Her trust means everything to him. Next chapter we get to see how pack members interact with her. Any thoughts on what it might be like? Like/comment/vote to let me know what you thought.
ZIYAH I felt like I was drowning in my thoughts while I ate breakfast. French toast and bacon were my favorite breakfast food thus far. It was positively delicious. I could not get over what happened last night. That nightmare was just one of hundreds that plagued me. That one was so bad because that was the event where I lost hope for myself – for my future. I had come to realize that it was my reality until a time came where I either accidentally died or someone offed me. Dante had used his gift on me and made it so that I would never have it again. I was not certain if he had seen the events or not. That was an answer that I did not want to think about right now. He had asked me if I trusted him, and the truth was that I did. There was no rational reason why other than he had proved multiple times the kind of person that he was. Fae were innately good judges of character. My body still tingled from the memory of the way it felt to have his lips pressed against my skin. I could s
DANTE I was glad that Elle came over to meet Ziyah. I would never break her confidence, but if anyone could understand what my mate went through then it would be Elle. Even though my sister came so far since Blue Crest, it did still haunt her at times. There was no delusion in me that thought my mate could just snap her fingers and overcome thirty-seven years of pure fucking torture in every way imaginable. I just hoped that perhaps I could help her heal the way that Kade helped Elle. ‘Do you think she’ll want to meet me in my form some day?’ Byron asked timidly. ‘Of course, she will. Why wouldn’t she?’ I could feel his indecision to voice whatever was bothering him, but I could not for the life of me figure out what it was. ‘Because of the wolves that hurt her. What if she’s terrified of me because of them? What if my mate won’t want me but only you?’ My heart felt like it was in a vice grip hearing that. Had he been worried about this the whole time and had not said anything,
DANTE I wanted nothing more than to beat the living shit out of her, but my mother raised me to never raise my hand to a woman unless it was in self-defense or battle. I was not certain if defending my mate would be considered self-defense or not. The room was immediately silent as everyone was taken aback with their Alpha snarling at the top of his fucking lungs. I was certain that everyone could feel my anger-fueled aura. When I said that Byron was a beast…well, I meant it. He was an incredibly powerful wolf that nobody wanted to cross because he would come out the victor each and every fucking time. He wanted blood because she deliberately intended to hurt his mate. Sparks broke through the red haze. My eyes snapped down to see Ziyah smiling softly at me. There was understanding in her eyes that made me think she could see the struggle inside us right now. She leaned up and pressed her lips against mine. I was initially shocked at the fact that she was kissing me, but then my b
ZIYAH I could still feel the ghosts of his lips on mine. Part of me had been a little worried that being physically intimate with him might be a trigger, but it was not so far. There was no denying that I found myself drawn to him and thought about what fully being a mate with him would be like, but it was not something I could risk rushing into in case it did trigger anything. That would not be fair to him at all. He was Dante, my mate, the one who stood beside me and vowed to always protect me. That was seen when he nearly destroyed Tori. I could sense the struggle inside of him, and I knew he was trying to pull back the urge to protect me by removing her. My instincts told me to use the mate-bond. So, that was what I did. I would not even begin to lie about enjoying every moment of the snar because it made her spill her guts. What she planned to do to him was disgusting, vile, and would not fucking happen. It would be great if I got to help interrogate her because it was somethin
DANTE I had the best family anyone could ask for. They had always supported me and encouraged me no matter what. I was not the easiest fucking kid around after Elle went missing. My childhood, pre-kidnapping, was happy and colorful. I was an optimistic pup. It was really fucking different after she was gone. It got worse year after year. Then it was a nightmare when my gift surfaced. Then I had my sister back, and it was fucking miraculous how different I was. The pain of my past was slowly easing into oblivion as if it had not been there. We had a strong bond. It was crazy how alike we were even if we had been separated by thirteen painful years. There was still something missing though, an integral part of who I was. A painful hole was there despite how happy and content I was. That was until the day that I met Ziyah. The hole was now being filled in little by little. She was completing me just like mates were intended to do for each other. As I laid here in my bed, trying to fo
