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“Fate, we’re just prolonging the inevitable. You know as well as I do, this fight was going to happen.” “He’s dangerous, Celine.” Fate says. “Listen, through Mia, I’ve been watching them. They’re brave, strong and fearless and they love so much. They will win.” I leaned on my knees. “Okay. I’ll do this only once. Don’t go telling anyone. I don’t need this to be a thing. It’s bad for business.” Fate wags her finger at me. I jump up and hug her. “Fate, thank you. You don’t know how much this means to me.”

She was skilled in all aspects of the Elon business and requirements and had become Blake’s most helpful subordinate. “Make arrangements for Chive Syrum and Sharon Stone to arrive at the estate for lunch to go over the arrangements for the announcement on Wednesday. Get the most sought-after interior decorator and have them meet at the address on Monday morning.” Susan repeated as she typed away into her tablet. “Elon Conglomerate has created a new business, Faithview Enterprises, and has already taken over half of the businesses that targeted the Elon businesses in the stock war. We are awaiting your approval on the liquidation of the businesses.” Susan stated, looking into her tablet.

"You realising you've been mates all along. You wondering what you're going to do next." "You're a real bitch, aren't you?" Fate chuckled. "I'm here to give you some advice, actually." Shaking my head at him, I step back to the window, looking out to the snow covered courtyard. Fate doesn't simply give advice. Everything he does it to benefit him, and I'm not about to take anything into consideration until I know why. "I don't need your advice-" "Yes, you do," he snaps, and a flicker of fire seems to dance across his gaze. "Do you know what's going to happen to her after this? What you're going to do?"

People gasped. Heather Russell. My name echoed in my ears. WHAT!? WHAT THE HELL!? FUTURE WIFE!? I screamed in my mind.

“You’re catching on. Yes, they get another chance. But they don’t remember their past lives. Each time is a new beginning.” Charlene’s mind raced. “So what about the Fates? What’s their deal?” “Ah, now you’re asking the real questions.” ReNew’s voice grew thoughtful. “There are two groups here—the ones who lead and the ones who guide souls on their journeys. The Fates are the workers, the ones who carry out destiny. Over time, their spirits pass on, recycled into new lives—either as another Fate or as a soul awaiting rebirth.” “And the others?”

I said before turning back "If you see this I’m sure you will forget about those cupcakes" "Oh God," I said as I rolled my eyes "Just say what you want to say because I know you leave me alone till I hear you out" "Of course, I won’t, but anyways, look at this," She said as she showed me something on her phone "Oh my God, is this what I think it is?" "Yes, and it’s starting next month. We have to apply, if we win it’s bye-bye bakery store for us and hello Miss Afraah and Miss Amal as the new owners of a restaurant"

Afraid she might never have a chance at independence. Silence enveloped them both. Even the constant click sound from Jason's laptop wasn't heard, he was listening and Stan hated the fact, so he drew closer to whisper to Sophia and probably infuriate Jason. "You might. It's fifty-fifty now, but I promise you we will try hard You and me. Okay?." She nodded in affirmation but with less enthusiasm, Stan was sure he heard someone scoff from afar. That night Sophia lay on her bed and thought about her life and everything that had happened and even where it was headed. She wasn't sure yet where fate was leading her. But she wasn't in a rush.

His eyes told me how happy he was to see me happy. He then took my hand and looked deep into my eyes. “Angela, this song is for you. I made it myself. I named this song Fated. I believe we are destined to be together in this life and no one can separate us. Our love will never end until death do us part,” he said in a soft voice. Tears of happiness dripped from my eyes while her eyes were filled with tears. We then smiled at each other before he took me into his warm embrace.

The alpha's grinned widened, "precisely." "That's impossible. Fate gives you one person you're mated to. Or destined to be with. This can't happen. " The alpha shrugged again, a gold coin spinning easily between his knuckles. "Fate fucked up."

Usually, Tobias has done that, but now…who knows when Tobias will come back? Daya doesn’t want anything from me. She just wants me. She doesn’t care about titles or being Luna. I was hurt that she considered not having children, but I understand her concerns. There is a chance the Fated Plague isn’t over. I can’t help but hope that our being fated mates is a sign from the Moon Goddess that the plague is over. It must be, right?