All Chapters of Fated Soul - Fated Light: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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

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

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

ZIYAH “I can walk,” I mumbled sleepily. Never had I felt so sated and relaxed as I did in this moment. Mating with him was the most incredible experience of my entire life. There was a small part of me that worried that the act itself might trigger memories, but that did not happen because it was Dante. Focusing on him got me through everything, and I was incredibly thankful that it was very possible to mate with him. My exhaustion was due to the two rounds of it and four orgasms tonight. Dante certainly knew how to give me insane pleasure. “I know you can, but I’m enjoying having you in my arms. Let me take care you, babe.” He nuzzled my neck where he marked me. I kissed his chest and snuggled in even more. It was really sweet that he wanted to take care of me and was something that I had not experienced since I was a child. I had always been extremely independent and rarely relied on others for something that I could do myself. It was different with Dante though. He wanted to ta

ZIYAH I was unsure how I had kept myself composed enough to get the three bastards to the cells was beyond me. However, I felt myself slipping and knew that I had to get away from them before I broke down. Dante had found me in the shower and just held me while Byron purred at me. They were both comforting me. They had both been amazing pillars of support and strength for me since the day that I woke up in the hospital. I knew that they would be fine with me talking to them about what happened, but I had the urge to speak with Elle. So, I was glad that she agreed to meet up. It was not far to get to their pack, a mere ten-minute drive. I was not certain what to expect Nightshade to be like, but it was easy to see that it would be nearly impossible to penetrate with all of the security. Dante had explained that Nightshade was a sanctuary for gifted wolves, and as such it was imperative that they had heightened security. He also explained that packs sometimes launched attacks agains