Bound by Fate: The Plus-Sized Fated Mate
Blurb
In a pack where weakness is a death sentence, Aneira has spent her entire life surviving in the shadows.
Born an omega, a hybrid, and cursed with a chubby, plus-sized body that the Ashfang Pack openly mocks, she is everything they despise. With no magic, no wolf worth claiming, and no one to protect her, Aneira learns early that invisibility is her only shield. Until the day she’s sent to serve in the Alpha’s house and fate makes its cruelest mistake.
Alpha Kale has waited years to find his mate. Powerful, feared, and destined to rule, he never expected her to be this: a fragile, scent-marked omega he would rather reject than claim. But before he can decide her fate, Aneira chooses for him.
She runs.
High in the mountains, far from the cruelty of the pack, Aneira builds a life of her own; quiet, hidden, and finally hers. But peace is fleeting. When she saves a wounded stranger, she doesn’t expect him to be the very man who once looked at her with disdain or the mate who now refuses to let her go.
Betrayed by his own pack and hunted by enemies, Kale needs her.
But Aneira is no longer the girl who begged for scraps of belonging.
And this time, she won’t be claimed so easily.
In a world of power, betrayal, and forbidden bonds, one question remains:
Will she choose the mate who broke her… or the freedom she bled for?
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Chapter: Chapter 35Chapter 35: KaleThe latch clicked.The sound was soft, almost swallowed by the crackling fire, but every instinct inside me snapped toward it before the door had opened completely.She stepped inside carrying an armful of split cedar balanced against one hip, a thin veil of snow clinging to the shoulders of her cloak. Cold air followed her into the cottage, curling briefly around her skirts before the warmth of the hearth claimed it. She nudged the door shut with her foot, set the wood neatly beside the fire, and pushed back her hood with an absent movement that sent several dark strands escaping the braid hanging over one shoulder.She hadn’t noticed I was awake.Not yet.Without looking in my direction, she crossed to the worktable and immediately set herself to work.Everything she did possessed the same quiet certainty I remembered from the Alpha Estate.I had no idea what she was putting into the mortar.Leaves. Bark. Something that looked suspiciously like a root she’d dragged
Última actualización: 2026-07-24
Chapter: Chapter 34Chapter 34: KaleThe first thing I noticed was warmth.Not the sharp, oppressive heat of fever, but the steady, living warmth of a fire that had been tended through the night. It reached me in slow waves, easing the chill buried deep inside my bones. Beneath it came the scent of burning cedar, old stone warmed by the hearth, and herbs hanging somewhere overhead, drying in neat bundles until the air itself tasted green.I kept my eyes closed for another heartbeat, allowing the rest of my senses to wake before the rest of me did.The fire crackled softly somewhere to my left, the sound steady enough to tell me it had been fed recently. Wind skimmed across the shutters without finding a way through, carrying the muffled groan of snow-laden pines beyond the walls. Somewhere deeper inside the cottage, water dripped into a basin with slow, patient rhythm, each drop measuring the silence between them.No unfamiliar scent disturbing the air.Only then did I open my eyes.The rafters were low
Última actualización: 2026-07-24
Chapter: Chapter 33Chapter 33: AneiraThe following morning brought another knock.It came just as I was grinding fresh willow bark into the morning’s medicine, three measured raps against the door that carried through the cottage with all the persistence I had come to dread.I closed my eyes.Not again.The pestle rested quietly against the rim of the mortar while I listened.Another knock followed.Then a woman’s voice, softened by the thick wood between us.“Healer? Are you within?”My gaze drifted automatically toward the hearth.Kale hadn’t stirred. The fever had eased during the night, but he remained frighteningly vulnerable, and every moment I spent away from him felt longer than it truly was.The knocking came once more.For several moments I remained exactly where I was.Then, with a heaviness that settled somewhere beneath my ribs, I crossed to the small cupboard beside the door.Tucked behind a stack of drying herb baskets rested an old plank of pine no longer than my forearm. I had carved i
Última actualización: 2026-07-21
