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FATED TO A TYRANT SLOW START
GALLAHAN’S POVWilla went back to sleep not long after we agreed to start over from scratch.And while I immensely appreciated the positive turn of events, I also knew that it was only a matter of time before our old grievances—the numerous bloody hatchets we had agreed to bury—would come back haunting and hurting us.But I shoved to the back of my mind, wanting to believe that it was a worry for next time, and that it was in my best interest, as well as my children’s, to just keep the peace and bask in the current moment.So after I opened the windows to let the chilly morning air in, I laid down on the bed, sliding beneath the blanket. “Hi, love,” I whispered near Calisto’s wolf ear. “Daddy’s here. The moon goddess listened to you, you know? I’m here now. I can’t wait to properly meet you and your sister when the two of you wake up. Don’t keep me waiting for far too long, yeah?”As if Calisto had heard me, a small and wobbly whimper left his lips. His brows were tense and furrowed,
Last Updated : 2025-01-29FATED TO A TYRANT EARLY DELIVERY
WILLA’S POV“Ugh. Who the fuck is it? It’s barely morning,” Gallahan grumbled, holding Calisto a tad bit tighter as if to show how unwilling he was to leave the nest.“Language,” I chided mildly, giving him a stern glare.He rolled my eyes at me and retorted, “I will use any language I want-”“Not in front of our children,” I argued. “Now… Would you mind?”I gave a pointed glance at Gillian, and Gallahan was quick to take the hint.Since we had started nesting, we could no longer leave the bed at the same time. And given how he seemed to loathe the idea of letting go of Calisto anytime soon, it fell upon me to see who it was behind the door.But just as I was about to move Gillian and hand her over to Gallahan, William’s voice resounded from the other side of the door, saying, “I hate to bother you so early in the morning, but I have to give you a few things. One of them is urgent.”“Just come inside,” I said loudly, settling back comfortably against the headboard with Gillian still c
Last Updated : 2025-01-30FATED TO A TYRANT MISSIVE FROM THE ALPHA KING
GALLAHAN’S POVMy eyes never strayed from Willa’s side profile as she loudly read the missive from Dad in a clear and enchanting voice.I was barely registering the words she was saying, too preoccupied in taking in the sight of her, as if I was trying to ingrain her likeness in the forefront of my mind and the back of my eyelids.“Han?” She called out as she waved the letter in front of me.“Uh, yes?” I replied dumbly as I took the damn letter from her while pretending I wasn’t heating up in embarrassment over being caught staring like a lovesick fool.“Are you going?”I blinked, not quite following our conversation. “Going where?”Willa sighed exasperatedly. “Were you even listening, Gallahan?”I grinned, my entire body relaxing as I answered, “Not really. You were too distracting.”She rolled her eyes at me, and my mind responded by traitorously flashing an image of her doing the same but out of pure pleasure I would give her.I quickly exiled the thought, mentally berating myself
Last Updated : 2025-01-31FATED TO A TYRANT PRETENSION
WILLA’S POVIt was so terrifyingly easy to be lulled into a sense of comfort and warmth around Gallahan. My defenses just seemed to turn to putty with just one smile, one playful remark, one damning touch.It hadn’t even been long since we agreed to start over again, and yet I was already on my way towards the forbidden and dangerous territory where a slippery slope called ‘FALLING IN LOVE’ awaited me.Heck, even the throbbing deep wound from the humiliating rejection of my blowjob seemed to cease existing whenever he so much as glanced at me.I was fucking pathetic. Was being so weak and pathetic come in a package in being bonded to one’s fated mate? Ugh!The culprit of my crisis casually sauntered out of my en suite bathroom with nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist. A smaller one hung around his neck, which he had obviously used to dry his hair.“God, I still feel like I’m about to burst from our dinner.”He patted his abdomen as if to prove his point, but it was all moot w
Last Updated : 2025-02-01FATED TO A TYRANT THE BRACELET AND THE SWAN
