All Chapters of Fated Mates, Forbidden Love : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Katana: I knew turning eighteen wasn't worth celebrating because unlike others, I wasn't destined to live a regular life. The golden age should have been a big deal and throw me into new world of mating, love and motherhood. Unfortunately, we were one of the "moon goddess's mistakes of creation," according to my mum. So I longed for something else, freedom from hardship. Being an omega and ranked at the bottom of society, wasn't a joke. Separated from the rest of the pack, we grew up outside the border, where I never had the chance to live in a real house, eat three meals a day, or even enjoy the privacy of my room. That's why I agreed to go with my friends when they suggested we have fun in the Wild Oaks, a forbidden forest located west of the border; the same location where the sun god allegedly broke the moon goddess heart. Mortals were barred from entering the Wild Oaks for fear of the moon goddess's wrath. My instincts warned me against it, but my friends were determined to

Katana When Alpha Damien asked me to leave, my heart somersaulted within my chest, causing me to gasp in fear. Firstly, never in my wildest imagination did I think the moon goddess would pair me with an Alpha, especially not one who seemed at ease watching his mate die. Knowing that he wasn't going to help me, I leaned against the wall for dear life, my trembling hands wrapped tightly around my stomach as tears fell down my cheeks at an unbearable speed. A cold breeze swept through my skin and I shuddered violently, wrapping both of my arms securely around myself. Even if the moon goddess walked into this warehouse and went on her knees, begging the Alpha, I was certain he would never agree to mark me With the last of my strength, I moved slowly through the aisles between the rows of shelves, heading towards the exit. But my wolf screamed hoarsely at me. "Have you lost your goddamn mind! Go back to your mate and beg for your life!'" I almost laughed at the irony. What mate

Katana's POV My body heat was enough to boil the pillow on the hospital bed. Shivering and dying from the unbearable pain of the angry red sores that covered my body including my tongue, I wanted peace. The medication and antibiotics made my vision blurry. Every movement felt like my skin was scraped raw and I couldn't breathe right through my nose without feeling immense pain. Shifting was impossible because my wolf was dying within me. We were trapped in this hell, at the mercy of these wretched sores that mocked me with their stubborn refusal to heal. "We're doing everything we can," the pack doctor's voice snapped at my mom. "Don't blame the hospital when she eventually dies" I wanted to yell at him for making my mum cry. The sadist didn't even wish me well, but I couldn't move my lips. I shut my eyes instead, begging for the pain to end. Physically and emotionally drained, I wasn't sure how much longer I could take. When the alpha brought me to the hospital, my tongue strug

Katana's POV Damien's car kicked up a dusty whirlwind, the exhaust shadowing behind, and a coolness ran down my backbone. My mum, in a panic, pinched her eyes shut and opened them. We exchanged silent looks watching the Alpha's car drive down the road, and gradually disappeared into the distance. "I'm not sure what to make of Damien's behavior," Mom trailed off, pulling on her scarf. "Do you think we're in trouble?" I shrugged, picking a smooth rock. "I don't know, Mum, but I have a feeling he's blaming me for his aunt's death, which is shocking, right?" My mum lowered her voice to a whisper. "What if it's true? Maybe your blood…" I flinched, uncomfortable with her statement. "She was sick when we came in, Mum. I can't believe you are agreeing with that foolish assumption," I grumbled, breathing out to calm my nerves. "You should be glad that I made it out alive and safe. Can we head to the tent?" My mum shot me a nasty look, shaking her hand in displeasure. "Child, you stink o

Damien We gathered around Aunt Hera's final resting place, with a dark cloud of sorrow hanging above us. The cemetery was so quiet, with only the rustling of leaves in the wind and occasional mournful sniffles. I stood at the front of the grave, feeling lost and alone. It was upsetting to see Aunt Hera inside the casket, lifeless. We each held bunches of flowers as we stood in silence, paying our final respects. Penelope, Aunt Hera's adopted daughter, wept uncontrollably. I wrapped an arm around her, trying to comfort her as best I could. The mourners were gloomy. Leo, Isadora, and Anysia stood beside me. Xena and her husband held each other, with Xena sniffing into her handkerchief. My heart ached with grief. I remembered all the good times I had with Aunt Hera – her warm smile and infectious laugh, her meals that filled me, and her words of encouragement. "Being an Alpha is a giant responsibility," she'd always say. "Always remember to keep your friends close and your enemies