All Chapters of FATED TO HIS DARKNESS : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

KAEL’S POV The folded letter remained clenched in my hand as I stepped out of our chamber. The warning echoed inside my mind like a distant storm. My jaw tightened. I glanced back once before shutting the door quietly. She had fallen asleep moments after reading the message, her brow slightly furrowed even in sleep. I touched her arm and stood there for a moment, letting my scent steady her breathing and ensuring the tension had truly left her body. I walked down the corridor, my mind already reaching through the mind-link. Liam. He answered immediately. My king. I pushed the images of the letter into his thoughts. I felt his shock spread through the mind-link before it hardened into focus. I ordered double security throughout the castle. Double patrols around our chambers. And quietly investigate every servant, guard, and council member who has access to this floor. Yes, my king. Rate this “Find out who placed that letter,” I continued, my tone darkening. “And

AMARA’S POVThe celebration did not end quickly.Even long after the ceremonial howl faded into the night sky, music continued to echo through the grand hall. Torches burned bright along the stone walls, their flames flickering against ancient carvings, while laughter could be heard loudly from the balcony.I stood beside Kael — my King. My husband.The weight of that word still felt unreal.Guests approached in steady lines, bowing low, offering blessings and pledges of loyalty. Some smiled warmly; others studied me with quiet calculation, as if measuring the woman who now stood beside their Alpha.Kael’s hand remained firm at the small of my waist throughout the night — steady, grounding. He introduced me to nobles, commanders, and elders of distant packs. I nodded when appropriate, offering composed smiles, but he spoke more than I did.Even in celebration, he listened to reports slipped discreetly between congratulations. He gave short instructions in return.Even tonight, he was

AMARA’S POVThe first ray of dawn crept through the windows of my office. My fingers traced the edge of the ceremonial schedule, my heart fluttering with a mixture of excitement and tension. Today was my first official duty as Queen, overseeing the Alpha’s seven-day Bonding Ceremony. Every choice I made would echo through the history of Kael’s reign.I took a deep breath, mentally preparing myself. The room was silent except for the quiet rustle of papers.Lady Jasmine entered gracefully, her silk gown flowing with every step, followed by Lord Eldrin, his leather-bound ledger tucked carefully under one arm.“Your Majesty,” Lady Jasmine said, bowing. “Shall we begin with the invitation?”I nodded.The table was spread with dozens of designs, each more elaborate than the last—embossed crests, intricate calligraphy, hints of silver and gold. I ran my fingers over each one, considering the symbolism of every colour and shape.“This one,” I finally said, pointing to a sapphire-colored scro

AMARA’S POVThe palace feels quiet this morning.Today, the twelve Alpha rulers are coming into Kael’s land. I stand near the balcony doors, watching the courtyard below.Servants move quickly, as if they are afraid of slowing down for even a minute. The banners of Kael’s kingdom snap sharply in the wind.Black and silver.Exactly how Kael wants his kingdom to be seen.I inhale slowly.Behind me, I feel a presence and know who it is.Kael.The weight of his presence is something I am still learning how to live with. It pulls at a part of me I do not fully understand yet.“Are you nervous?” he asks quietly.I don’t turn immediately. I let myself search for an answer to that question.Then I turn toward him slowly.He stands with his hands clasped behind his back, his gold eyes watching me the way he studies war maps.“I don’t know,” I say plainly.And it is the truth.I press my fingers lightly against the cold balcony stone.“Twelve Alphas entering the kingdom at once…” I whisper. “It

KAEL’S POV I knew something was wrong with her at the feast. Amara tried to hide it. She always acted this way when she believed the burden was hers to carry alone. But I could feel it through the mate and blood bond. A faint weakness pulsed through the connection like a dying heartbeat. I stood beside the bed for a moment, watching her. The candlelight cast faint shadows across the chamber walls. She looked peaceful, but I knew better. I closed my eyes and reached out through the mind-link. A moment passed before Liam’s voice echoed in my mind. “Yes, Alpha King?” “Investigate the feast,” I ordered calmly. “Every servant, every food served, and every goblet used tonight.” “Is everything alright?” he asked. I gave a low hum. “It depends on what you find.” “Do you suspect someone?” I glanced at Amara again. Her brow had tightened slightly in her sleep. “Several people,” I said slowly. “But until I know what happened… everyone here is a suspect.” “Make it d