Lahat ng Kabanata ng Fated Reborn, His Unwanted Mate: Kabanata 91 - Kabanata 100

Alicia's POV I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. What was this nonsense? Eleanor possessed the gift—the power to heal? It felt as if I had been punched in the gut, my breath knocked out of me. The news had come from one of my chambermaids, who whispered that Sebastien had been healed by Eleanor. That little bitch. I could feel my anger rising, boiling over inside me.I have never hidden my disdain for Eleanor. I hate her with every fiber of my being. In my eyes, she is a mistake—a person I should have dealt with long ago. Now she has ruined my plans, stolen the spotlight, and taken Sebastien’s attention away from me. I am nothing more than a concubine, an afterthought in Sebastien’s life. Since his return, he has not visited me, not even sent a word. It feels as if I am a forgotten old hag, left to wither away in my room while he dotes on someone else.Every day, the palace echoes with their public displays of affection. I hear their laughter and catch their whispered secrets drif

Sebastain's POV After Nathan left my office, I couldn't shake off a growing feeling of worry. I knew deep down that Eleanor meant me no harm. In the past few days, she had shown me nothing but genuine love, and I had given her my heart in return. Still, a small voice in my mind warned me that something might be amiss.I found myself troubled by the thought that she might be doing something dangerous. With that heavy thought in mind, I rose from my desk and walked toward our shared chambers. I needed to speak with her, to ask what she was up to, and to be sure that she was safe.When I reached the chambers, I was surprised to see that they were empty. Eleanor was nowhere to be found. I immediately approached one of the chambermaids and asked, "Where's Eleanor?"The chambermaid looked at me with a neutral expression and replied, "She went out, milord."I frowned and thought to myself, "Perhaps she went to the hospital. She did mention this morning that she wasn't feeling well." Even so

Eleanor's POV As I returned to the palace, my heart felt heavy with the news I had received earlier. I walked slowly through the long, cool halls, my thoughts swirling like a storm inside my head. I had spent the entire journey thinking about whether to share my secret with Sebastian. I worried that if he learned about my powers and the new life growing inside me, he might become too hopeful and then be disappointed.I was also afraid that by mastering my powers, the baby could be exposed to danger. I knew that if Sebastian discovered the truth, he might try to stop me from learning how to master my abilities or from making the journey to the Capris coven. At that moment, I did not need any more rules or limits in my life.When I arrived at the palace, I made my way to our private chambers. There, I found Sebastian waiting for me, his face filled with worry. His eyes searched mine as he asked in a soft yet anxious tone, "Where have you been?"I hesitated for a moment, unsure of how m

Sebastain's POV I was surprised when I received a message from Caddal, my father-in-law, requesting my presence. Our relationship had always been difficult, and be knew I still held him responsible for my brother's death. I could not imagine why he would invite me now, yet his request sparked my curiosity. What bold move could Caddal be planning? Caddal was always quiet until he had something up his sleeves, which were usually dangerous - as dangerous as the plans he had coerced my father into.I decided to accept the invitation despite my annoyance. I wanted to see what he had in mind, and I needed to know his reasons for requesting my presence. As I approached the palace, I felt a mix of anger and cautious interest. When I arrived, Caddal greeted me with a friendly smile—a smile I did not return. I walked straight to the matter at hand, my patience quickly wearing thin."Why am I here?" I asked in a firm yet polite tone.Caddal smiled again, a gesture that felt more like a sneer t

Eleanor's POV Sebastian's anger was written all over his face, and I could not ignore it. His breath came in heavy, ragged gasps, and his chest heaved with each labored inhale. The bright golden hue of his eyes had deepened to a dark, burnished copper, and his jaw was tightly clenched. His fists were balled at his sides, and the veins on his arms stood out as if they pulsed with every beat of his anger.I felt my heart race as I watched him struggle with his emotions. "Sebastian, what's wrong?" I asked softly, reaching out to gently touch his arm in an attempt to soothe him.He pulled back slightly and, in a rough, gruff voice, insisted, "I'm not upset, Eleanor. Everything's fine." But I knew his words were not true. The tension in his eyes and the way his muscles tensed told a different story."Please, Sebastian, tell me what's wrong," I said, my voice both gentle and firm. "You're scaring me." I needed to understand the cause of his pain.After a moment of heavy silence, his eyes f