All Chapters of FORSAKEN BY FATE : EMBRACE BY WOLVES: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

REED The morning was quiet, but Malcolm’s words thundered in my ears. I sat on the exotic leather couch in the living room, leaning forward, my elbows resting on my knees, fingers steepled under my chin. Across from me, Malcolm paced the floor, his boots scuffing against the hardwood, his face dark with worry.“You’re sure they were Maddox’s men?” I asked, my voice low but firm.Malcolm stopped, turning to face me. “I know what I saw, Reed. They were at Elmswood Forest this morning—right before we left. Same uniforms, same insignias. Maddox knows about her and maybe he might know too much at this rate. Which means he is making a move.”A curse escaped my lips as I rubbed the back of my neck. Elmswood had been our safe house for weeks, and now it wasn’t safe at all. “Don’t you think Raiden might have sent them instead?” I asked, though the words tasted bitter even as I spoke them.Malcom’s brows furrowed as he considered it. “I don’t know. But whoever sent them is up to no good. The g

LIANA I stared at the wall Reed had just punched, the crack spreading like a spider web across the surface. For a second, I thought the entire house might collapse from the force of his fury. Then, just like that, he stormed off, his boots pounding against the floor, echoing louder than the thoughts swirling in my head. I blinked a few times, trying to piece together what just happened.“What’s his problem?” I asked, turning to the three men still standing awkwardly in the living room. Asher’s arms were crossed tightly over his chest. Callum was rubbing the back of his neck, and Malcolm—well, Malcolm was staring at me like I’d just grown a second head.No one answered me. They just exchanged glances like I was some kind of puzzle they couldn’t figure out.“What?” I pressed, throwing up my hands. “Did I say something wrong?”Callum’s jaw tightened, and he muttered something under his breath that sounded suspiciously like “Unbelievable.” Asher shook his head and started walking toward

CALLUM POVI stormed into the study, slamming the door shut behind me, the echo reverberating through the house like my boiling anger. My fists clenched at my sides as I paced the room, every word Liana had said replaying in my head like a broken record. If Raiden begged me properly, I’d take him back. What kind of nonsense was that? After everything, after we saved her, protected her, gave her a damn home! I felt like a fool for even tolerating her presence here.The door creaked open, and Asher stepped in, his usual calm demeanor masking whatever storm brewed inside him. He leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, his sharp green eyes narrowing at me.“You’re mad,” he observed dryly. “Don’t break anything this time.”I stopped pacing, running a hand through my hair as I glared at him. “Mad? Oh, I’m beyond mad, Ash. Did you hear her? If Raiden begged me properly!” I spat the words like poison. “After all he did to her? After he tossed her aside like trash, she has the audacity to

REED’S POVThe clock on the bedside table blinked 2:03 AM in bold red digits, a mocking reminder of how long I had been awake. I stood by the window of my room, staring out into the dark expanse of the Bennett estate. The cool night air filtered through the slightly ajar window, but it did little to calm the storm raging inside me. Her words echoed in my mind like a cruel refrain: If Raiden begs me properly, I’ll go back to him.My fists tightened at my sides as I leaned against the windowsill, the cold marble digging into my palms. The girl who had burrowed her way into my guarded heart had twisted the knife without even realizing it. I had opened up to her—let her see parts of me I kept hidden from everyone else. And in return, she had reminded me why I had vowed to keep my distance from people in the first place.By 2: 30 AM, I was pacing the length of my room, the soft padding of my bare feet against the wooden floor the only sound. My wolf growled faintly, a restless beast yearn

RAIDEN’S POVThe morning air was cold against my skin as I sat up in bed, rubbing the sleep from my eyes. My wolf, Fang, stirred within me, restless and hyped. It was unusual for him to be this way so early in the morning, especially considering everything we’d been through in the past two weeks. But I brushed it off as his way of coping, perhaps convincing himself that life wasn’t all that bleak.I threw off the sheets and got to my feet, stretching. My mind replayed fragments of dreams I couldn’t quite piece together. There was a feeling I couldn’t shake—a tug in my chest, almost like an itch that wouldn’t go away. I shook my head, pushing the sensation aside. Today was just another day, and I didn’t have time for cryptic emotions.After a quick shower, I dressed in my usual attire—black jeans, a dark grey t-shirt, and a leather jacket. As I stood in front of the mirror brushing my hair, my wolf, Fang, hummed with excitement. “Calm down,” I muttered under my breath. He responded wi