All Chapters of Forbidden: Fated To My Step Son : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Kael’s POV When those glowing eyes showed up in the dark, I quickly pushed Amara behind me. I was ready to protect her. My heart raced like crazy. I heard a low growl echo off the stone walls. I didn't have to see it to know it was a Shadowfang. This was bad. Magnus must have set us up. This old path wasn’t just forgotten; it was a trap! “Kael…” Amara whispered, and I could hear the fear in her voice. “Stay behind me,” I said, trying to sound calm. “No matter what happens.” The beast charged at us, its huge shape moving in the shadows. I caught a quick look at its sharp teeth glimmering in my torchlight. It crouched low, ready to spring. I grabbed my dagger, but deep down, I knew it might not be enough. Shadowfangs were no ordinary wolves. They were made to hunt and to kill. Then it lunged. I barely had time to react. Its massive claws swiped through the air where my head had just been. I ducked and tried to stab at its side. But it was too fast. The beast twisted and slammed

Amara’s POV Darkness wrapped around us like a second skin as we followed Victor deeper into the unknown. The trees, ancient and gnarled, loomed overhead, their branches stretching like skeletal fingers against the sliver of moonlight breaking through the canopy. Every step we took felt heavier, the silence stretching taut between us. Only the distant howls of Magnus’s hunters reminded us we were being chased. Victor moved with an eerie calm, his presence both reassuring and unsettling. I wanted to trust him—he had saved us—but something about him felt… off. Kael stayed close beside me, his grip on my wrist tightening every time I stumbled. He had barely spoken since we fled, but I could feel his tension and his sharp focus. He was preparing for the worst. After what felt like hours, Victor finally slowed, leading us to a cluster of jagged rock formations. Nestled between them was a narrow crevice, barely wide enough for a person to slip through. He turned to us, silver eyes glinting

Amara’s POV The moment the first beast lunged, instinct took over. Kael shoved me behind him, his body tensed like a coiled spring, ready to strike. Victor moved like a shadow, his blade flashing in the dim light as he positioned himself at our flank. I barely had time to process what was happening before the creature’s glowing red eyes locked onto me. My heart hammered against my ribs, fear clawing at my throat. This wasn’t just a mindless beast, it was hunting with purpose. It was hunting me. Kael didn’t hesitate. With a snarl, he shifted mid-leap, his transformation smooth and deadly. His massive black wolf slammed into the creature, sending it skidding backward. The force of their collision shook the ground, snapping branches as they rolled through the undergrowth in a tangle of fur and claws. Victor cursed under his breath. “They’re not supposed to be this fast.” I barely registered his words before another beast burst through the trees. This one was even bigger than the firs

Amara’s POV I broke the surface of the cold river, gasping for air. The icy water felt like it wanted to drag me under. It stung my lungs. Water poured off my face as I blinked through the mist. I was dizzy and disoriented. My arms and legs hurt from crashing into hidden rocks. But I had to push through the pain. Right now, all that mattered was staying alive. Kael was still with me. His arm held me tight, but I could feel him shaking. His golden eyes searched mine with a look that sent chills down my spine. He was relieved but also alert. We weren’t out of danger yet. Victor had made it to the shore. I could see him easily climbing up the rocky bank. He turned his head back and waved for us to hurry up. “Move. Now.” His voice was quiet but full of urgency. Kael led me toward the bank. The water was calmer, but it still tugged at us, like it didn’t want to let us go. My muscles felt heavy and worn out, but I forced myself to push through. Finally, my feet hit solid ground, and a

Amara’s POV Fingers curled around the damp stone, nails digging into the cold surface as lungs burned with the struggle to breathe. The night stretched endlessly above, but something about it felt wrong, too heavy, too still. No stars broke through the veil of darkness. Only the moon remained bloated and crimson, casting an eerie glow over the jagged cliffs and the restless trees beyond. Shadows moved between the trunks, unnatural and waiting. No wind stirred the leaves, yet whispers slithered through the silence. Too quiet. Too expectant. As if something unseen lingered just beyond reach, watching. Kael stood beside me, every muscle taut with unspoken tension. Blood streaked his jaw, a crimson contrast against his pale skin, but he didn’t seem to notice. His golden eyes flickered, scanning the tree line where figures stirred. Too many. They had been tracking us since the river, never striking, only herding us toward something we couldn’t yet see. Victor crouched nearby, blade bal