Chapter 61: The Forbidden Door

Amara’s POVKael didn’t return to the room last night.And he had been avoiding me.I spent most of my time in the room prepared for Adrian inside the castle. I didn’t know him well, not really, but I felt guilt whenever I looked at him.Some days, I used my powers, hoping he would wake.Other days, I buried myself in work—anything that had to do with the palace, to keep my mind from wandering.After a long day, I found myself back in his room again.I stood beside his bed, watching him in silence.Still unconscious.“Wake up…” I whispered softly, though I knew he wouldn’t hear me.After a while, I sighed and turned to leave.The moment I opened the door, I stopped.Liam.After days of not seeing either him or Kael, he was the last person I expected to find standing there.He bowed slightly. “My queen.” But I barely heard him.My thoughts were elsewhere.“Where is Kael?” I asked quietly.Liam didn’t answer immediately.His expression looked conflicted, like he was deciding whether or

Chapter 62: “At His Mercy”

Amara’s POV My heart raced as I stammered, “I… I was trying to get the Veil history.” The words rushed out before I could stop them. “I’m sorry.” Kael’s eyes locked onto mine, as if he were trying to read every thought I had. For a long moment, neither of us moved. Then, without a word, he released me and turned away. I froze. He didn’t say anything. Did he believe me? My chest tightened. He’ll misunderstand me… I thought, panic rising as I hurried after him. But when I reached the hallway, he was already gone. The guards nearby looked at me with surprise. They hadn’t seen me leave. I lowered my gaze, frustration and defeat settling over me, and quietly returned to my room. As I stepped inside, I bumped my forehead against something hard. “Ouch…” I muttered, rubbing the spot. When I looked up, my breath caught. Kael was standing there. I instinctively stepped back. Was he trying to scare me…? I thought, my pulse quickening. He moved closer. And with each

Chapter 63: A Queen’s Connection

Amara’s POV I woke up to an empty room. For a moment, I just lay there, staring at the ceiling, trying to remember where I was. Then it all came rushing back. Kael. Last night. My breath hitched slightly. I turned my head. He wasn’t there. The space beside me was cold, as though he had been gone for a while. A strange feeling settled in my chest. I tried to sit up, but the moment I moved, a sharp ache spread through my body, forcing a soft gasp out of me. My muscles protested, every inch of me sore in a way that made it impossible to ignore. I shut my eyes briefly. He was a beast… last night. Heat rushed to my cheeks as the memories came flooding back—his touch, his intensity, the way he had completely taken control. I buried my face in the sheets, groaning softly in embarrassment. Why am I thinking about this again? A knock sounded on the door, pulling me out of my thoughts. I quickly pulled the covers over myself. “Come in.” The door opened, and

Chapter 64: Echoes of the Mark

Amara’s POV I didn’t move. Kael’s arms were still wrapped around me, firm and unyielding. But his words kept echoing in my mind—over and over, refusing to fade. Be careful who you trust. There had been something in his voice. Not hesitation. Certainty. My fingers tightened slightly against his shirt. The bond… it meant I could feel whatever emotions he tried to hide. I pulled back just enough to look at him. His expression was calm. Unreadable. But I could feel it. Something beneath the surface. Something he wasn’t saying. I closed my eyes and focused, trying to reach whatever thread of emotion I could find through the bond. At first, there was nothing. Then—it opened. Slowly. Just enough. I felt his wolf holding everything back. A restraint—tight, suffocating, barely containing something dangerous. My breath hitched as I pushed a little further. “Don’t.” The connection snapped instantly. He shut me out. My eyes flew open. The emptin

Chapter 65: Secrets and Betrayals

Amara's POV Darkness swallowed everything. I wasn’t in the wasteland anymore. I was somewhere else. The air was thick with tension. Voices in the distance. Fear. And then, I saw him. A young man, in his early twenties. He looked so familiar. I moved closer, just then, my breath caught. Dad? I yelled, but he didn’t seem to hear or see me. He looked scared. I could see the horror in his eyes. His arms were wrapped tightly around something. A baby. My heart stuttered. The baby was crying weakly, like she was hungry but also scared. Her tiny hands trembled. He tried to comfort her, rocking her back and forth while humming in Druid language. Then suddenly—the crying stopped. My brows furrowed. The baby’s small fingers were in her mouth… Sucking, trying to silence herself. Something about it felt wrong. The more I stared at them, my chest ached for reasons unknown to me. “Take her,” a voice said. I turned. A woman stood a few steps away. She was covered in a hood,

All Chapters of FATED TO HIS DARKNESS : Chapter 61 - Chapter 65

Chapter 61: The Forbidden Door

Chapter 62: “At His Mercy”

Chapter 63: A Queen’s Connection

Chapter 64: Echoes of the Mark

Chapter 65: Secrets and Betrayals