All Chapters of Design of Fate: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

IMEELAI dove into the water and quickly moved underneath a rock outcropping. It was perfect to shield me from the bounty hunter that was on my trail.He would not be able to follow my scent because of my ability to mask it. Would it not be great if it could last all day and night? Sadly, that was not the case. It only worked for about twenty minutes at a time. Imagine that there was a meter showing how much ability was left. Once it reached empty, it had to be refueled. That took about two hours, so this was an ability that I tried to reserve for emergencies. Case in point, right now.He let out a frustrated growl when he was standing on the outcropping ledge. I pushed away my amusement of the fact that he apparently hated me for losing my trail. He was not the first vampire that I had evaded and would not be the last.“I’ll not be back tonight,” a deep voice said from above. “No, everything is not okay. I lost her trail, and you know what that means. I’m going to head back to town be

JACKSON The men’s heads snapped towards me, so she took that opportunity to slice the guy that was right next to her and move backwards further away from them all. Her eyes met mine and widened. Then they turned back to the three bastards around her, focusing on the immediate threat. We quickly slid down the slope. I shot forward the moment that my feet hit the ground. Adrenaline pumped through my veins, propelling me towards the bastard who dared to utter a single word to my mate. His attention was solely on me, which was good because I would make sure that he learned the painful consequences that anyone who tried to hurt her would learn. It did not matter that I did not even know her name. It did not matter that I had not even gotten a good look at her yet. The moment that I realized she was mine was the moment that I had vowed to protect her as such. He was faster than me because of his vampire abilities, but that did not mean he was superior. If Brynn had taught me anything th

JACKSONImeela. The name sounded like a prayer whether it was thought or uttered from my lips.Imeela was the mate that I met two days ago when she was being attacked by a group of vampires. She had held her own very well until the time came when we were permitted to interfere.Brynn had gotten me out of bed for a road trip but would not tell me where we were going. Luckily, she had the forethought to bring warriors with us. Then I came to find out that she had been having visions of my mate but did not tell me because she knew how hard it would be for me to hear about her but did not know where she was or if she was okay. And she had been right, so I would give her a pass on that.Goddess, Imeela fought them like a lethal assassin. You could tell that she was an experienced fighter. Not only was she deadly, but she was fucking gorgeous too. The most intense hazel eyes, high cheekbones, and full lips. She was underweight from not getting enough food for whatever reason. I did not know

JACKSON Zeus and I were thankful that she was willing to stay here. That we would not have to worry for her safety outside of this pack. Just the thought of something happening to her was enough to twist us up inside. I knew that she did not have much at all and would need clothes, toiletries, and personal items. Here was the issue with that though – convincing her to let me help with it. I could tell that she was an extremely independent person, which was something that I highly respected, but I knew that it would be next to impossible to convince her unless I was able to make it appeal to her independent nature so that it was not seen as a handout or me saying it was my obligation as her mate. Thus, I decided to make it about a trade instead. Essentially, we would be getting the things that she wanted and needed. In return, she would help train me with her incredible fighting skills. She was hesitant to accept it at first, but the logical side of her mind must have pointed out the

JACKSON A scream ripped me from sleep, causing my heart to pound violently against my chest. My eyes swept the room, looking for any sign of danger. I jumped out of bed when I heard her scream again and made my way to her door. I took a deep breath and knocked on her door. Zeus was just as antsy as I was because our mate was distressed, but we were not certain what the best course of action would be. Hearing her heartbreaking sobs made my decision for me. She could be pissed off at me all she wanted to, but I could not just stand back and ignore her pain. I turned the doorknob, thankful that it was not locked, and slowly pushed the door open. Her body was tangled up in her bedding, showing just how restless she was. The tear stains on her face pained me too. She thrashed back and forth, begging and pleading for someone to forgive her. Goddess, her pain pushed out from her, making my own eyes water. Was this what she always dealt with on her own? I needed to figure out the diffe