All Chapters of FATED TO UNWANTED MATE : Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

Authors POVThe kitchen itself was quiet beyond the constant rhythm of chopping vegetables and soft bubble of stew simmered on the heat. The aromas of spice hung in the air and the faint heat of the dim overhead bulb. Talia stood at the counter, sleeves rolled up over her elbows, her hair loose in a knot down the back of her neck as she worked intently on what she was preparing.She had always employed cooking as a way of escape. The chopping, stirring, and seasoning was one that drowned out the nagging thoughts that even now buzzed within her head. It was controlled, systematic—something which battled the storm of her mind. Tonight she would require that distraction above all else.After Berrilyl was in bed, Talia had been alone in the kitchen, and that was how she preferred it. She didn't want a crowd, didn't want someone to sit close enough to notice the true way she felt. The pressure that had rested upon her all day rested now upon her shoulders, but she set it aside, allowing h

Cage's POVThe seriousness of what was happening settled dense around the room, weighing the air like a thick fog.Tension filled the room. I leaned back in my chair, hitting my fingers slowly on the armrest.I looked at Grace and Berrilyl. The accusations that had passed between them had made this a touchy situation, and it was getting trickier by the second, I didn’t know what to believe.Grace protested that she had not made the coffee, but Berrilyl continued to accuse her that she was the one who made the coffee."She is lying," Grace said confidently. "Berrilyl hates me, and she will do anything to make me look guilty." She will do anything to make me look bad in front of you, Alpha."Berrilyl's face was serious, her fists clenched at her sides. "That's not true. You are the person who made that coffee, Grace, and you know it’s the truth. I have got no reason to lie about this. You're the one who made that coffee, just say the truth and stop making it hard in everyone."Grace sno

Chapter 155Cage's POVIt was night already and I couldn't sleep, I kept thinking of how I would capture William. My mind was sharp, scheming my next move. I had to get it right because I couldn't afford to mess up. William was a dangerous man, and I had to outsmart him.Suddenly, I felt a change in the air, something out of the ordinary. The room became chilly, and I could hear a soft sound—like clothing moving across the floor. I leaped up immediately, my senses heightened. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a figure coalesce.A man in a black robe appeared in the room. The robe was dark enough that it blended with the shadows, and the man was almost invisible to the light. It appeared soundlessly as if it was an extension of the night.I couldn't make out the face of the figure, but I could see his eyes. They were sharp, focused, and glimmering faintly in the faint light. Those eyes were chilly, calculating as if they were watching every move I made.Then, without uttering a word,

Berrilyl's POVI woke up to the sound of a gentle tapping and an unfamiliar voice that called my name.A maid and an unfamiliar woman stood beside my bed, their faces courteous. I rubbed my face trying to get the sleep away from my eyes and shake off the haze of slumber."Good morning, miss," the maid said, curtsying low. "This is one of the best seamstresses, and she's here to measure you" The maid introduced me to the other woman."Okay. Good morning" I said, greeting the both of them. There were clothes of my size in the palace, so I didn't know why, out of nowhere, my measurements were suddenly needed. I was about to ask them why my measurements were needed when the seamstress said,"Happy engagement ceremony ma'am. You have a great figure and would look very stunning on your special day"My mind went blank as I stared at the seamstress, her words slowly sinking into my head.Engagement ceremony? I facepalmed myself, feeling like I'd been hit by a fast-moving truck.I smiled symp

Berrilyl's POVThe wind whipped against my fur as I ran through the thick woods, my paws soft whispers on the wet earth. Cain's angry bellowing echoed behind me, each sentence distorted with rage and anger."Berrilyl! You bloody traitor! You will not get away from this!"I did not slow. I did not look back. I just ran.I could still hear him running through the underbrush, but I knew he can never catch me. Not now. My wolf was faster, much faster than his. That was the one advantage I had on him. And right now, I needed every advantage I could get.A snarling growl burst through the shadows as Cain's anger reached its boiling point. "You'll regret this! I swear it!"Regret?I'd forgotten about regret years ago.I approached the estate perimeter stealthily upon my arrival, covering myself so as not to be seen before I snuck past the guards. My heart pounding, I sprinted through the halls as a wolf, sticking close to darkness. Every sensory nerve in my body was cranked up to full.I man