Shifted Fates Novels & Stories

The room became perfectly still. Because suddenly the future shifted again. And somewhere above the sleeping city, beneath a sky filled with distant stars, fate quietly prepared another confrontation. One that might finally close the last open wound from the past.

“It was his final trap.” The Great Shift had begun, and Faith was the only one left standing on two legs.

He looks like he aged ten years in the few minutes he was gone. “The results haven’t changed,” the doctor says softly, eyes shifting toward me. There is pity in his gaze. It stings more than any slap could. I feel like a hunted creature, looking to him for protection he cannot offer. I want someone to stand between me and the Alpha’s fury. But Doc Stone, with his thinning gray hair and shaking hands, could never be my shield. And neither can I, not when I haven’t even shifted yet. For our kind, shifting marks the moment we step into adulthood, the moment we can sense our fated mates. It is sacred. I’ve watched others experience it, and I was supposed to be next. But instead, I carry somethin

“What does it mean?” “Wolf-shifters only have one partner in life… it’s the love of their life, and it’s all or nothing with shifters.” Alexander patted Leonidas, “You and November had been fated for each other, the only thing is that November knows from the start because she’s a shifter. We always know who we were fated for, she just… let her instinct take over, let her wolf inside her consume its need to mark you without you knowing. Without you understanding and without you knowing the whole truth.”

I have to give it to this man to own his mistakes and be brave enough to face me regardless of what my reaction is. “Lana is my Fated Mate,” my answer seemed simple but for them, it was not. Because we have our traditions. Shifters are for shifters, and it doesn’t matter if you are half-shifter, half-human, or half-shift, half-mage. As long as you’re a shifter then it’s fine. For our pack, having a pure mage and a pure Alpha is the first. And to hear that they were Fated was definitely mind-blowing but at the same time, easier to accept.

spine. Who were they? Immediately, my blood feels as frigid as ice. At last, I recognized them as the Fates. Suddenly, out of the blue, a powerful lightning strike occurred. Time and Destiny were in the hands of the gods known as the Fates. Despite being three, they were all one. They are the past, present, and future. They held in their hands the knowledge of the entire universe, including what had happened and what would happen. What made them decide to come see me? I squinted to see what they were doing. While the one on the left was busy knitting a complicated, enormous sock that I doubt would fit anyone—unless they were knitting for Sasquatch or Bigfoot—the youngest was clutching a lar

Some in the front shifted uneasily. "Wolf Bay was never the family we were told it was. We were never a strong pack. We were a pack locked away from the rest of the world, run with fear and deceit." I gazed at familiar faces, people I’d known my entire life. I knew them, even if they were conditioned not to show kindness to me. "Wolf Bay should be a place we’re proud of—a place where everyone can thrive, learn, and grow. And none of you should be trapped here. Did you know that outside our borders, shifters have their first shift as early as thirteen?"

The thought of her being dormant was too hard to accept. "No, I'll be here with you but resting. That's all." saying she got up from my lap. "Lia, remember. I'll always be there for you in your decisions and you are much more than what you think. Be brave." she said walking away. She turned back to me. "I'm ready to shift one more time" "huh? shift? for what?" I questioned. But before I could hear her, my surroundings started to get foggy, then black.

Having the fate of all on your shoulders is not something to be taken lightly. Selene steps closer and holds Tessa's hands. "Close your eyes child" Tessa takes a deep breath and close her eyes Running towards a black smoke with a red centre a black panther, on both sides of her a big black wolf and big jaguar. Leading an army of shifters and other creatures. Running into the inevitable war that waited to happen for centuries. The future of all living beings all depend on this.

His smile turned to one of concern and his face became serious. “What do you mean? You said you never got the shifting gene, so you can’t be seventeen.” My eyes widened at his words. That wasn’t what we were told in school. My voice started to come out shaky as thoughts began racing through my mind. “What are you talking about? That’s basic shifting. We learn that as children when we start school. If a Shifter has not transformed by their sixteenth birthday, then it means the shifting gene is absent, and they were cursed to live as humans.