Lahat ng Kabanata ng Fated to my Alpha Professor: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

SORAYAXaden stood there, casually leaning against his car like he hadn’t turned my entire world upside down. The sight of him made my stomach burn. His arms were crossed over his chest. The morning light slashed across his face, cutting sharp angles on his jaw. His gaze pierced mine, making my throat squeeze together. I swallowed hard, feeling dryness scrape down my throat. My mouth felt parched, my lips tight. He wore a blue shirt and white pants, looking like he just stepped out of a country club. The outfit gave him a preppy, put-together look that screamed old money.Why did he have to look so damn good? Why did he have to make me feel like this, even now? I hated the way my body reacted without my permission, my pulse quickening, my chest tightening. There was this flutter in my chest. And his gaze made my skin feel warm and fuzzy. But I shouldn't feel this way. I couldn't.I wanted to flee, to turn around, run back into the house, hide away from these feelings, from him. But my

XADENI couldn't let it happen. This was my mate. How could I let her be with another man when she was supposed to be mine. I knew this was hurting her. But it had to happen. The thought of Jeremy married to her… She'd be his in name and he'd have rights to her body. She’d spend her nights in his bed, his ring on her delicate finger, his hands on her porcelain skin…“Fine,” I snapped, harsher than intended. She flinched but I couldn't hold back anymore— it was hard to stop a rushing dam once it's been broken. “If that's how you want to play it, Soraya, then you've forced my hand.” I bit out the remaining words, my voice ice-cold and detached— the calm facade I'd carefully built had begun to crack. “I'll have my people draw up a petition for the council. I will ensure your so-called wedding is postponed, and eventually canceled. And Jeremy can definitely expect a summons from the council soon enough.” I wasn’t going to let that marriage happen. No matter how much she thought it was so

SORAYAI stared at the words, the ink smudged by my tears. It was far from enough. It didn't say how much he meant to me or explain how grateful I was to him for… well, everything. But what more could I say? Nothing. Nothing could make this right or possibly soften the blow of what I was about to do. My heart was heavy as I slipped off the cold metal of my engagement ring, leaving it next to the note— a final heartbreaking gesture of the life I was giving up. With a wracking sob I went back upstairs. I grabbed my single bag and took a deep breath, ensuring all of the tears on my face were gone before I stepped outside, holding Kaylee close to me. The sun was setting, casting long shadows across the yard.And there he was. Xaden. Leaning against the car in— the smug smile plastered on his face only deepened my resentment. How could he stand there so calmly after everything he had done?“Is that all?” he asked casually, his eyes flicking to the small bag in my hand.I bit back the urge

SORAYAHaving to settle into a new and foreign home had me feeling out of place. It was undeniably spacious, much more so than Jeremy's smaller place. But I preferred to think of Jeremy's place as cozy, and I’d come to love it over the past two years. No matter how nice Xaden's place was, I wasn't used to it. It wasn't home.And Xaden… being in his space again after all this time brought a wave of emotions I wasn't prepared for. I didn't know what to expect from him. My mind raced, tangling in a web of conflicting thoughts: Did he really not know I’d been in his office that day? The surrogacy contract… the threat of taking my child away… Had he really not planned to force me into any of that? My chest tightened, a hard knot forming beneath my ribs. Had I been wrong about everything all along? It all began to seem so clear, and more doubt crept in— pressing itself painfully against my chest. What if I’d been wrong about him? That would mean…No.I refused to think down that path. E

XADENMy gaze fixed on the divorce papers spread out on the table before me, the words blurring— after two years of staring at the same lines for what felt like the millionth time.I probably had it memorized by now— every sentence a reminder of the nightmare I had been trapped in— a marriage without any semblance of love or happiness; formed out of convenience and solely held together by Celeste’s desperation. And Celeste had never signed them. Every time, she’d waved them off, her excuse being the same: "You haven’t found your mate yet, you're going to be an Alpha without a wife?" And she always seemed to take delight in pointing out that it was the only prerequisite for a divorce, in the marriage contract we'd signed.But now, the relief I had been chasing for so long was within reach. I had found my mate— two years ago, in fact— and it was time for this charade to end. I couldn't hold back anymore. I needed to be with Soraya. I needed to be with my daughter.When I got to the ho