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All Chapters of Bond by Fate, Claimed by Three : Chapter 1 - Chapter 4
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Chapter 1
Bond by Fate, Claimed by Three /Claire Feron
Sienna's POV"Hey, Chipmunk, don’t worry. I’m almost there," I said, my voice ringing over the phone as I scrambled to grab my keys and the gifts I’d bought, trying not to trip over myself. My phone pinged, and I checked it to see a text from a client who had an appointment in thirty minutes. “Fuck, I thought I canceled that.” “Canceled what, Sienna?” one of the kids called from the other side of the phone. “Nothing! I’ll get there soon. Give the phone back to Danny,” I deflected, hurriedly texting the client to reschedule and offering a discount. Balancing work and my social life was a nightmare. I had every reason to skip this party, but I couldn’t bring myself to miss it. Ever since I aged out of the foster care system at 18, I hadn’t visited my last foster home as much as I’d wanted to. I’d promised the kids I’d always come back, but life had gotten in the way. Today was one of the kids’ birthdays, and I couldn’t miss it for the world. "Please, can you stop at a cake shop
Last Updated : 2025-03-22Chapter 2
Bond by Fate, Claimed by Three /Claire Feron
Sienna's POVI opened my eyes to see them still circling me, teeth bared, froth dripping from their mouths. Rabies. That looked like rabies. I was about to be mauled to death by rabid wolves. One lunged at me, and I kicked it. “Stay back!” It retreated slightly but kept growling. Maybe I could do something to stop them. Maybe talk to them. Wolves and dogs are from the same family tree, so they might listen. “Good wolfy, just stay back for...” Before I could finish, a wolf lunged again, ripping the hem of my dress. “Oh, fuck, that did not work,” I cursed, scrambling back. I could only wave my hands to deter them. They growled, ready to pounce again. I covered my eyes, bracing for their next attack. A loud thud echoed, followed by a howl and the sound of growls and punches. I couldn’t see what was happening, I was too scared to open my eyes, but it sounded like they were fighting each other. I slowly peeked through my fingers and was immediately shocked to see a massive gray
Last Updated : 2025-03-22Chapter 3
Bond by Fate, Claimed by Three /Claire Feron
Sienna's POVI heard the lock on the door click. It was him again. I braced myself, but instead of Ronan, a different figure stepped through. Taller and leaner, he looked less intimidating. "Hey there," he said lightly, his voice kind. "I'm Lucien. Ronan asked me to show you around." I was still skeptical, unsure how to act around him. "Show me around? Why? I don't even know where I am." "You're in our pack territory," he said, leaning casually against the doorframe. "It’s tradition for us to make our guests feel at home... even when they stumble in uninvited." I stared at him, trying to hide my disbelief and panic. Was this a cult? This HAD to be a cult. I’d been kidnapped by a cult. Oh my God, what if they sacrifice me? I don’t want to die. "Take it easy," he said, raising his hands in surrender, as if noticing my panic. "I'm here to help you, not interrogate you like Ronan. I just want to help you get comfortable." He seemed nicer. At least he wasn’t threatening to kill
Last Updated : 2025-03-22Chapter 4
Bond by Fate, Claimed by Three /Claire Feron
Sienna’s POV The sun peeked into my apartment as I sipped from a steaming cup of coffee. Still in a haze, my eyes trailed over the faint outline of the birthmark on my thigh. My fingers absently traced the familiar mark as my thoughts drifted back to that strange night with the shifters. I still wasn’t sure how I’d managed to convince Ronan to let me go, but after arguing and refusing to back down, he’d finally relented. His parting words were stern and clear: “See you soon.” See you soon? What the hell did that even mean? He was a royal asshole, and unfortunately, he was hot. It made me hate him even more. At least I wasn’t in his pack anymore. I was back in my apartment now, safe from him, or as safe as I could be in this situation. I checked the time: 9 a.m. I turned on my phone, and it flooded with texts. One from Danny, and the rest from clients I’d scheduled yesterday, asking why I hadn’t shown up and inquiring about their tattoos. Great. Now I had to reschedule a whole
Last Updated : 2025-03-22
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