WILLA’S POVI wiped the foggy mirror clean with the palm of my hand and immediately saw how pink I actually looked.I would surely earn a raised brow over the hue that had taken over my entire face. But then I could always blame it to the steaming stream of the shower, and not to the thought that Gallahan bloody Wick jerked himself to completion in my bathroom with the scent of my personalized shower gel pervading the air.Shaking away the notion and the unholy image it brought along, I steeled myself to leave the bathroom. It was imperative that I was emotionally and mentally ready to face Gallahan again after… after…Ugh.Why did he have to do such an indelicate activity in MY bathroom?I angrily slapped my cheeks three times, worsening the pinkness of my skin. “Nothing happened. Who cares anyway? We had fucked before. So this is not a big deal.”But it kind of was.Did Gallahan get himself all hard and randy because of the artificial scent of my soap that always mingled with my own
Last Updated : 2025-02-02FATED TO A TYRANT RECOVERY
GALLAHAN’S POVDays bled into a week, and a single week morphed into three. Gradually, the twins began to show signs of getting better, much to our relief.The ears slowly but surely shrunk and disappeared by the end of the second week of nesting, and their cute little hands returned by the middle of the third. The fur that had sprouted on their arms eventually diminished until none was left.But nesting wasn’t as easy as I initially thought it was.Sure, it meant staying in the nest for ninety-nine percent of the time, cuddling and showering Calisto and Gillian with affection, which were both easy feats to do.But when the second week rolled in, Willa and I gradually got sick of the humdrum of our days. Our bodies desperately sought movement and nature.Our skin yearned to bask in the warmth of the morning sun, and our eyes were desperate to get a glimpse of a different view from the one we always see in our window.The longing and need to roam free outside, to greedily breathe in th
Last Updated : 2025-02-05FATED TO A TYRANT SIX MONTHS AGREEMENT
WILLA’S POVGallahan blinked at me twice. It seemed like he had failed to comprehend what I just said, as if my words rang foreign to his ears.His jaw ticked taut and relaxed repeatedly for a few heartbeats before he said a baffled, “What?”I shifted, moving near the end of the bed so I could have a semblance of detachment and defenses through the space between us. Then I folded and crossed my legs, settling down as comfortably as I possibly could.“Custody, Gallahan,” I said nonchalantly. “Guardianship of our children. Where they stay and who will raise them. That type of thing that parents who aren’t together discuss and agree on.”“Don’t get too cheeky with me, Willa. I know what custody is. I don’t need you to explain it to me.”“Then why do you look like I just spouted something a spiel of gibberish you couldn’t understand?”Gallahan threw his head back a little and stared at the ceiling, seemingly praying for a long thread of patience he clearly didn’t have the bone for.Then w
Last Updated : 2025-02-06FATED TO A TYRANT BEARING HEAVY NEWS
GALLAHAN’S POV I accepted Willa’s offer. After all, beggars couldn’t be choosers. I also saw the rationale behind the condition Willa had firmly set. I didn’t know the twins that well enough yet, and I didn’t have much experience with children in general. The decision, however, was soon met with watery eyes and quivering bottom lips. Both Gillian and Calisto, who had already fully recovered, didn’t take the news well. “But you said you were going to stay,” Gillian argued, gripping her spoon so tightly that her hand trembled. “You promised.” “You did,” Calisto chimed in from where he sat on the chair next to Gillian, his bowls of fruits and yogurt stood forgotten on the dining table. “We heard everything, Daddy. We were sleeping, but we heard you, and you promised. We know you did.” “Yes, yes,” I said placatingly. “But-” “No. You promised,” Gillian insisted, sounding completely indignant. “Y-you… You promised.” Then the first tear rolled down, followed by another and
Last Updated : 2025-02-07
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FATED TO A TYRANT TRIVIAL THINGS
