Fated Mates, Forbidden Love のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 101 - チャプター 110

Alexis Snoozing my alarm for the fifth time that morning I threw myself on the bed and stared blankly at the wall. Today was Monday. I was expected to put on a happy face, pretend like all was well and head back to school. A pang of hurting sadness coursed through me. My energy level was damn low to get off the bed and left to me, I'd have stayed back for a week or two. My dad and Katana knew something was off, asking what was wrong, but I assured them I was fine. And Craig, damn him, whom I thought was everything good in my world ended up a terrific liar and manipulator. His betrayal hurt like a stab wound and didn't help that I was going back to Brook Stones to face him. Maybe the moon goddess destined me to go through bout after bout of bad luck. Zipping my backpack with slow and deliberate movements, I avoided thinking about my tales of woe. "Alexis, breakfast is ready," Katana called from downstairs. On my way to the kitchen, I hesitated on the staircase, hearin

Alexis The sun set over Serenity Island, casting an orange glow over the sky. With half-lidded eyes and a deliberate attempt to not be disturbed by Beverly's stunt, I stood at the edge of the beach. I felt out of sorts after putting her in her place. On one hand, I was satisfied that I shut her up because her excesses were becoming too much. On the other hand, I hated that my own sister and I could never stop fighting. A group of baby sea turtles made their way to the ocean and I watched them with a smile on my face. Taylor was learning to surf with Westin. The stubborn fools were always in each other's company, fighting. Sighing, I sat in the sun, remembering Craig's shirtless body and how hot and flustered he made me feel. He was so good-looking, a beautiful male whose body radiated a raw and primal strength that drew me in. I groaned into my hand, needing to stop thinking about him and clear my mind of this stupid crush I had on him. I enjoyed the waves crashing against th

Craig Whenever I visit home, my nanny never fails to pump me up with food, fruits, and lots of greens. I don't know if she’s trying to kill me with food, but she makes sure to dish out a sizable amount of food and watch me finish it. "Eat up. You need all the iron you can get," she said, sitting opposite me and sipping her ginger tea. I groaned but I knew better than to argue. "Yes, captain. Just so you know, I'm not eating this because I want to, but because you're forcing me. That reminds me, my friends are coming over later in the evening. You need to cook up a storm." My nanny rolled her eyes. She wasn't a fan of my friends. To be fair, she wasn't a fan of anyone except me. While I was rounding up my lunch, I heard my nanny and the chauffeur, Dimitri arguing as usual and headed to the living room to watch them because my nanny often used the most profane, old-school rejoinders like lackey dog, wanker, and baloney to insult the poor guy and in turn, Dimitri called her flanne

Alexis Monday came in a hurry, and my dad took Beverly and me to school. We maneuvered through the multi-lane traffic, trying to beat the rush hour. Sipping my coffee, I gazed out of the window while Beverly remained engrossed in her phone. "Beverly, I'm going to give your medication to the school nurse, and you must remember to take it every day. Don't expect me to heap out chunks of money for your modeling career if you won't take care of your health," my dad warned. Beverly grumbled and I looked away. "Remember what I said, girls. No more quarreling. It's time to behave yourselves and act like the responsible young women you're becoming," Dad reminded us sternly. "Dad, siblings fight," I said softly. "Don't expect us to be all cuddly if we have unresolved issues." "What issues are you talking about? Why can't you tell me?" "We're not having any issues," Beverly replied, opening her side of the car door to step out. I gave Dad a small smile. "Don't worry. At the right time,

Alexis Later that evening, when everyone gathered at the stadium, I saw Beverly trying hard to get Craig’s attention. Despite the jealous snake of envy that hissed in my heart, I didn't make any move. Laughter and excitement filled the air as werewolves and vampires prepared for a running match. When Craig's gaze met mine, he broke into a smile, beckoning for me to join him, but I shook my head. Tara insisted on running with the boys and even went to the coach to plead her case. Beverly turned around when Craig was signaling that I join him. Her face morphed into an ugly frown and I lowered my hoodie, not in the mood for any drama. The whistle blew, marking the start of the race. The atmosphere became electric as factions admired and cheered for their own. Craig shouted my name, urging me to come down. I rolled my eyes, aware of his persistence, but the lack of space prevented him from coming to me. "Excuse me," I said politely, to the people beside me and climbed down the b