ZIYAH I was wrapped in a warmth that I had never experienced before. I snuggled underneath it, wishing to never leave. My senses slowly opened as I woke up. There was the sound of a steady beating heart. The most mouthwatering scent of my mate filled the air all around me. I could bathe in his scent every day and still seek it out afterwards. I opened my eyes and saw that my head was resting on Dante’s chest while he held me. Our positions somehow changed while we slept. My leg was slung over his so that my body was nearly on top of his. He was still sleeping, so I was going to take a moment to appreciate this but also wrap my head around what happened last night. It was hard for me to figure out how I felt about him seeing the nightmares. I never wished for anyone to see what I went through. How he was not disgusted with me blew my mind, but I trusted that he was telling me the truth. If there was anyone that I could trust with knowing everything about me then it would be him. It
DANTE My mate was the full package – highly intelligent, strong, good bullshit meter, and all of that matched equally with her beauty, both of the soul and the body. I doubted that anyone else could have truly pinpointed everything about the blood spells the way that they did. ‘We need to get someone in here who has detailed knowledge of both magics. Only one comes to mind that I know personally. The witch friend of mine found her love and they had a beautiful daughter. I don’t know if the older two are still around, but I’m certain that the daughter would be helpful if we could find her.’ I stopped us from turning the corner and pushed her up against the wall, my arms boxing me in. I would wager to say that she would set anyone else on fire if they had done that to her without her consent. At least, that was what her eyes were telling me. ‘Do you remember her name? It might help us in finding her.’ I explained. ‘They let me name her Janina, which means ‘Precious Gift’ in our lan
ZIYAH I was nervous about our date tonight for two different reasons. One, I had never been on a date before. Casual hookups did not count as dates. Two, it was with my mate. It was a good kind of nervousness though. Dante had shown me what I meant to him each and every chance that he got. It was an honor to be mated with someone as amazing as him. There was still so much that we did not know about each other, but that did not change the truth. We had been paired together in the most intimate of ways. Not all Fae had fated bonds. Many times, Fae decided with whom to share their light, but there were times when fate chose the individuals. It was said that those individuals were paired together because only they could complete the destiny set before them. Who was I to argue such a fact? My great-grandparents were fated. I had not heard of Fae being fated to other species, but that did not make it impossible. Our mating just proved that. Here I was, dressed in a pair of skinny jeans a
To All of My Lovely Readers, First of all, I want to give you my deepest gratitude for your continued support with the Fated series and the Dark Moon series. There is still plenty of story to be told between the two. Dante and Ziyah were two of my favorite characters to write about because their lives were filled with so much pain, but it only made them stronger. The Goddess paired them together because they could truly understand and support what their mate had gone through. “Fated Power – Fated Destiny” is book three in the Fated Series, which is currently up now! It follows Kade, Elle, Dante, and Ziyah as we round out dealing with the Darkies and developing the Supernatural Council. It crosses over with “Design of Fate” – Book Two of the Dark Moon Series. That one follows Jackson and Imeela as we round out Brynn’s Vessel prophecy. Thank you,Shana AllenThe current and upcoming books include: Fated Series: “Fated Rejection – Fated Claim” (Complete)“Fated Soul – Fated Light”
There were a few different questions that had been asked over the course of the books within both series that had been released thus far. I figured that the best course of action was to answer a few of them here.-Q: What gods have been used throughout the books?A: The first one to be mentioned was Selene the Moon Goddess. “Fated Soul – Fated Light” introduces the three Fae gods – Ylonte, Danthali, and Slyersa. Ylonte was the god responsible for creating the Trelinin Protector lineage. The book also mentions Hecate – the goddess associated with magic. She was responsible for giving Selene the magic, which was given to her wolves in the form of gifts.Q: Why would Selene allow Elle to be harmed like she was?A: Even though Selene is a goddess, her interference within the lives of her creations has to be limited. Elle went through unimaginable trauma, but it made her into the fierce warrior that she became – the one who could and would stand against any threat to protect others. The t
SNEAK PEEK – “Fated Power – Fated Destiny” - ZIYAH I rocked my sweet baby girl in my arms after she finished eating. By the gods, I had never felt as content in all of my years as I did right now, holding one of our daughters in my arms. Blakely was an interesting mixture of her father and I. His black hair had natural white highlights in it. She also had his gorgeous blue eyes but had amethyst specks in them. Then she had my skin tone. She was absolutely perfect. She was the last one to feed this morning. Dante was giving me time to love on the triplets before we headed out. The time had finally come to deal with the Klarish clan. We spent weeks devising the perfect attack plan. Well, at least as close to perfect as possible. The clan had no qualms about playing dirty. There was also little known about their true strength when it came to the power amongst their people. As such, going to the castle would be a stupid idea. So, we had figured out the perfect way to lure them to us.
