Chapter 41- The Imposter

Chapter 41- The ImposterMALRIK POVI clearly may have overestimated my plan and didn’t think through before I decided to go ahead with it. In my defense, knocking my brother unconscious and chaining him in the dungeon had felt like an excellent idea. He wouldn’t run after me, telling me this and that. Oh, don't, it will kill our mate, Malrik. Oh, let’s wait for Ysara to come back, Malrik. Oh, you can’t control your beast, Malrik. Blah fucking blah.While he was right half of the time, I didn’t need to hear his voice preaching about control and shit. So I chained him with the same chains that I always wore on the night of the full moon. Brilliant. Right?But, right now? Not so much. Because seeing Aurelia made all thoughts go poof, and now I stood against Azrael’s car with a dry mouth and a slight tremor in my bones. I was a nervous wreck, especially when she looked at me like I had hung the moon myself.Against my better judgment, I unglued myself from the car and walked to wher

Chapter 42- Brothers and Bad Decisions

Chapter 42- Brothers and Bad DecisionsAZRAEL POVMy head hurt. Which was unusual. Because almost nothing could give me a headache. Pain exploded everywhere in my skull, à distinct sensation of my shoulders being pulled in all directions, shoulders are not meant to go overwhelming.I groaned, the sound echoing around the space with an eerie, haunting sound. My head pounded viciously, and I pried my eyes open. Familiar stone walls greeted me from all directions, iron chains rattled with little movements, and I knew instantly where I was. The dungeon. Chained in my own fucking castle. I stared blankly ahead for several seconds, trying to decipher what the actual fuck was going on. And then the memories returned. The best night ever. Aurelia walking beside me, all carefree and happy. Her small cabin, and then, the kiss. The damned, perfect kiss that unraveled me in ways I have never deemed possible. The slip of control, her sweet taste that exploded in my mouth, causing my beast to pu

Chapter 43- The Painful Truth

Chapter 43- The Painful TruthAURELIA POVSomething wasn’t right. I had been staring at Azrael’s neck for the last five minutes. Not subtly. Not discreetly. Blatantly and suspiciously. Like a detective trying to solve a murder. And the conclusion my mind was drawing was fucking harrowing. There was absolutely nothing on that skin. Not a mark. Not a bruise. Not even a faint discoloration. Just smooth, tan skin. My stomach knotted. I knew what I had done last night. I remembered it perfectly. Azrael kissed me with the passion of a thousand burning suns. Cancel that, he didn’t kiss me. He devoured my lips like he was sucking the very essence of my soul right from my mouth. And I melted, my knees turning into jello from the ruthlessly delicious assault. And then, I kissed his neck. I left a stupid little hickey on his neck. When he left, it had been there, bright red and very much alive.So why the hell wasn’t it there now?A chill crawled down my spine from the possible answer. But

All Chapters of Unclaimed By Fate: Chapter 41 - Chapter 43

Chapter 41- The Imposter

Chapter 42- Brothers and Bad Decisions

Chapter 43- The Painful Truth