All Chapters of Bound By Fate: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Ashley's POVI ran.The night air was cold against my skin, the wind biting at my cheeks as I pushed my exhausted body forward. My legs burned with fatigue, but I didn't stop—I couldn't. The only sound was the rhythmic pounding of my feet on the dirt path, along with the frantic beating of my heart. Every breath I took felt like fire in my lungs, but fear drove me forward.They tried to kill me.The thought rang in my mind over and over, louder than the wind rushing through trees, louder than leaves crunching beneath my racing feet. I had come so close to death. If I was a second delayed, if I lingered even a bit longer, I would be dead.A sharp pain stabbed through my side, but I ignored it. The adrenaline pumping through my veins was all that was keeping me on my feet. The dense trees loomed around me, their branches reaching out like skeletal fingers, and I shuddered, feeling that unblinking eyes were watching my every move.And then, through the heavy undergrowth, I saw it.The cot

Ashley's POV The pale light of dawn crept into the sky, breaking the oppressive darkness of the night. Relief flooded me as I opened my eyes and stretched, the stiffness in my muscles from the previous day slowly easing. "Yes! Finally! Let's go home!" I exclaimed, standing up and brushing the dirt off my clothes. Steven, who had been leaning against a tree, stood up with a groan. "You seem unusually happy to see the morning," he muttered, running a hand through his disheveled hair. "After everything that happened yesterday, this sunrise feels like a blessing," I replied with a grin. Steven raised an eyebrow. "Spending a whole night alone with you almost made it the worst night of my life," he said with a smirk as he started walking ahead. "Trust me, the feeling is mutual," I retorted, jogging to catch up with him. As we walked, the silence of the early morning surrounded us. The occasional rustling of leaves and the chirping of birds were the only sounds accompanying our s

Freja's POVThe cool night air wrapped around us as James and I stepped out of the cinema, the lingering tension of the horror film still in my mind. The soft glow of the streetlights created long shadows on the pavement, and the occasional beep of the cars driving by reminded me that we were once again in the real world. But even in the midst of the city life that enveloped us, my thoughts were elsewhere—to a memory that had been etched in my mind for eternity.A faint smile danced on my lips as I looked at James, my eyes twinkling with amusement. "I recall distinctly when I discovered that you were a werewolf," I said, my voice laced with playfulness and nostalgia. The memory played through my mind like an old film, all its details clearly drawn. "Later that night, I was planning on going see a scary movie. I was really psyched for it, but then, would you believe it, got caught in traffic. It was awful—carmob jam, people were horn-blasting and all that, my patience was verging on its

Steven's POV Liam was driving me home from work, the car’s engine softly humming amid the stillness of the night. As the mansion emerged in the distance, I couldn't help but feel the weight of the day still clinging to me. “Did someone pass away?” I queried, shattering the silence as I stepped out of the car. “What? No way,” Liam responded, his tone distant. “You've been oddly quiet... almost somber,” I remarked, a smirk playing at the edge of my lips. “Not that I mind the silence. In fact, I find this version of you quite enjoyable.” He let out a dramatic sigh, lowering his head. “I realize I’ve been a nuisance, always chatting too much. I’ll just keep quiet from this point forward,” he said, turning to walk away. I shrugged and entered the mansion, the atmosphere still thick with tension. Today had drained me—endless meetings, endless expectations. My thoughts were racing, but I knew I had to face whatever awaited me inside. Upon entering my room, I discovered Luna lying in be

Steven's POV"What did you say?" My tone was low and authoritative as I glared at my fashion design manager, challenging him to repeat his words."The designers—who were meant to create the lady’s clothing line—they all abruptly resigned," he stuttered, his voice shaking."Resigned?!" I scoffed, the laugh sharp, filled with disbelief and fury. "Are you kidding me? Do you grasp the significance of this? We’ve already informed the media about an incredible line in five days. FIVE DAYS! How could they quit now?" I shouted, my voice resounding in the room as his posture tightened in apprehension."They’re nothing more than failures," I dismissed, treating them like insignificant bugs beneath my heel.******Liam's POV"Hurry up!" I shouted, my voice resonating across the training grounds as the wolf warriors trained with their sticks."We’re facing an imminent attack. The demon wolf is still out there, hiding in the dark, and we don’t know when or how he’ll strike. We must be prepared. We