All Chapters of Fated To My Twin Brother : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

The following morning, inside Hadzen’s treehouse, shadows were cast by the golden light of dawn filtering through the forest’s branches. Winter slowly woke, sensing a slight warmth under her cheek. She sat up immediately, her breath hitching as she realized she had been leaning against Hadzen. Her abrupt movement caused Hadzen, whose visage was still mellow from sleep, to blink awake. His voice was thick as he said, “Good morning.” Winter muttered, “Sorry,” as she shifted into a new position, her cheeks reddening. “I didn’t intend to—slumber in that manner.” With a sly smile, Hadzen extended his arms above his head. “I have no issues. You needed to sleep.” Winter averted her eyes, acutely conscious of their continued proximity. “We ought to return. I guess it’s getting late.” Hadzen didn’t protest, but there was something unreadable in his face. When Winter stopped at the top of the ladder, he offered her his hand and climbed down first. Her fingers automatically curled around

The following morning was gloomy and overcast, with heavy clouds in the sky that foretold rain. Winter saw drips collect on her room’s window while she sat there. Everything from the previous day—Ericka’s charges, Leo’s mounting danger, and the Eclipse Essence’s discovery—repeated in her head. She looked up as she heard a gentle knock on her door. “Enter now.” Maxine came in with a little breakfast tray. She placed it carefully on the table and then sat next to Winter, her face gentle but exhausted. “You haven’t eaten much,” Maxine remarked softly. “You must maintain your strength.” Winter smiled slightly, but her appetite was still nonexistent. “Thank you, Mom.” Maxine seemed taken aback by the word “Mom,” as she froze. She immediately covered up the emotion that shimmered in her eyes. “Winter, you no longer need to refer to me by that name. I am aware of this circumstance—” Winter met her gaze and interrupted quietly, “You’re my mom. You reared me even though I wasn’t b

The Conflict Starts.... Violence erupted in the clearing as Hadzen struck Leo with relentless ferocity. The sound of their impact shook the trees around them as it thundered through the woodland. Winter’s eyes were wide with dread as she climbed to her feet, gasping, her chest heaving as she watched the fight. Leo staggered back but got up fast, wiping a smear of blood from the corner of his mouth while wearing a ghastly smile. “Oh, Hadzen, you’re stronger than I thought. But she won’t be saved by strength.” Hadzen’s sole response was a growl that echoed in the depths of his chest; he didn’t reply. His dark hair was brushed against his forehead by the rain, and his eyes shone dimly in the low light. He didn’t plan on losing this battle. “Remain clear of her!” Hadzen surged forward once more, his motions a blur, and punched Leo in the jaw. Hadzen’s fist touched Leo’s shoulder, sending him reeling back, but Leo managed to sidestep just in time. Even though his breath was alre

Winter woke up just as the light was beginning to rise, her body still heaving with fatigue. Soft light filtered through the window, reflecting off her pale skin, and she let herself enjoy the silence for a time. However, tranquility was short-lived in Hampton. Winter turned to see Sonia entering with a tray of food in her hands as the door creaked open softly. The dark shadows behind her eyes were scarcely concealed by her worried grin. Sonia placed the tray on the bedside table and whispered, “You need to eat. You appear to have gone days without sleep.” With a faint smile, Winter whispered, “I feel like it too.” Hesitant, Sonia sat on the side of the bed. “Hadzen has spent the entire night outside your door.” Surprised, Winter blinked. “All night?” Sonia gave a nod. “He refused to go. I believe…” She hesitated, trying to find the proper words. “I believe he is terrified of what could occur next.” Winter’s face softened as she began to think of Hadzen. Last night, w

The silence of the Hampton estate was suffocating. Winter stood by the window of her room, her gaze lost in the vast expanse of the forest beyond. The weight of the revelations from the past few days pressed on her chest, leaving her gasping for air. She wasn’t Hannah. She wasn’t the girl everyone thought she was—perfect, kind, destined. That truth had severed the thin threads of her identity, and she felt like she was unraveling. Behind her, the door creaked open softly. Winter didn’t turn. She didn’t have to. She knew who it was—the only person who could cut through the chaos of her thoughts. “I thought I locked the door,” she said, her voice hoarse but steady. Hadzen stepped inside, his presence filling the room like a storm. He didn’t reply at first, his golden eyes locked on her figure silhouetted against the pale moonlight. “You did,” he finally said, his voice low, gravelly. “I don’t care.” Winter turned to face him, her chest tightening at the sight of him. His hair w