Sealed Fate Novels & Stories

It is carved deeper than any blade. The council stepped forward again. “Enough,” Elder Mira snapped. “The vote stands. At sunrise, Selene will be executed by the Pack Blade. Her blood will wash away the shame of Sebastian’s fall.” Cheers erupted. Others howled in rage. But it was done. My death had been scheduled. Not by fate—but by fear. I would not be honored. I would be erased. Night fell like a curtain of knives. They dragged me back to my cell, my feet barely touching the ground. The pit outside glowed red beneath the torches, waiting.

Amelia said cheering me up. “On a scale of one to ten, how bad is it going to be?” I asks. “Well, we’ve never experienced it before but from what Caden’s mom said, it is the scariest rule ever. A lot of ladies eyeing Caden gets a chance to fight you for your position and it is a fight to death” She said making me sigh. “What are you guys up to?” Keith said as he and Caden walks in. “We are just leaving” I said as I drag Caden out of the room towards his office.

“Remember the keys to freeing yourself from the repeated curse of fated mates choosing another and rejecting you: allow the mate bond to accept who it was chosen for. Once you do, your luck and faith will shine brighter than even I, and your ancient powers will at last return. Your fated mates must share the same ending in name as that of your chosen successor. This successor is the pup you bear — not theirs, for they shall never raise a pup that survives beyond half the first generation. That is one of the many weights of the curse. They can never speak of it, and you would never learn of it, until your time came. Lyra has been made to not know the contents of that notebook, and through it

I replied with my sad eyes. He sighed. “I think you two are destined to be together. You can't run away from your fate. No matter how far you run and where you hide, he will find you and you will be back in his arms,” he said in his deep, soft voice. I stared at him with my mouth closed. My heart beats fast, with happiness and fear gripping me firmly. ******

But they all let out the same voice. “Ohh.” It extended the longer their thought went, the perception their mind could grasp of what it could do. “And no, you won’t die. In the official rules, if someone speaks the word Katastrofi in public, they are sentenced to lifetime imprisonment in every country.” “What!?” “Yes, so seal your lips and forget about it and come to Fiend Forgery, It’s a rock. It cannot take your life, you can consume it.” He replied to all of their questions.

I was zapped back to the moment the accident happen and back to the land of the living . ©#KCMmuoe All Rights Reserved

Epilogue ll *Donald* No matter how eventful that day went, it was finally over. Aurelia was dead finally, she was burnt and her remain had been emptied into the wind. She was dead and gone, gone for good, going from everyone's lives but will remain forever in our thoughts, we must admit.

My father continued to drone on about how important it was for me to pick a chosen mate at tonight's banquet. I wanted to shout at him and tell him that he wasn't the Alpha anymore, but I knew the rumors spreading around the pack were getting to him. Rumors that the moon goddess had cursed our family -- First, my father lost his mate to another, and now his son is seemingly mateless. While it was rare for a wolf to still be mateless by the time they turned twenty-five, it was unheard of for an Alpha wolf to be mateless. Alpha Wolves had the most exposure to other packs; we were more likely than any other wolf to meet their mate.

“What’s wrong? Please. You’re scaring me.” Caden lifted his gaze. His eyes met mine. Then he said it. “Because… they’re coming back tomorrow. And you’re going to die.” The words hit like a dagger to the chest. Drake’s face turned white. His heart thudded so loud I could feel it through his chest. I stared at them, my mind going blank. The kids started wailing, but I couldn’t move. Couldn’t speak. Couldn’t even cry. All I could do was drown in the silence that followed.

"You're sick because ten years of guilt has been eating you alive." He crossed the floor and stood in front of me. A thousand years old and he had always been the stillest person in any room — but tonight his stillness had a different quality. The stillness of something that has stopped letting itself feel in order to continue functioning. "Seraphine is dead ten years," he said. "And the monster who killed her has been free for ten years. Because of you." The Black Guard forced me into the judgment chair. Iron restraints locked around my wrists and ankles.