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he asked, curious. "Things… For a moment, I wondered what my life would've been like if I'd never left my country. Would I have met you? Would we have ever found each other?" "Have you ever heard of the red thread legend?" "Yes, you always tell me about it." "Then what's the doubt?" "I'm scared that one day I'll go to sleep and wake up as a teenager again, and I'll have never lived through all of this." "Even if that happened," he said, sitting behind her and wrapping his arms around her, "remember the red thread: you and I were born to be together, no matter what. If we were meant to find each other, we would have—no matter how long it took."

“If you don’t choose to continue the curse, Kaelith won’t just be in pain—he’ll vanish, and you’ll never see him again.” Red’s threat shook me; the voices faded away, my vision cleared, and I realized tears were already streaming down my cheeks. Kaelith was still holding my shoulders, his face filled with worry. “Red? What did he say, Vaelora?!” Slowly I turned to Kaelith; my unstoppable tears needed a place to rest. I immediately threw myself into Kaelith’s arms in a tight embrace. “He said all of this is fate, Kaelith… including you meeting me again—everything has been planned by him.”

I said to him. "No way! I want to witness your love story with Gahala." He teased. "It will be a sad story then." I replied to him. "Why?" He even asked as if he doesn't know. "There's no happy ending between a fairy and a werewolf, it will end up in a sad story because the other one will die." As I said those words, I remembered my mother and father. They love each other very much but because what they had is forbidden, I end up not having parents beside me. My mom was a fairy so as my dad is a werewolf. I sigh when longing envelope me.

Feet were not capable enough to move a step ahead. But there was a hope in her soul that kept her alive. She wanted to protect others. And for that, she was ready to risk her life. By gathering all the strength, she took steps ahead. Her eyes were red. As if she was fuming with a vengeance. Taking a deep breath, she came closer to those morons and threw the gem in the air. It exploded in the air such that there was devastation all around. All the devils seemed dead as some were slowly dying.

His instinct only tells one thing to do. Survive. But on that fateful day, he met his goddess of fortunes as his savior. His life rescuer. Someone who has destined to be his home. A safe haven for him. Ever since that day, his feet entered her life. If Sister Hua didn't show up that day, his fate probably ended it up in the sewers or even worse. He could be a pocket thief or a beggar. Busying himself begging on the street with no future. Now, slowly, with a straight head, his path life was steady and clear. He no longer feels scared of what future has hold for him ahead.

The hands meant to protect, to hold but now it’s empty. “I would've dropped everything,” he said. His voice was steel wrapped in sorrow. “I would've burned down this entire f*cking forest if it meant one more second with you.” His jaw tightened. “I’m not letting you disappear again,” he vowed. “Next time, I won’t let you run.” *** The great hall of the Crimson Keep was dark and quiet. Tall stone pillars, covered in ivy, stood like silent guards. Candlelight danced across the red-stained windows, glowing softly as thunder rumbled outside.

But the answers we found weren’t comforting. “Read this,” I said, sliding a yellowed scroll toward Eva. She took it, her eyes scanning the faded script. Her lips moved as she read aloud: “When the threads of fate unravel, the lost shall rise, and the shadow of the divine will seek dominion over the light.” Eva leaned back in her chair, her expression darkening. “This keeps getting worse, doesn’t it?” I nodded, closing the tome in front of me with a heavy thud. “It’s not just about the mate bond system. The balance the Moon Goddess mentioned—there’s something older tied to it. Something dangerous.”

“But why? She’s so young.” Ailm lowers her head slightly. “War is coming. I can feel it in my bones. I had no choice.” Caden reaches for her again—but freezes. On his palm, a strange mark glows: a circle with a cross inside. Ailm nuzzles it. “It’s like a current,” he says, shocked. “It’s an Ailm mark,” she explains. “We are fated. Not just mates—fated. A rare, divine connection.” Drake stiffens. “Will Baylee wear the same mark?”

Noah pecked his nose. Just then they laughed as Benjamin's stomach grumbled. "Come lets eat. And then i will make sure to wreck this cottage at every surface". Noah winked pulling him into his arms. "I will be waiting". Benjamin winked too. Yes... It was their beginning of a new life. Happy. Wild. Full of love. And yes lots of poundings... This was their Fate that they wrote... ---- Tabby

No problem replied Scott will see you tomorrow then. As she got off the train, Sandra said to herself I will just soak myself in a warm bath for a few minutes before going to bed. She got out of the tub just in time as her phone rang…."hello mum she mumbled ``how are you ``'' not doing so well her mum responded. What's going on Sandra questioned with heightened fear she always got anxious after her father passed away last summer. With the knowledge of her mum being alone she wished she could go back home to Arizona, to be with her mum but always remembered she needed to work and send money home to support her brother who was still in college. " I can't find Roxy, " continued her mum. I thoug