All Chapters of FATED TO HEAL: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

The tension in the air was thick, the weight of the deal between Scar and me still settling over us. But just as I turned to face him, ready to discuss our next move, the earth beneath our feet trembled. A low rumble echoed through the kingdom, vibrating the stone walls and sending a shiver down my spine. Scar’s eyes widened in recognition. “She’s here with her army,” he muttered, his voice tinged with something between fear and respect. “Who?” I asked, narrowing my eyes as I stepped closer. My instincts were on high alert. I hadn’t sensed anyone approaching, not even with my heightened senses. “The Wolf Queen of the Skrill Pack,” Scar said, his jaw tightening. “And they’re here for war.” My heart sank. The Skrill Pack. They had been a long-standing rival to the Blood Pack. Fierce, relentless, and with an unmatched army of warriors, they were a constant threat. But this? This was unexpected. Their presence was a clear sign that something had shifted. They weren’t here just for

The queen moved first, her speed nearly inhuman as she lunged at Cathrine. The Null Wolf barely managed to sidestep in time, her enhanced reflexes saving her from a devastating blow. Ash’s claws raked through the air where Cathrine had been standing, the force of her swipe sending a gust of wind whipping past.Cathrine retaliated quickly, her foot connecting with Ash’s side in a powerful kick. The queen stumbled but didn’t fall, her snarling face twisting in anger."You’re quick," Ash admitted, circling Cathrine like a predator sizing up its prey. "But speed won’t save you."Cathrine didn’t reply. She focused on Ash’s movements, watching for any sign of weakness. The queen’s confidence was evident, but Cathrine could sense something else—a faint hesitation, almost imperceptible.The two clashed again, their blows echoing across the battleground. Ash’s strength was undeniable, but Cathrine’s Null Wolf abilities gave her an edge. Her resilience allowed her to absorb the queen’s attacks

Persia was nothing like I’d imagined.The streets reeked of sweat and desperation. Vendors shouted over each other, their stalls crammed with goods that looked as worn as the people selling them. Beggars lined the roads, their hollow eyes following me as I moved through the chaos. I clutched the strap of my pack tighter, my instincts screaming danger at every turn.This was no thriving kingdom—it was a crumbling shadow of one. And yet, this was the place I’d pinned my hopes on.Get to the king, I told myself, shoving down the gnawing doubt in my chest. If Persia’s people were this broken, what would their ruler be like? Would he even care about an alliance against Damian?My thoughts were interrupted by the sharp clang of boots against stone. I glanced over my shoulder and froze. The guards were closing in, their armor glinting under the sun.“There she is!” one shouted, his spear pointing straight at me.Panic shot through me like lightning. I darted into a narrow alley, my heart pou

The king stared at me, his sharp eyes narrowing slightly. His silence was unnerving, but I held my ground. I wasn’t going to back down—not after everything it had taken to get here."You’ve come to forge an alliance against Damian," he said finally, his tone carrying an edge of disbelief.I nodded slowly, keeping my gaze steady. “I have.”There was a moment of silence, thick with tension. Then, to my utter shock, he said, "Fine."My jaw nearly dropped. Fine? Just like that?Questions buzzed in my head. Why was he agreeing so easily? Why wasn’t he asking more questions or challenging me? I had prepared myself for resistance, maybe even outright rejection. But this... this was unexpected.Before I could voice my thoughts, his voice cut through my confusion. “Damian is the cause of my kingdom's downfall,” he began, his words heavy with emotion. “My kingdom was once glorious, like every other. But now...”He gestured to himself, his rough, patched clothing and weary face telling the story

The sun had barely begun to rise when I left the borders of King Tide’s kingdom. I moved silently, careful not to alert anyone who might still be awake. I’d made my decision last night; staying any longer would only bring more tension.The kingdom faded behind me as I ventured into the dense wilderness ahead. My steps were purposeful, yet my thoughts kept circling back to the confrontation with King Tide.His anger had been palpable, a storm brewing just beneath the surface. I couldn’t blame him. To find out that I wasn’t human—after he’d just agreed to an alliance—was bound to feel like a betrayal. Yet, I had stood my ground, explaining what so many before him refused to understand: unity between man and beast was the only way to defeat Damian.Even so, the mistrust in his eyes lingered in my mind. He’d only agreed to help reluctantly, and even then, his words were laced with caution.“Don’t expect me to trust you,” he had said, his voice sharp and unwavering.I sighed, shaking my he