Chapter: Chapter 32Chapter 32: AneiraBy the fourth morning, the cottage had settled into a rhythm I no longer needed to think about.The fire came first.It had become habit to wake before dawn, often without realizing I had slept at all. One moment I would be seated beside the hearth with a bandage in my lap, the next I would find my head resting against the back of the chair while the last embers glowed faintly beneath a blanket of ash. Every morning began the same way. I coaxed the fire back to life before the cold had a chance to settle too deeply into the room, feeding logs into the grate until warmth spread once more through the little cottage.Only then did I turn my attention to Kale. As always, I began with the things that mattered most. His breathing came first, followed by the steady beat of his pulse beneath my fingertips. Only after reassuring myself that both remained unchanged did I rest the back of my hand against his forehead, quietly bracing for the familiar heat that had plagued him
Última actualización: 2026-07-21
Chapter: Chapter 31Chapter 31: AneiraThe first thing I became aware of was the ache.It settled into my neck first, then crept across my shoulders and down the length of my spine until every part of me protested the simple act of breathing. For one wonderfully blissful moment, I lay perfectly still, convinced I had merely slept in an unfortunate position after one too many hours bent over drying herbs.Then I realized I wasn’t in my bed.One eye cracked open.The fire had burned low during the night, leaving the cottage bathed in the pale blue light of dawn that slipped through the frost-laced windows. The embers glowed faintly beneath a blanket of ash, their warmth no longer reaching much farther than the hearth itself.I blinked several times before memory returned with uncomfortable clarity.Kale.The chair creaked as I pushed myself upright. At some point during the night my head had tipped against the backrest, one arm dangling over the side while the untouched piece of yesterday’s bread rested fo
Última actualización: 2026-07-19
Chapter: Chapter 30Chapter 30: Aneira By the time I reached the cottage, I could barely feel my hands.Every muscle in my body protested as I hauled the sled across the final stretch of snow toward the front door. My shoulders burned. My back ached. My legs had long since stopped asking whether I intended to keep going and had simply resigned themselves to the fact that I was apparently determined to drag a mountain of a man through half the mountain.The door refused to cooperate.I should have expected as much. I leaned the saplings against the wall with considerably less care than they deserved and fumbled with the key until my numb fingers finally managed to fit it into the lock.The moment the door swung open, the familiar warmth of the cottage washed over me. It barely reached beyond the doorway, and the mountain’s cold still clung stubbornly to my clothes, but compared to the bitter wind outside, it might as well have been midsummer.“I know,” I puffed, dragging the sled inside. “I was hoping h
Última actualización: 2026-07-18
Chapter: EpilogueChapter 80: EPILOGUEGiovanni’s POVWhen I went to find her, the house had already settled into the kind of quiet that only came after everything that could go wrong already had. It wasn’t peace, not really, just the absence of noise, the kind that made every small movement feel deliberate, every decision heavier because there was nothing left to distract from it.She was exactly where I expected her to be.Not in bed, not resting the way the doctor had insisted she should be, but standing near the far end of the room, her back partially turned, her hand resting lightly against the edge of the table. The light from the window caught against her skin in a way that made the healing visible if you looked closely enough, the careful way she carried herself, the tension she still held in her side, but none of it read as weakness.It hadn’t for days.I leaned against the doorframe for a second before stepping. Her head turned slightly before her body followed, her eyes finding mine with a
Última actualización: 2026-04-28
Chapter: Chapter 79: Mirabella’s POVCHAPTER 79: Mirabella’s POVBy the time the door closed behind us, the quiet in the room no longer felt like recovery or rest. It felt heavier, saturated with everything that had just happened and everything that hadn’t been said, the air thick in a way that made it impossible to pretend we were the same as before we walked into that basement.I could still feel the echo of it in my hands, the steady calm that followed the pull of the trigger, but that wasn’t what held me in place now. It was him. The way his hand stayed firm at my side, not loosening, like the contact was the only thing keeping something far more volatile under control. The warmth of his palm seeped through the thin fabric between us, grounding and distracting all at once, pulling my attention away from the dull ache spreading through my ribs and toward something far more dangerous.He hadn’t said anything yet, but the way he looked at me said enough. There was no uncertainty in it, no question about what I had done