DANTE 100 years later – I leaned against the railing of the balcony, looking out over our amazing pack. Shadow Falls started out with just over a hundred people when we were still Shadow Creek. It grew to five thousand when our triplets took over. Now, our pack was triple even that. Each of our seven children took after their mother when it came to their passion and desire to become fucking badasses. Our triplets were exactly what this pack needed to flourish and become more of a force than our pack had ever been before. Every new set of leadership made us so fucking proud. Byron and I knew what it meant for us when we found out that our mate was Light Fae. Our lifespan would lengthen to that of the Fae. We would have a long life with Ziyah, but that did come at a cost as well. We outlived most of our family and friends. Goddess, it was so fucking hard to deal with. We learned how important it was to appreciate the good times, acknowledge the bad, but never take a single moment for
ZIYAH Twenty Years Later – “Momma, are you ready?” I turned around and saw my beautiful girls. Blakely and Grenza. By the gods, they have grown into amazing young women. I was so incredibly proud to be their mother. Blakely was our kindhearted spitfire who would go toe to toe with anyone in order to protect someone who needed it. Dante always teased her that she took after me because of that but also because she developed a combat magic soul skill as well. It was one reason why she headed the warrior and combat division of our pack and moonlighted when other packs or academies needed her expertise. Blakely’s skills were highly sought-after. She has had her own issues this year with a mate who recently made a mess of things the moment that the bond snapped into place. I was holding onto the hope that they would work things out. Fated bonds were not always easy in the beginning, but they were such a precious gift from the Goddess. Trust me when I tell you that Grant and Gabriel wer
ZIYAH Solana’s suite was locked up so tightly that nobody but her could enter it. Well, we will see about that. There was something that many people did not realize about setting magical locks like this. Any lock could be broken as long as something stronger acted as the key. It was the same way that I worked with the locks on the shifter at Alpha Peter’s pack when we went to save Ashton. Solana, despite having added outside power into her magic, still had far weaker magic than I did. Therefore, all I had to do was magically smash the locks. Dante watched me with morbid curiosity as I broke through each layer of defense. It only took about five minutes for her door to swing wide open. I flashed him a smirk and walked into the room. Honestly, I had never been in her space before because she and I had never gotten along once. She was older than me and held some stupid grudge because I put the time and effort into excelling at what I did. She just wanted prestige without all of the h
ZIYAH Two girls and a boy! I still could not wrap my head around that. I could not wait to hold them in my arms and show them how much they were loved. I had honestly given up hope of ever being a mother the moment that I woke up, chained to that concrete floor. It just proved that there was hope even in the most terrible of situations. “I was thinking that we could go somewhere special,” I told Dante with a mischievous grin. I had already planned on visiting Solana the moment that I knew that we would be coming to the estate. There were questions that I wanted and needed answers to. The only way I would be getting those was from her. We would be forced to deal with the Darkies sooner or later, so we needed all of the intel that we could get on them. Until I had escaped, I had only ever been in two rooms. Then I had always been blindfolded when I moved between the rooms. Solana would be our source of intel because she had visited there. I highly doubted that they would have treat
DANTE I had never really been a morning person until my mate became pregnant and began doing prenatal yoga each morning. The pack had quite a few pregnancies right now, so she started a morning class for all who were interested. There were over twenty. Each class gained at least one new participant. “Has anyone ever told you that you’re a creepy fucking stalker?” Chris asked, leaning along the railing next to me. “Yes, they have,” I said matter-of-factly. “However, if I’m one then so are you because your eyes haven’t left your mate.” He chuckled because he knew I was right. This class started because Ziyah needed to do it for our blobs, and she felt that it would be good for Charlene as well. After this class, we were heading over to the estate so that she could get checked out by the team there. We were curious about the genders, but it would be easiest done by the specialists. It did not matter to us what they were, but we were both the type who preferred to be as prepared as p
DANTE ‘Stop it, babe. It wasn’t your fault, and you shouldn’t feel guilty. He shot me because he did. It was his choice and wasn’t your fault. Your aura saved my life and saved our people from getting hurt by the fuckers that it knocked out. I wouldn’t have changed a single fucking thing.’ Her eyes met mine, and I saw the guilt lessen as my words washed through her. This was not her fault at all. I had never truly been able to understand what Kade had gone through when he was in front of those who had hurt my sister. Well, that was until I had experienced it with Ziyah. Now, I was able to understand the pull between destroying the threat and leaving said threat to experience the painful consequences of their actions. This fucker before us was one who hurt my mate. Byron was pissed. I was pissed. We both wanted his blood, but we also wanted his suffering. Our instincts quieted some when Ziyah had her cousin bring something that she had created. It did sound really fucking painful.