All Chapters of FATED TO HEAL: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Just then, I heard footsteps behind me. My heart skipped, and I spun around, unsure what to expect. My breath caught as Drake stepped into view.“Drake!” I exclaimed, relief washing over me like a tidal wave. I bolted toward him, throwing my arms around his sturdy frame. His warmth was a small comfort in this chaos.“How are my kids?” I blurted, gripping his arms as if to anchor myself. “Are they fine? Are they safe?”Drake nodded, his face grave but steady. “They’re safe. I promise you—they’re safe.”His words steadied my racing heart, but only for a moment. “What about Maximoff?” I asked, my voice trembling. “Is he okay?”Drake hesitated. He dropped his gaze, his silence louder than any answer. “Follow me,” he said at last, his tone low and heavy.A knot formed in my chest. “Drake…” My voice broke. Tears blurred my vision. “Tell me he’s okay.”“I can’t,” he said, his words sharp and final. “You’ll have to see for yourself.”Drake turned and started walking. I stood frozen, glancing

I stared at Kyle in shock, my heart pounding in my chest. This was the last thing I had expected. To discover that Kyle had been the Alpha all along was overwhelming enough, but everything that followed felt like a blur, almost dreamlike.The crowd that had gathered around us held their breath, waiting for my response. My palms were clammy, and shame pricked at my skin like needles. I felt small under their judgmental stares.“I can’t accept Kyle’s offer,” I thought, struggling to keep my composure. “Even though he’s kind and has always been there, my heart belongs to Luca. He’s the father of my child. But if I reject Kyle in front of everyone, it’ll only make things worse between us.”Closing my eyes to block out the sea of faces, I took a deep breath. My answer came out clear and steady, though it felt like a weight pressing against my chest.“No,” I said firmly, my voice cutting through the silence. “I can’t marry you.”The murmurs from the crowd grew louder, filling the hall like

The huge gates of the Moonlight Pack Kingdom groaned as they swung open. Their sheer weight sent a low rumble through the ground beneath my feet. I stepped out, the cool air of freedom brushing against my face.Once I was outside, I mounted my horse, the leather saddle creaking under my weight. Kyle remained behind, still within the safety of the gates, flanked by his ever-present guards.He smiled faintly at me, his expression unreadable. I gave him a curt nod before pulling the reins and urging my horse forward.I didn’t look back.The path stretched out before me, long and unyielding. There was no rest, no time to stop. Every moment wasted was another moment closer to destruction. Kingdom after kingdom awaited me, their leaders and armies the only hope of stopping what was to come.The next kingdom on my journey was Kree—a distant human kingdom surrounded by mystery and whispers. The name alone was enough to stir unease, but I couldn’t afford to hesitate.The hours blurred into a r

The King of the Skull Kingdom stood tall as I turned to leave, his words still ringing in my ears. His promise of support felt like a double-edged sword, sharp and unforgiving. It was a step forward, but not nearly enough to bring me comfort.I glanced back one last time before stepping into the wilderness. My chest felt tight, my breaths shallow. His parting words gnawed at me like an insistent echo: "They won't make it easy for you, Cathrine. Be ready to face anything ."The forest welcomed me with shadows and whispers. Daylight blurred into twilight, and twilight into an oppressive darkness. Each step forward was a test of endurance, the rough terrain tugging at my boots and pulling at my resolve. The air was sharp, almost biting, carrying the faint cries of unseen predators. My senses stayed on high alert, the slightest rustle of leaves enough to make my muscles tense.The attack came without warning, a blur of motion and guttural growls breaking the fragile silence. My instincts

The grip I had on Scar’s neck loosened slightly as I stared into his wide, terrified eyes. His lips quivered, and his hands trembled against mine, clutching at my wrist in a desperate attempt—not to fight back but to plead for mercy.“P-please don’t,” he stammered, his voice cracking under the weight of fear. “Please don’t hurt me. I’ll do whatever you say.”I arched a brow, disbelief flooding through me. His words were desperate but lacked conviction. Could I trust him to follow through? I leaned in slightly, my voice dropping to a cold whisper. “You’ll do as I say?”He nodded frantically, his head bobbing like a marionette. “Yes, yes! Just… let me live.”For a moment, the room was silent, save for his ragged breaths and the faint groans of his incapacitated guards. My wolf growled softly in the back of my mind, urging me to hold my ground, to show no weakness. But this wasn’t about brute strength anymore—it was about strategy.Slowly, I released him, watching as his feet hit the flo