All Chapters of UNTAMED FATE: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

NOAH'S POVI rushed through the hallways, dodging students as I made my way toward Professor Rex’s office. My heart pounded, but not from exhaustion—excitement fueled my every step.Just as I reached the corridor leading to his office, I spotted him ahead, walking with that same composed, intimidating aura, with students drooling from afar, since they're too scared to get close."Professor Rex!" I called out.He paused but didn’t turn immediately. When he finally did, his golden-amber eyes locked onto mine with mild curiosity and something else."You love chasing after me, don’t you?" he mused, his lips curling slightly.I barely stopped myself from running into him, catching my breath."There’s going to be an investigation," I blurted out. "I found evidence!"I expected his face to light up with interest. Instead, he simply shrugged."Okay."Okay? That’s it?"That’s all you have to say?" I questioned, stepping in front of him to block his way.He raised a brow. "Was I supposed to giv

NOAH'S POVNathan and I walked side by side through the bustling hallway, our steps in sync as we approached our lockers. The usual hum of students filled the air—laughter, hurried conversations, the occasional locker slamming shut. But my mind was elsewhere.I was still mentally replaying last night’s disaster. Cooking had seemed like a solid plan at the time. But standing in a kitchen filled with smoke, Lucas screaming my name like I had personally betrayed him, and Gavin laughing so hard he nearly choked? Yeah. Not my finest moment. And worst of all, I didn't even got what I wanted.I sighed. “You know, in theory, cooking is just mixing ingredients and heating them up. Why is it so hard like rocket science?”Nathan chuckled beside me. “Because if you don’t know what you’re doing. You shouldn't have gone into that kitchen in the first place ”Before I could respond, a student rushed past, shoulder-bumping me hard enough to throw me off balance. I barely had time to register the impa

UNKNOWN POVThe dim glow of fluorescent lights flickered across the sterile white walls of the laboratory. A constant hum of machines filled the air, blending with the bubbling of chemicals inside glass tubes. The faint scent of blood and burnt flesh clung to the air. Scents I had long since grown accustomed to.I stepped inside, my boots clicking against the tiled floor, and the moment my presence registered, everyone in the lab halted their work and bowed in respect.As they should.These fools owe their existence to me.My gaze swept across the lab, rows of containment chambers filled with restrained test subjects. Some twitched violently, their bodies still adjusting to the transformation, while others lay unnaturally still.I turned to the head scientist, my voice cold and demanding. “How are the experiments progressing? Are there still bad outcomes?”The man, a middle-aged researcher with wrinkled eyes, straightened his lab coat before answering. “The process is stabilizing. The

My eyes fluttered open to an unfamiliar ceiling. A slow, sinking feeling spread through my chest as I blinked, trying to adjust to my surroundings. The air smelled different, a mixture of mint and snow, something subtly cold. Not my room. Not anywhere I recognized.My heart picked up speed as I slowly sat up, scanning the dimly lit room.My stomach twisted as flashes of last night returned. The growl. The footprints. Then the beast.My breath hitched. I had seen it. Its massive form, those glowing, hungry eyes, like it wanted to devour me. I remembered the moment it attacked, the pain before I blacked out.But how am I alive?Instinctively, I touched my arms, my stomach, my legs, searching for wounds, for pain, for anything. But there was nothing. No scratches, no bruises, not even a dull ache.Was I dead?My heart pounded as the thought settled in. Maybe I had died in those woods. Maybe my body was lying somewhere, torn apart, and my brothers were out there searching for me.Will I r

NOAH'S POV "Run, Noah. Run. Don’t look back."The voice in my head was urgent, desperate. I didn’t recognize it, but I obeyed without question.I ran.My legs moved before I could think, my breath coming in ragged gasps as I pushed forward. The forest was endless, the thick trees casting ominous shadows beneath the pale glow of the moon. My lungs burned, my legs ached, my heart pounded like a drum inside my chest, but I didn’t dare stop.Not with the thundering sound of paws chasing behind me.They were hunting me.But why?A sharp gust of wind howled through the trees, carrying with it a deep, guttural growl that sent chills down my spine. My pulse roared in my ears. They were close. Too close.Branches snapped beneath my feet as I dodged between towering trunks, trying to escape. Panic clawed at my chest, threatening to choke me. I didn't know where I was running to, just that I had to get away.Then, silence.The heavy footsteps behind me stopped.I staggered to a halt, gasping fo