All Chapters of Forced Marriage, Fated Mate: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

FEDORA’S POVThe days that followed were a tumultuous mix of emotions and determination. The conversation I had overheard echoed in my mind, a constant reminder that I have been living a lie. I really thought that he is changing but I was wrong.A person like him can never change.But that also made me resolute in my decision – I would not let Lorcan's words define my worth, and I would prove to myself and to him that I was more than a mere vessel for his desires. But I don’t know for how long or how many times I will have to do it.The cycle of adversity was a familiar one – a constant struggle against societal norms and expectations that sought to confine and limit. I had faced similar obstacles before, and this time would be no different. I refused to be confined to a predetermined role, to be reduced to a stereotype that negated my ambitions and aspirations.This was the same in my previous pack and nothing has changes in this pack as well.With a renewed sense of purpose, I decid

FEDORA’S POVAs I made my way back, my thoughts swirled with the weight of the revelations I had uncovered. The intricate tapestry of Lorcan's history had been unraveled, exposing the hidden threads of emotions and desires that had shaped our present. Yet, amidst the turmoil, a familiar face emerged, offering a temporary respite from the complexities that surrounded us.It was Zero, the enigmatic rogue, surrounded by a group of young wolves, their injuries a stark reminder of the dangers that lurked in the world beyond our pack's borders. Without hesitation, I joined him in his efforts, driven by a sense of purpose that extended beyond my role as Luna. As a doctor, my instinct to heal and protect surged to the forefront, and I found solace in the distraction these injured young wolves provided.The wounds we tended were physical, but beneath the surface lay a shared understanding – a silent acknowledgment of the compassion that bound us in that moment. Zero didn't glance my way, didn'

FEDORA’S POVThe first rays of dawn filtered through the curtains, casting a soft glow over the room. I stirred in the embrace of Lorcan's arms, a bittersweet reminder of the turmoil that had plagued our relationship. With a resigned sigh, I gently extricated myself from his hold, careful not to disturb his slumber.My heart felt heavy as I moved away, each step a silent proclamation of my determination to create space between us. The fight from the previous night lingered in the air like a stubborn cloud, a reminder of the fractures that had formed in the foundation of our bond.A quiet resolve settled within me as I got out of bed, my movements purposeful as I made my way to a separate room for a quick shower. The water cascaded over me, washing away the residue of yesterday's emotions, cleansing my spirit of the doubts and uncertainties that had taken root.Dressed and ready for the day, I paused for a moment to leave a note for Lorcan. My words were simple yet laden with a quiet s

LORCAN’S POVA surge of unease coursed through my veins, an unsettling feeling that tightened its grip as I observed Fedora engaged in animated conversation with a stranger. My steps were measured, calculated, as I approached the duo, the weight of uncertainty pressing upon me.The laughter that danced between them was a melody that fueled the flames of my rising suspicion. My mate, the woman who held a cherished place in my life now, was sharing moments with a rogue – a stranger whose intentions were shrouded in the fog of the unknown.My pulse quickened, each beat resonating with a sense of urgency as I attempted to discern the nature of their interaction. My mind raced, a whirlwind of questions and doubts that threatened to consume my thoughts. Why was she engaged in such camaraderie with a rogue? Had her absence, her recent behavior, been driven by a clandestine connection that had remained hidden from my perception?I concealed myself, an observer in the shadows, as I sought to u

FEDORA’S POVThe air crackled with tension as I swiftly signalled Zero to flee, his retreating figure a bittersweet relief amidst the chaos. With every step he took, my heart clenched with a mixture of worry and gratitude – worry for his safety and gratitude for his swift compliance. I couldn't afford to let him become entangled in the tempest that was brewing between Lorcan and me.In an act of desperate defiance, I sank my teeth into Lorcan's hand, the pain serving as a temporary distraction that allowed Zero to slip away. The mixture of my anger and my wolf's fierce resolve surged through me, lending strength to my actions. Lorcan's grip faltered as a sharp cry of pain escaped him, his hand released from my bruising hold.But as I stepped away, the storm of Lorcan's fury raged anew. His accusing words pierced the air, the weight of his anger a palpable force that left me feeling trapped and vulnerable. My actions, a desperate attempt to protect Zero and diffuse the situation, were