Played By Fate Novels & Stories

I could tell that she was unsure how he would react, knowing that she’d been forced to keep shit from him. It surprised her when he kissed her temple and promised her that he wasn’t upset. Her shoulders relaxed as if he’d helped take off some of the weight that she was carrying around. “Fate is a complicated thing and something that affects everyone in different ways. Imagine a complicated game of Chess. Moves that appear to be inconsequential can actually cause a ripple effect that leads to winning or losing the game. Choices, decisions, and actions from us and others have led us to this point in time. Fate is known for its long game. As such, the game began generations ago. I knew that our

He changes the slide again and takes a deep, steadying breath. “The role of fate's representatives is to keep fate on track, as we know. Your role appears to be the backup plan. The one to manage and police them should those representatives go off track. The fate reps only receive information about the specific area they are intended to manage, life, death, and so on. They mostly get visions about the things that they need to fix, if something gets messed up in the natural order. Don’t ask me how that works, it is way above my pay grade.” Alex comments drily before continuing.

I soon learned werewolves were hunting down witches, thinking we had cast some kind of spell on them. The Fated Plague killed tens of thousands of werewolves, and as a result, just as many witches were hunted, wrongfully accused, and killed as well. My mother tried to reason with our pack; she was a witch after all, and our father fell ill to the Fated Plague. Why would she want her own mate to die? I learned then that people don’t see reason when all they want is revenge.

Naomi said eagerly, bouncing on her toes like she was ready to watch me bleed, her eyes bright with anticipation. “Let the game begin, then,” Alpha Theo replied, his tone casual as if he was starting a round of cards. He looked down at me, his voice cool and amused, like this was all just entertainment for him. “The name of the game is…” Alpha Theo paused, smiling darkly, his eyes locking onto mine. “…The Fate Draw.” I blinked, my stomach turning over in a sick flip. The Fate Draw? The name sounded ominous, like something from a dark legend.

Then asked before I could stop myself: “What do you think about all this?” Franco didn’t even flinch. He just stared ahead, stoic. I almost regretted asking. Almost. But then, he spoke, eyes still on the road. “Fate,” he said, voice like gravel. “Fate is a cruel thing. Sometimes, you don’t get to write it. Most times... You don’t get to escape it either. All you can do is trust the process. Or be destroyed by it.”

“Wait… you don’t think…” Suddenly, Odo, Idris, ReNew, and Destiny appeared, all pulled into the illusion. “This nightmare has a six-foot-tall lunatic with a machete!” Charlene cried out from somewhere in the distance. “He’s killing people at this very lake!” “If you die here, you can die in real life, right?” Odo asked, growing pale. “We’re not people,” Idris said. “We’re Fates.” “Do you really think that matters?” ReNew snapped. “He’s not going to ask if we’re human or Fate before he chops us up.”

"Then why come here? Why warn me if there’s nothing I can do?" She studied me for a long moment before speaking. *"Because fate is not as rigid as you think."* Hope flickered in my chest. "What do you mean?" *"There are… small moments where the weave of fate is thinner, where paths can be shifted. But it comes at a cost."* Her silver eyes locked onto mine. *"You must be certain of what you are willing to sacrifice. The more you fight against fate, the greater the consequences."* A sudden cold breeze swept through the room, and the shadows in the mirror seemed to grow darker. The woman’s expression turned somber.

Was fate cruel to have put him in this kind of state, or the cruelty was all about making me attached to him before revealing who he truly was? However fate wanted the game to be played, no one could challenge it, for fate itself can't be seen nor can it be located. If reverse was the case, millions of people would have tracked its location and made it undergo the consequences of the unfairness of life itself.

"I already told you, you are nothing more than one of his dogs. A single thought from us decides your lives. So? You are going to be a widow now." She smugly surveyed my residence, as if inspecting property that already belonged to her. "Enjoy what you have while you can. It won’t last much longer. Luca has already sent people to reclaim everything under Marco’s name. There’s no helping it. Marco made a serious mistake, and the Boss won’t let him off. Just wait and starve." She stared into my eyes, trying to find regret or despair. Nevertheless, I only looked back at her coldly, my gaze calm and empty.

I heard a loud howl which made me jump. Justin snickered. “Scared? The moon isn’t even completely out yet.” Rachel cracked her knuckles. “I can’t wait to shift once the moon comes up.” I gulped. I planned on finding the treasures and getting away completely from them before that could happen. In this game, Justin was playing the role of an Alpha since we didn’t have an Alpha in our group, Rachel was the Beta, and Logan was the Gamma. Me? Well, I was still kind of…me. Lowest in rank.