Bukan Salah Takdir Novels & Stories

He locked himself in a closed room, neither eating nor sleeping nor wanting to meet anyone. But no matter how hard he tried not to believe it, the truth couldn't be changed. He was already an Omega. Anna advised him to accept the truth. "Omega is not as bad as you think. As long as that person is you, Omega or Beta is fine." Over time, Eric's wounds also gradually healed, but the obsession continued in his dreams every time he closed his eyes and went to sleep. His beautiful face and that smug smile never left his mind. It took a very long time for him to heal and start a new life.

It was one of the things she loved the most about him. "I don't blame you. If there's anyone I blame, it's Maama. For letting Beebah live life without knowing who her true father is, she's going to give us hell for it when she wakes. I can only hope she understands that Bakura himself didn't know himself." Ibrahim nodded. Going through the specifics in his mind. " Labeebah's life is never going to be the same again, Hanna." He called his wife's nickname as the declarative statement fell from his lips. Hannatu nodded very understandingly. Life would never be the same for Labeebah again.

We opened the latch and there was a ladder leading to the ground. We entered the space and walked down the path, it was the only tunnel until we reached a huge space. There were five doors in a circular position. The first door read Silver Arsenal, and The second read, Bombs, personnel only. The third door read Project NTX3 Final Phase, the fourth door had no name, and the last door read. "DTX3 enhancer(wolf variation). I did not know what it meant, but none of those labels looked like good stuff.

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Not this early * * *

No promise wrapped in spectacle. Just certainty.

The one I'd wear when I married her. But reality, as always, had its own cruel timing. The ill-fitting suit. The monogram sewn into the lining that wasn't my name. Her cold, dismissive gaze. I realized the woman I loved most no longer had any love left for me. Maybe the truth was, we'd already gone wrong five years ago. Or maybe… we were never right to begin with.

And sulk like a woman whom her husband deserted from. God my life can't get any better.

“He may be your fated mate but he Is not your destined mate, over my body will I allow him get fated to you.” “He is your fated mate but not your destined mate, lycans are dangerous and wicked. “They don’t deserve to have anything with the werewolves and I won’t let you create any friendship because he is your mate. “Mom please, just bless the union because he is my mate.” I pleaded with her with tears already on my eyes. “I am never blessing the union, the only union I am blessing is the union between you and your arranged Alpha.” “Tell your so called Lycan mate to stay away from you and be ready for your Luna ceremony.

Please let nothing wrong happen. _________________________________________________