All Chapters of Fated to my Stepbrother's Mate: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Felise's POV Malia and I were excitedly on our way to the rugby field, excited to support our school team for the most awaited match of the season. The sun was shining brightly above us, and the cool breeze felt refreshing on our skin. We walked side by side, talking about our plans for the weekend, unaware of what was about to happen. Suddenly, my phone vibrated in my pocket, and I felt it ringing in my hand. I looked down at the screen of my phone and saw an unknown number. "Is everything all right, Felise?" Malia asked while glancing at the screen of my phone. But I quickly canceled the call. "Aren't you supposed to answer that?" "Yeah, I'm fine. Just a prank call I guess." I shrugged her and continued walking to the field. "Do you think it has something to do with the stalker?" Malia curiously asked. My heart started racing as I remembered the weird text messages that I had received recently. It was either from a stalker or from the rogue wolves

As soon as Razel and I parted ways, I was left with a sinking feeling in my chest. The meeting with the rogue wolves was nothing but a failure and they managed to slip away once again. My wolf could feel my anxiety building up inside me with each passing moment. And my heart was racing and I could hardly breathe. I must calm down but I just couldn't. I made my way back to my apartment. As I stepped inside, I collapsed onto the bed, my body feeling heavy and exhausted. My wolf let out a deep sigh and closed my eyes, trying to clear my mind. But it seemed like the harder I tried, the more my thoughts raced. My heart, mind, and conscience could not stop thinking about Ezra. He had disappeared for almost a week already, and yet we still hadn't been able to track him down. He was my savior in my times of darkness. And now, he was gone. My wolf missed him terribly, and my wolf howled in despair, desperate to find him. Then I sat up on the bed, my hands trembling as

Razel and his mom were sitting on the couch in the living room. Both of them are looking tired, exhausted, and worried. He took a deep breath and started talking, "Mom, I wanted to talk to you about Ethan. We both know he hasn't visited or responded to our texts and calls, and I have been really worried about him." Ezra's mom looked at Razel with a sad expression and nods her head. "Yes, I have been worried too. I don't understand why he would suddenly cut off all contact with us." Razel paused for a moment before continuing, "Mom, there is something we need to tell you. Something that we believed you might like to hear." She looked at him, confused. "What do you mean by that? Is he sick? Did something happen to him?" Razel nodded his head, "We believed that... No, we have CCTV footage that proved some rogue wolves kidnapped him. And I'm afraid we are running out of time." His mom's face turned from confusion to terror, "Oh my!" she exclaimed. Her tears began p

As we gathered around the dock, the sun beamed down on us, filling us with excitement and anticipation. Razel, captain of the rugby team, approached me with a grin on his face. "I can't wait to explore the island with you all!" he exclaimed. I forced a smile and nodded, but my mind was elsewhere. I couldn't shake the thought that we were on a mission to find Razel's brother, Ezra, who had been missing for weeks. I had been the one to uncover the last piece of information about his whereabouts, and now we were heading to the island he was rumored to be on. The rest of the team seemed oblivious to our true goal, laughing and joking as we boarded the boat. As we sailed towards the island, I couldn't help but feel restless. Razel sensed my unease and put a reassuring hand on my shoulder. "We'll find him, don't worry," he whispered. I nodded, grateful for his reassurance. The journey itself was filled with laughter, music, and plenty of drinks. Everyone eagerly awaited our arrival on the

"Please, STOP!" my voice sounded like a yell to my ears but it barely made a sound when I, myself, was racing with my last breath. I tried to move my feet or at least crawl closer to Ezra and Razel but the more I move my wolf, the more excruciating pain my wolf felt inside me. The night air was thick with the scent of blood and sweat as Ezra, Razel, and I lay on the ground, our bodies battered and broken after our fight with the werewolf alpha and his pack. I could feel my heartbeat racing, my breaths coming in shallow gasps as I tried to push myself up, only to be shoved back down by one of the wolves. Then I glanced over at Ezra and Razel again, their chests rising and falling shallowly as they struggled to hold onto their fading life forces. Also, I could feel my own strength draining away, my vision clouding as I fought to stay conscious. Suddenly, I heard a voice flicker in my ears, the words feeling like they were inside my head. I looked around, but I saw n