GALLAHAN’S POVExcitement rang clearly in Calisto’s voice, and when my gaze flickered to his direction, I saw how his round eyes glimmered with eagerness and hope.The ghost of a smile tugging at the corners of his lips was quite endearing, and I couldn’t help but mirror it.Even then, I said as gently as I could, “I don’t know, bud. I think you better ask your Mommy. She’s the boss.”Calisto quickly diverted his attention to Willa. “Mommy, we’re going, right? Right? We have to go on a run tonight. Please?”Willa huffed, closing her book and tossing it aside. But there was fondness in the way she regarded our son, sending a warm buzz beneath my skin.She was a good mother to our twins, and every time I saw things that proved it, no matter how little or trivial it might seem to others, I would always end up feeling so full of affection for her that I often felt that I might just combust on the spot.“We’re going. After all, the full moon is the opportunity for you and Gillian to shift
FATED TO A TYRANT HUMAN MERIT
GALLAHAN’S POVI didn’t mean to be so cutting with my words.But regardless of intention, I still did anyway.Fortunately for me, the two balls of sweetness and energy were enough as a buffer between Willa and I, saving us from being trapped in suffocating air the following day.Gradually, though, the frigidity between us wore off, and by late afternoon, we found ourselves out in the back garden, having a picnic with the twins. A large red picnic blanket was laid out, and a few charcuterie boards of finger food sat in the middle.It was a good day. Crisp and cold breeze blowing by, ruffling leaves and making them rustle quite audibly. It made a relaxing background noise. Meanwhile, puffy clouds littered the sky, shielding us from the sun that was bound to dip beyond the horizon in less than an hour.If we were in Moonshire, we would’ve been locked indoors as harsh frost took a claim of the territory. Unless, the twins would appreciate a snowball fight while wrapped in multiple layers
FATED TO A TYRANT BREWING
WILLA’S POVElodie didn’t walk.She glided, waltzing into the room and towards us like a graceful swan moving on water. The sight of her vividly reminded me of Miss Banfey, and I couldn’t help but think that they were likely cut from the same cloth.“So pretty,” Gillian whispered in uncontained awe.‘She is,’ my mind supplied in agreement while my gaze remained firmly trained on Elodie.She was really quite the sight. Her beautiful hair was pinned on one side, cascading down in soft curls and contrasting strikingly against the fabric of her castleton green dress. Her perfectly shaped face, which boasted beautifully sculpted features, wore a barely-there smile that could only be read as genial and coy.And Gallahan?Gallahan couldn’t take his unblinking eyes off of Elodie.I bit my lower lip as my stare flickered to and fro between him and Elodie, who was fast approaching with my brother.Did Gallahan regret it? Letting go of such a wonderful woman?Did seeing her holding another man’s
FATED TO A TYRANT DINNER AFFAIR
GALLAHAN’S POV“Can you stop fussing?” Willa asked as she herded us to the great dining hall of the Alfiero Manor. “You’ll ruin my hard work.”“I’m sorry to break it to you, sweetheart,” I drawled playfully, “but my dashing appearance is not your hard work. It’s my parents’ hard work.”“What does that mean?” Calisto wondered, tugging me by the hand I was holding him with. “I don’t get it, Daddy.”Willa shot me an irate look, slapping my other hand that had been tugging at the collar of my regalia for tonight’s dinner affair.While I had my official garbs as the heir of the Alpha King, which boasted the colors of midnight blue and gold and had a long side cape for the right shoulder, Willa had clad me in dark green and black with accents of silvery gray for this Alfiero family dinner.“Daddy meant nothing about what he said,” Willa explained to Calisto with a tight smile. Then she shot me a glare when she noticed me fussing with the fancy silk jabot she had chosen for me. “I said stop
FATED TO A TYRANT MIND LINK
WILLA’S POVDays passed in a blur, and before I knew it, days had turned into weeks, and the weeks bled into months.In fact, three months had gone by, and I barely even felt it.Perhaps it was due to the infectious bliss of the twins that had only doubled since the particular family talk that happened in the dining area. Or maybe it was because it just felt so ridiculously right to have Gallahan around that it got me a little spellbound.In fact, it was terrifyingly fast and easy for him to meld himself into our home and into our lives. It was as if there had been a Gallahan-shaped void that existed all this time without our knowledge, and now he had reclaimed that void, rightfully slotting himself into place.He had even unofficially moved into my home, his clothes and other personal belongings taking space here and there. He rarely went to Moonshire now, only leaving the house when he deemed it was truly necessary.And while this setup was not what we had agreed on at first, I didn