Última actualización: 2026-04-28
Chapter: Chapter 78: Giovanni’s POVCHAPTER 78: Giovanni’s POVA week was enough time for the house to quiet down, but not enough for anything that mattered to disappear. Nothing about this was normal anymore, and the moment I stood outside her door and saw her through the slight opening, I knew exactly why.She wasn’t in bed.She stood by the window, one hand resting against the frame, her posture careful, like she had already decided she wasn’t going to let her body dictate how she carried herself. The light fell across her skin in a way that made everything sharper, more defined, and for a second I didn’t move, not because I was unsure, but because I was taking her in fully, the fact that she was standing, breathing, alive, settling somewhere deep in my chest in a way I hadn’t allowed myself to process all week.I pushed the door open slowly and stepped inside, closing it behind me without breaking my focus on her. She turned before I said anything, like she felt me, like she had gotten used to sensing me even when I
Última actualización: 2026-04-22
Chapter: Chapter 77: Mirabella’s POVCHAPTER 77: Mirabella’s POVWaking this time felt different. There was no drifting, no slipping in and out of shadows that didn’t make sense. Pain followed immediately. It wasn’t sharp at first, just heavy, deep, like my body didn’t quite belong to me yet. Then it spread, blooming through my side, my chest tightening as I took a careful breath, the ache grounding me in a way nothing else could. I was alive.The room was dim, lit by soft, controlled lighting that didn’t hurt my eyes. A low, steady beeping filled the silence, rhythmic, anchoring everything around me. It took a second longer for the details to settle, for familiarity to click into place. This wasn’t a hospital. The ceiling was too high. The walls too carefully designed. Giovanni’s mansion. Of course it was.My gaze shifted slowly, taking in what I could without moving too much. The room had been transformed. Equipment lined one side, a chair pulled close to the bed. They’d made this into a place to keep me alive. The th
Última actualización: 2026-04-10
Chapter: Chapter 76: Giovanni’s POVCHAPTER 76: Giovanni’s POVThe night didn’t end when the shooting stopped.It followed me home, clinging to my skin, soaking into my clothes, settling deep in my chest like something unfinished, something still breathing. By the time the gates opened and the car tore through the estate, my hands were slick with her blood, drying in some places, still warm in others, a reminder I couldn’t shake even if I tried.I didn’t wait for the car to come to a full stop. The moment it slowed, I was already out, carrying her inside like letting go for even a second might be the thing that killed her.“Move,” I snapped, my voice cutting through the chaos as staff scrambled out of the way. “Now.”The medical team was already rushing toward us, alerted the second we hit the gates, but it still wasn’t fast enough. Nothing felt fast enough. Their hands hovered, waiting for permission I wasn’t ready to give.“Sir, we need to take her—”“No.”The word came out sharp. A doctor stepped forward anyway, ste
Última actualización: 2026-04-08
Chapter: Chapter 75: Mirabella’s POVCHAPTER 75: Mirabella’s POVThere was no pain at first, no light either, just something thick and endless, like being suspended in a place that had no beginning and no edge. It wasn’t darkness in the way I understood it, because darkness had shape and depth, while this felt heavier, like it pressed in from all sides without ever quite touching, like something waiting for me to notice it.For a long time, there was nothing else.Then something shifted.A sound filtered through the stillness, faint and distant, as though it didn’t belong to me. It came and went, slipping through whatever this place was, a low, steady rhythm that didn’t make sense yet, not loud enough to understand and not close enough to feel real. I didn’t reach for it, didn’t even question it, because questioning required effort and effort felt too far away.And then a door slammed.The sound cracked through everything, sharp and sudden, and just like that, the emptiness changed into something I recognized before I co
Última actualización: 2026-03-30
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