All Chapters of FATED TO HEAL: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

“There’s no way I’m meeting Cathrine,” Kieran said, his voice sharp as he clenched his fists. The tension in the room was suffocating. His words echoed off the stone walls, and for a moment, silence fell between them like a heavy weight.The priest stared at him with calm, knowing eyes. “I knew you wouldn’t do it,” he said softly, but there was a weight behind his words, as though he had expected this all along. He took a step closer, his gaze never wavering. “But I want you to know this—keep it at the back of your mind. Only Cathrine, the purest of heart, can save your father.”Kieran's jaw tightened. He took a deep breath, trying to push down the anger bubbling up inside him. How could the priest speak with such certainty?. He shook his head, the frustration evident in his voice. “I still don’t get how Cathrine will heal my father. I don’t understand how she’ll help him in any way. I mean, there’s a possibility she’s not even a wolf! She doesn’t have any powers, so tell me—how is s

"What?" Damian exclaimed, his voice echoing off the stone walls. His eyes blazed with fury as he slammed his fist onto the table. "How could you lose her?" His face contorted with rage, and he stood abruptly, glaring at Dennis. His Beta cowered, taking an involuntary step back."I-I'm sorry, Alpha," Dennis stammered, his heart racing in his chest. He wiped his sweaty palms on his trousers, trying to steady himself. "She hasn’t been steady yet. I’ve been tracking her, but she’s unpredictable. I’ll find her, but it will take a week or two," he added, his voice trembling."A week or two?" Damian's eyes narrowed, his hands curling into fists by his sides. "That’s too much time!" he spat, stepping closer to Dennis, who shrunk under the intensity of his Alpha’s gaze. "I have to find that Cathrine, that Null Wolf, and end her before she becomes too powerful and ends me." His voice dripped with malice, and the air around them seemed to grow colder.Dennis gulped, his throat dry. "I’m sorry, A

Just as Cathrine’s unease grew deeper, she felt a sudden, unexpected tap on her back. Her breath caught in her throat as her heart raced, and she spun around, startled. Her mind was already racing with the worst possibilities, wondering who could be behind her in this unfamiliar place. When her eyes finally landed on the person standing there, her shock was undeniable.The King's son."Hi," the man said with a calm, almost casual smile, as if he hadn’t just given her the fright of her life.Cathrine blinked, trying to steady her breathing, her hand pressed to her chest. "Hi," she responded after a beat, her voice shaky as she exhaled slowly, relieved it wasn't anyone dangerous. She couldn’t help the small laugh that escaped her, more from nerves than anything. "You startled me.""Sorry about that," he replied, his tone apologetic but lighthearted. "I'm Dylan. We saw each other earlier."Dylan. The name hit her like a wave as she remembered catching a glimpse of him when they had arriv

Cathrine’s footsteps echoed in the dark as she approached them, her eyes glowing, burning with a rage that couldn’t be contained. Her body moved with purpose, each step filled with the promise of destruction.One of the men, clearly the bravest or the most foolish of the group, raised his gun, aiming directly at her. His finger barely touched the trigger when Cathrine blurred into motion. In a heartbeat, she closed the distance between them, grabbing the gun from his hands and crushing it as if it were made of plastic. The man’s eyes widened in shock, disbelief etched on his face. He hadn’t even had time to process what happened before her fist connected with his jaw. The force of the blow sent him stumbling backward, his balance lost as he crashed to the ground.The other men stood frozen for a moment, shock rippling through them like a wave. But shock quickly turned to anger. They charged at her, their expressions twisted in fury, but it was a mistake. These men didn’t stand a chanc

“Interesting. So, who’s this wolf you say was spotted at the warehouse?” Orchard’s voice was calm, yet a glint of intrigue sparkled in his eyes as he turned to Dylan. The tension in the room was thick, and everyone seemed to lean in slightly, awaiting the response.“His name is Luca,” Dylan replied. “And… he’s in the palace.”Orchard’s expression shifted, his lips pressing into a thin line. He wasted no time, turning to face two guards who stood stationed nearby, their faces tense and alert.“Go find him,” Orchard ordered, his tone hard and unforgiving. “Dylan, you’ll show them exactly where this wolf is hiding. Catch him. Bring him to me—alive.” The last word echoed through the room, cold and sharp. The guards nodded, a flicker of determination in their eyes as they followed Dylan.*************Meanwhile, Luca sat silently, his eyes fixed on the bathroom door as he waited for Cathrine. The minutes stretched out like hours, each one slower than the last. He could hear the faint sound