Novel & Cerita The Irony Of Fate 2

“His eyes had a pink tinge to them but that’s it.” “Are you sure?” She questioned. “Close your eyes and think. Is he wearing something out of the ordinary? Something you had never seen before?” “No. I did find the love spell here.” I flipped to the page and showed her, but she was shaking her head. “That isn’t a love spell. It’s an infatuation spell. It makes the one cursed become unhealthily attached to the speller to the point of murder. If the cursed ever find the one that cursed them with someone else. Or goddess forbid they have a child, and the child starts to take precedent for them, then they can go on a rampage.”

“Worry less my darling for we’re cursed fate. But a beautiful one at least, I’m glad I was yours, even if it wasn’t for long.” “No! Stop this Logan, we’re not a cursed fate! Stop!” The more he speaks, the more my own heart fails and the more I feel like we’re cursed truly. “You still don’t get it do you?…” His voice cracked into shambles, his tone an evident reflection on what was left of him, of his heart and feelings. Sad and broken. “We’re a cursed fate,” He was right. Of course he was, but I won’t let him know that. Instead, “Yet we’re fated. Ordained by the goddess, written in the stars.” My head fell onto his, our pacing breaths a matching rhythm.

She breaks the moment of silence between us, peering down at me with a genuine smile. A smile to show that indeed she has forgiven me. But a second chance might never be possible. “Nothing. I just can't help but blame myself for everything happening to you.” “It is fate, not you. Everything that is happening to me, to you, and to us has been written down. This is our fate. Both marriage and divorce were part of our destiny. Perhaps if we were still in that marriage, something bad would have happened, don't you think?” I nod. “But I don't believe in fate.”

'Soon, we'll see her,' He growls, his voice sounding deep. 'Soon.' That also means we get closer to having her make a decision. It feels like fate doesn't want us together, as ever since we met, she has always had to make decisions that border on ending our relationship or moving on with it. There are a lot of boundaries surrounding us, and it feels like the closer we get to breaking one, the farther it pushes away from us. I feel Thane's excitement die down as we get to the floor, and just like that, the trail I was following disperses. It leaves me wondering if I had just imagined her scent because I wanted to find her badly.

I take a sip of my tea, "it is what it is, we cannot question our fate or destiny we can only complete our journey's the best we can." They both look at me and I chuckle, "I have no feelings towards either of these two," I arch a brow, "yet." I lower my cup, "if I do not chose either of them tomorrow night, then they have no reason to kill one another." I look out the window, "perhaps they should learn that it's not only fate or destiny that determines someone’s worth to them, they need to put forth effort in winning me over," I take another sip of tea just staring out at the brightness of the morning sun. "This Alpha Drake, he has loved before deeply and has been hurt twice as deep as hi

A chorus of mourning that rattles the very ground. We lift our heads and join them, our voices rising to the moon, howling our loss as the goddess shines down on what remains. We may have survived — but Silver Dawn has been gutted. The pack has lost its heart and its future in a single night. And deep inside me, one thought takes root, sharp and unshakable: this wasn’t random. This wasn’t chance. Someone sent those rogues. And someone is going to pay.

“They’ll follow the cause.” He leaned on the stone beside her. “You are the cause.” A beat of silence. Then she asked, quietly, “Do you think we can win?” Kieran didn’t answer right away. Then: “I think you’ve already made the impossible possible. And I think Lucian knows it.” Selene nodded, her thoughts churning. She could feel the pull of fate tightening like a snare. The moon hung high and full above them now, casting silver light across the land.

Vivian had been so consumed by jealousy that her eyes turned red as she stood among those seeing me off, muttering to herself over and over again, "I should've been the Boss's wife. If only I had met the heir first." Now that she had been given a second life, she could not wait to seize what she believed was her rightful happiness. What she did not know was that meeting Luca was not the beginning of happiness at all. It was the start of an even more terrifying nightmare.

Urian didn't want to believe what he was seeing but he was sure he wasn't wrong. The string in her eyes, the pull, the smell… it was all her. He has finally found her, his fated mate, someone who is not supposed to exist was right here in his arms but she looked so… tired. ***