All Chapters of Winter's Mate: Fated on Ice : Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Chapter 2 -with a strangerRosie povI had been walking for what felt like hours now. I didn't even know where I was going. My legs felt like a wobbly mess, struggling to keep my balance against the carpet. I rubbed my eyes, trying to shake the haze clouding my head, but the effort only made my skull throb worse. The music from the party downstairs had faded into a faint, distant vibration, but my head was pounding in rhythm with my frantic heartbeat.I didn't even know the way back. It felt like the corridor was never-ending, the doors blurring side to side, swaying and confusing in my vision. I just wanted the spinning to stop. My mother had said the second floor, yeah, the second floor. I held up my hands to count my fingers, but I started giggling because the numbers didn't seem to stay still — they were dancing right in front of my face."Calm down," I muttered to myself, forcing my hands to stop shaking as I stretched my fingers out to count again, but the numbers wouldn't follow

Chapter 3 - Damaged GoodRosie povTwo months later.I paced the cramped floor of my room, my heart hammering against my ribs while I waited for the pregnancy test to prove me wrong. I had missed two months of my period, and the constant fatigue had been affecting my daily life until a coworker joked that I was pregnant, and that was when everything clicked.I had never been with a man except for that one night at the Lawson party, but I couldn't remember anything past the haze. I didn't even know his face: I had just run away, terrified, and scrubbed my skin raw the second I got home, desperate to wash away the feeling of him. I had convinced myself that if I never spoke of it, the night would eventually cease to exist. But when the reminder I’d set on my phone finally rang, my body jolted as I stared at the plastic stick on my bed. Two lines. A sickening dread settled in my gut.No, that couldn’t be. I couldn’t be pregnant by a man whose name and face I didn’t know. A drunk mistake

Chapter 5 - To the Island.Rosie povI don’t know how the wedding ceremony went, but I knew I got married to the man that crashed my wedding and killed my groom in a blurry haze. I got stuck with a man I knew not, the man who had just painted the church floor red while I was whisked away to a helicopter. After he had gestured to the priest, who had fumbled for a moment, his hands shaking as he held the bible to his chest, before he regained his composure and finished the vows as if he had experienced something like this a dozen times before. The crowd remained seated, the air thick with muffled, terrified noise, but no one dared to protest. I couldn't even recall if I had said "I do" or if my voice had failed me again. I just stared at the spot where Mr. Lawson had been standing, haunted by how quickly life had left him—how his face had opened in a silent "oh" before his lively, predatory eyes turned dull and vacant in a heartbeat. The memory made me heave, my stomach clenching as if

Chapter 6 - The MistressRosie POVI was back at the altar. I thought I had been saved from Mr. Lawson, but he turned toward me, blood dripping from the dark hole in his chest. His grin was wide and manic as he rasped, "You are becoming my wife."I shook my head, frantically trying to run away, but the ground felt like endless darkness. I kept stumbling in the white-stained dress, running in circles as he called out, "You are mine."I screamed, "Get away, you are dead!" but he laughed, catching up to me.Then a deafening crack of a gunshot echoed, and I whipped my head toward the light at the end of the tunnel, searching for the figure with the gun who had just saved me, but the dream shattered before I could see his face.***I jolted awake, sweat soaking into my skin as my chest thumped against my ribs. I saw my husband sitting beside me, and the memory of the dream made my breath hitch. In my mind, he was the one who had killed Mr. Lawson, and the power he held over my pathetic life

Interlude IIIJude walked out of the dining room, his hand adjusting the collar of his shirt, feeling it constricting the intake of air he was breathing in as he felt something thump in the corner of his chest, something he wasn't sure he possessed before now. Her skin had been warm against his lips, and the soft gasp she'd released, those wide blue eyes staring back at him, did a lot to him.He kept his gaze forward as River hopped on his tail. "Where are we headed?" Jude asked, already moving toward the door."One of the shipments came in," River said, falling into step beside him to match his pace. "And the new club that opened two weeks ago has been thriving. Word is the police were parading the area a few days back too."Jude raised a brow. Police parading the new club? He and the department had settled things a long time ago, for mutual benefit, with no disruption to each other's work. Well, he could use some distractions for whatever was happening with my wife. "Let's see it."T