Forbidden: Fated To My Step Son

Amara’s POVThe world outside the car blurred as the tires creaked against the uneven road. Trees whipped past, their dark silhouettes a stark contrast against the pale glow of the moon. My fingers twisted into the thin fabric of my dress as I fought the urge to cry.This was it.The ride out of Blue Moon felt surreal, like I was suspended between two nightmares. I couldn’t decide which was worse, being under Alpha Derrick’s control or being traded off like cattle to Alpha Magnus.I clenched my fists tighter and lowered my head, murmuring a silent prayer to the Moon Goddess. “Please,” I begged. “Let this be the beginning of something better. Let me survive.”But survival wasn’t a guarantee.The car came to a jerking halt, nearly sending me tumbling from my seat. My heart leaped into my throat as the driver climbed down and threw the door open. “We’re here,” he grunted.I hesitated, my legs feeling like lead. The towering gates of the mansion loomed ahead, their iron bars twisted into

Amara’s POVThe morning sunlight filtered through the curtains, soft and golden, and for the first time in years, I felt… warm. Safe wasn’t the word, not entirely but something about the night before, sleeping in a bed instead of the cold, hard ground, had given me the tiniest semblance of comfort. Here, there were no biting winds, no harsh commands, no chains. It was temporary, I knew that, but for a fleeting moment, I allowed myself to pretend.I ran my fingers over the soft fabric of the blanket before swinging my legs over the side of the bed. My bare feet sank into the plush rug, another luxury I hadn’t known in years. I closed my eyes, trying to steady the whirlwind of emotions inside me. How long could this fragile peace last?The kitchen was eerily quiet as I moved about, gathering ingredients to prepare breakfast. Cooking had always been my solace, the one thing that grounded me amidst chaos. The smell of sizzling eggs filled the room, a small smile tugging at my lips as I st

Amara’s POV I was sitting on the icy stone floor. My fingers shook as I reached out to Kael’s face. He lay there, breathing shallowly and not moving. But he still felt warm under my touch. His last word echoed in my mind like a haunting song. I didn’t know if I should believe it or be scared. It seemed impossible. Kael was the Alpha's son. I was a servant, just someone meant to suffer until I broke. But the moment he touched me, I felt it too. There was a strange link between us. It was like an invisible thread, buzzing with energy we both felt. But I couldn’t think about it now. Kael was in front of me, hurt and bleeding. The monster who did this was out there, free as a bird. My stomach twisted as I remembered Magnus's cruel laughter. I could still feel his touch, and it made me sick. I hugged myself tight, trying to keep it together. I couldn’t break down. Not now. I scooted closer to Kael. I gently put my palm on his chest, feeling for any signs of life. He was sti

Amara’s POV When Kael left, the room felt heavy. It was so quiet that it almost hurt. My heart raced as I sat on the cold stone floor. My body was sore from what I had gone through that night. Each breath reminded me of Magnus and the pain he caused. Yet, it didn't compare to the storm brewing inside me. I hugged my arms around myself. It was like trying to block out a truth that hurt too much. Kael was my mate. But he was also the son of the man who had taken my dignity and my freedom. It felt unfair. I didn’t want this bond at all. I should have felt anger. I should have pushed away any feelings for him. But there I was, remembering how he had touched my cheek. That little gesture sent heat through my tired body, and it scared me. I clenched my fists tight. No. I refuse to let this bond run my life. The door creaked. I flinched and held my breath. Who was it now? A guard? Maybe even Magnus? But it wasn’t either. It was an older woman with sharp eyes. They looked curious but kind

Amara’s POV My room felt even smaller today. The walls seemed to push on me. The air was thick and heavy. I couldn’t shake Kael’s words from my head. He said there was a chance to escape. But could I trust him? What if it was all a trick? I had no time to think about it. Suddenly, the lock clicked, and the door opened slowly. I braced myself, thinking it’d be Kael walking in. But it wasn’t him. It was Magnus. He was huge. He filled the room like a dark cloud blocking out the sun. My stomach dropped. With a chilling calmness, Magnus shut the door. His smile was slow and unsettling. “My son thinks he can keep you safe from me,” he said, stepping closer. “He doesn’t know how much I enjoy destroying things.” I felt my heart race. I wanted to run, but my body felt like it was stuck in place. I couldn’t escape. Magnus reached for me, grabbing my chin hard. “You’ve got fire in you,” he said, tilting my face up to look him in the eye. “That’ll make this all the more fun for me.” I