All Chapters of Fated To My Possessive Alpha Brother: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Faye’s povEver since the mating ceremony, I had been avoiding Killian like a plague. And that as a very difficult task because avoiding him was like trying to run from my own shadow — No matter how fast I moved or how I always tried to stay out of his way, he was always there. His presence was a constant reminder to me that the mating bond between us was unbreakable but I refused to accept it. I skipped meals when I knew he would be in the dining hall,I trained at odd hours, hoping to miss him at the pack's training grounds,I even started sleeping in the Beta's quarters pretending in needed space from the Alpha's Wing. I tried all of that and more but…None of it worked.Why?Because tell me why Killian went everywhere I went. If I left a room, he would enter seconds later. If I avoided his gaze, he made sure to find ays to steal my attention and wors of all, everytime he said my nickname — just my nickname — I felt the bond tug at my soul. No matter how much I avoided him, h

Faye's povI woke up to the sound of angry yells. I sat up and looks around my room for the source of the sound. It certainly wasn't here. Wind rushed through my room and brushed my skin, cooling the area around my neck.My hand quickly flew to the left side of my neck and I sucked in a breath.It wasn't a nightmare. The kiss. The mark. All of it was real.A scream tore through my lips. *****By the time I had bathed and dressed in a fluffy cotton turtle neck and plaid skirt, I walked downstairs to get breakfast like I was used to.But by the time, I arrived downstairs, I realize I had walked in on something serious.Tension the size eor Jupiter rolled off the walls, thick and unrelenting. Nobody, not a single soul, smiled or even laughed. Not even the pups who were usuallt careless and wild during breakfast time. All of them sat quietly in their seats. I looked around the vast room and noticed that something I shouldn't have — everyone had the same look in their eyes. Not anger,

Faye’s povThe tension in the pack house stretched on like a taut string, an ominous quiet settling over us for days. It was a heavy calm, almost unbearable, as if the world were holding its breath in anticipation of what was to come. I had prepared myself for an impending attack, a raid that would signal the BloodMoon pack’s long-anticipated aggression toward us. Yet, to my disbelief, nothing had happened. Our borders remained eerily quiet, with not a glimpse of their warriors, even as Killian led his patrols of our own pack guards, vigilant but uneventful.As I strolled through the grand hallway of the pack house, where ancestral portraits of our forebears watched from the walls, a growing unease nestled in my chest like a stone. Each creak of the polished hardwood floors beneath my feet echoed in the stillness, and the hushed conversations of workers felt almost conspiratorial. The impressive decor of the pack house, with its marble marble columns and intricate carvings, only added

Feya’s POVThe world had descended into turmoil. The once serene atmosphere of the garden was now suffused with dread, the sound of hurried footsteps echoing as guards rushed to secure the perimeter. My heart raced, each thump a stark reminder of the peril that enveloped us. The acrid smoke stung my eyes, yet I refused to waver. I was already upright, my body rigid with anxiety, my heart overshadowed by a darkness deeper than mere fear.Killian was the last person I wanted to dwell on at this moment, yet his image intruded upon my mind unbidden. Why did he have to act this way? My fists tightened, the fabric of my gown wrinkling under the strain. I couldn’t afford to indulge those feelings, not when chaos reigned around us.I maneuvered past the chairs, disregarding the worried glances of the elders, their eyes silently urging me to remain composed. But composure was a luxury I could not afford. No one could, not in this moment. The air was saturated with the sounds of gunfire and dis

Killian povThe weight of Feya in my arms felt like an insurmountable burden, heavier than anything I had ever lifted. Yet, there was no alternative; she was my entire world, and I would do everything in my power to protect her. My heart raced violently within my chest, and each step I took toward the pack clinic seemed to stretch into infinity. Outside, chaos reigned—explosions echoed in the distance, and the ground trembled with the force of each detonation. But none of that registered in my mind. My sole focus was on Feya, consumed by the urgent need to ensure her survival.“Stay with me, Feya,” I whispered, my voice thick with urgency. “Please.”I pushed through the clinic doors, my eyes darting around the room in a frantic search. The faint scent of antiseptic mixed with the metallic tang of blood hung in the air, and an unsettling stillness enveloped the space, sending a shiver down my spine. The usual buzz of medical activity was absent, replaced by an oppressive silence that m