All Chapters of Bound by Blind Fate: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

"What did you do? Why did he reject you?" "Why are you assuming that it's something I did?" "LC, Soph's an angel. That moron didn't even wait for her. He mated with someone else and already has kids" Reagan defends me. But when it comes to LC, words go in one ear and exit the other. It's like her brain has a filter. She only accepts the things she wants. The rest vanish into thin air. "He's your mate. It doesn't matter who the other woman is. She should step aside now that you found each other" "Didn't you hear the part where he has two kids?" "It's the twenty-first century, Sophia. Ever heard of co-parenting?" She'd do that. It wouldn't matter if she's breaking up a family or not. LC would demand he leaves them for her. Funny thing is, she didn't use to be like this. Once upon a time, she was the most loving and caring mother and mate. I remember a time when she wasn't such a bitch. When she had feelings and cared about other people. I guess my fathe

I pop my eyes open and stare at the ceiling. Focusing on the light bulb because my mind is blank. There's nothing. No thoughts of anything or anyone. Even my wolf is almost non-existent. A fly buzzes above my face and I settle for watching it. What does it feel like to float around in the air? Do flies have thoughts? Like do they understand each other the way humans do? How did it get in here anyway? I'm sure the window is closed and I used a net to cover the vents so I could keep out lizards and spiders and anything that crawls through there. Fucking insects. Tired of the buzzing sound coming from the fly, I time it. My eyes track its movements and when it's close enough, slap it. The action requires me to lift my head from the pillow and just as I go to lie back down, everything comes rushing back. I jerk upright. "What the fuck?" How did I get home? The last thing I remember is Reagan suggesting we go home. There was a voice in my head agreeing with her. I know for a fact it wasn'

Sweat trickles down my hairline, back, and the valley between my breasts. I spent the last hour running because my wolf is hiding. She's still hurting from Fred's rejection. As much as I hate to admit it, LC was right. Saying the words isn't the end. A week after rejecting each other, my wolf became depressed. Which means I am also depressed. Negative thoughts have been popping out of nowhere. All of a sudden, I'd wonder if I wasn't pretty enough for Fred. Then I'd start thinking about his mate and how she looks. If she's better than me. More than once, I've caught myself on the way out to go looking for him and ask him that. He showed me a picture of his children but not her. Judging by how beautiful they were, I'd say she's pretty. But Nova just told me the other day that he would leave his fated for me. Why couldn't Fred leave his chosen for me? Was LC right? Should I hunt them down and break them up so we can all be miserable? Will that make me happy? It's thoughts like these tha

Past I'm an almost eighteen-year-old virgin and Walter thinks it's time I get some experience under my belt since I'm about to shift. His argument was that it would be embarrassing if I met my mate and didn't know what to do with her. Being blind doesn't mean I'm inexperienced in other areas. But he's my older brother and I know he only wants to help. Out of everyone, only Walter and Dad don't treat me like a disabled person. They don't feel sorry for me or whisper behind my back the way others do. I think the rest of the pack doesn't understand that my other senses work just fine. Maybe a bit too fine if you asked me. Especially my hearing. I could be sitting in the pack house but hear a conversation that's going on at the other end of the territory. Compared to humans, wolves have advanced abilities but our sense of smell is the sharpest. In my case, I've come to realize that every other sense is better than even my father's. Walter once told me that maybe i

"Why? What's wrong?" "I just... I can't be here, Hector. Please turn..." Someone knocks on his window, cutting me off. Hector rolls it down. I half expect to find Kaden standing there but I remind myself that he's blind. He won't receive visitors. Besides, the pack members won't let him do anything. He's probably screwing his mate in that cabin or in their house. Or maybe he's trying to put their pups to sleep. Bile rises up my throat, and I struggle to swallow it down, blinking against the tears that are threatening to spill out. This is so much worse than mating with Logan. I'd rather go back and do it than hide out here. "I'll have some guys unload the cargo. Come with me. We prepared a room for you. I bet you'd both kill to lie on a bed" "You have no idea" Hector pushes his door open and gets out while I continue to sit there, frozen, my insides twisted into knots. Images of Kaden kissing his mate pass through my mind. The both of them walking hand in hand with a little girl