FATED TO A TYRANT PRIORITIES
GALLAHAN’S POVThe tension left me as soon as Willa’s words registered and sank in my mind, and I nearly slumped like a ragdoll on my chair from the sheer relief they brought.A light feeling I could only call joy swarmed my core and enveloped my chest tightly.It felt great.And honestly? I haven’t had a taste of such pure and adulterated happiness since Gillian first called me Daddy.So, as I moved based on nothing but my emotions like I usually did, I drew Willa into a kiss with a hand holding her jaw. But I couldn’t contain the smile that stretched on my lips, which only grew bigger when Calisto loudly cheered.“Yay! Yay!”I broke the kiss, affectionately bumping my nose against Willa’s before completely pulling away.A hint of uncertainty laid beneath the apparent fond softness that lined Willa’s face. It was like a quiet plea, asking me to prove to her that her decision was right, to never make her regret it.She didn’t have to ask for it, though.There wasn’t a chance I would a
FATED TO A TYRANT RIGHT CALL
WILLA’S POVThere had been times when my children’s questions had left me speechless. There had also been times when I simply didn’t know the answer.This time, it was both, and it seemed like I had lost my voice as soon as Gillian threw her question.But even if I could speak, I still wouldn’t know what to say anyway. Words were quickly slipping out of my mind, and those I could grasp didn’t weave into a coherent answer.Because really… How did one explain something so complicated and so difficult to a pair of young children without confusing them or hurting them?But I knew I had to give Gillian an answer, so I cleared my throat, hoping it would remind me how to make my voice box work again. Then, I spoke, regardless of the fact that my mind was still floundering for the right words to say.“I think,” I started, but I ended up pausing, my tongue flicking out to wet my lips. “I think everything your Daddy has done to humans is very bad and… and difficult to forgive or look past.”An
FATED TO A TYRANT GLOSSING OVER
GALLAHAN’S POVI had never once doubted, much less regretted, all my choices and actions when it came to the war that erupted from my path of vengeance against humans. Not even when I met Willa.I had stood firm back then. I hadn’t even faltered about my stance even after I met her again. Sure, I had put an end to it to have a chance to be together, but I had made sure that my cause remained intact. That the conditions agreed during the parley were still completely aligned with my convictions.But now…Staring back at Calisto’s innocent eyes that reflected his pure, untainted soul… It made me uncomfortable. Like my skin was no longer my own. Like my rib cage had shrunken into a size that could no longer house my lungs. Like my heart was alarmingly slowing down while my blood rushed like an angry river in my veins.It was… odd, and I hated it.The discomfort even left an acrid taste in my mouth, but it didn’t really hinder me from answering Calisto’s question.“Because… I was hurt, Cal
FATED TO A TYRANT THE WAR
WILLA’S POVThe way Gallahan’s face fell upon hearing Gillian’s answer would’ve been comical if not for the way his eyes clearly dimmed as if life had been sucked out of him in a blink of an eye.In the next heartbeat, though, his body was taut as a bowstring, his anger visible in the lines of his frame. His bluish gray eyes were stormy with thinly veiled emotions.Knowing how he didn’t have the best command over his own emotions, I felt somewhat proud how he hadn’t snapped and raged about how William had slung mud onto his image and name to Gillian.I had half expected him to immediately bombard Gillian with questions, demanding to know what William had said about the matter exactly. The other half thought that he would defensively deny and call William a liar and all other colorful names he could probably think of in a fit of fury.But he did neither.Perhaps he had learned a valuable lesson of restraint after making Gillian cry the last time. It soothed my lingering upset and anger
