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Fated to My Father's Killer

Chapter 4 Bring Her Back to Me

Word Count: 1485    |    Released on: 13/05/2026

Years

ming'

t did not happen. I was not a religious person to begin with. But from what I have

one of her creations. A

ayer, "Moon Goddess, wherever you are, if she

talking to,

night. Two very sexy-looking women were standing at the

your castle next?" her bronze skin shimmered under the small light coming from the room.

e relationship w

of you. Take

er one giggled and took steps closer to me. She wa

d lost myself to those

n come back to my mind. The scene where Aurora was determined

ng that might ha

ere she had fallen down. For days and many nights, the people of

hurt was making it hard for me to fulfill my sexual desire.

And I have tried to fill

ures started to fear me, and I was the one elected to b

on cycle. The craving for Human blood heightened a

tures had also agreed for a Human Prince like me to sit at the thro

I was able to restore balance for al

r side of me when I turned into the hideous monster that killed mercilessly.

o things that I refused to do. I could feel it was

full moon, I had to hunt to keep myself alive and p

ng asked me as I thrust deep inside of her not caring if it w

were the words I would say before I suck their blood dry, maki

elf. I hate

here was no

oon Goddess would g

years ago, I lost

*

ora'

to be one of the

le applauding. He was the one who happened to save me at the bo

eing Aurora Regalia. She was de

to slack off a bit. Just to win a chance.

ve

ithout your help." I smiled and walked towards him wh

f three years ago. It heard my call. Roxy was her n

ed to it. Fortunately, Luke found me on the ground where

I never knew exis

wandering somewhere else," he said af

on the ground. His strong body was on top of mine. The closeness of our warm bodies touching eac

omeone as our own mate, I was sure i

, all that would be left

Purple Mountain, my eyes gleamed with what others

racking my bones and muscles shifting beneath my

ured Wolf with yellow eyes. A well-known Rogue Wolf that led

torted and twisted as I morphed into a whit

rful. I hoped I would be powerful enough to bring Logan down. I heard he wa

to bring him down, he pulled my arms to put

rolled him over to the side. We fought each other trying

him fall off into the river. A moment later, he got o

rge rock formation waiting for him to walk clo

lips with his thumb. "The prize is what you seek for many months. A way to get clo

, and I asked him to repea

Rivera Castle. And you, will be s

e how excited I was. After the tough days o

s grateful to the Goddess for keeping me alive. So tha

ur blood to atone for

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Fated to My Father's Killer
Fated to My Father's Killer
“"You can't escape me, Aurora. You are mine!" The Alpha King's roar echoed through the palace walls. But Aurora just tightened her grip on the blade hidden beneath her cloak. She would never-never-give herself to the monster who murdered her father. Even if the Moon Goddess cursed her to be his mate. *** Aurora Regalia once had everything-a loving father, a prosperous pack, and a future that glittered with promise. Her father, the king, even chose her a mate: Logan Charming. Powerful. Charismatic. Cursed. She thought he was her destiny. Then she watched him tear her father's head from his shoulders. One night. One betrayal. Her entire family, slaughtered. Her pack, reduced to ashes. Aurora jumped off a cliff that night-not to die, but to survive. To become something her enemies would never see coming. An assassin. A ghost. A blade wrapped in silk. For years, she trained in the shadows, fueled by one single purpose: revenge. Blood for blood. She would make Logan Charming suffer the way she had suffered. She would carve his heart out and feel nothing. But fate had a cruel sense of humor. The Moon Goddess looked down at her shattered daughter and laughed. Because the man who destroyed her life? The monster who wore her father's blood on his hands? He was her fated mate. Now Aurora stands at a crossroads she never asked for. Every instinct screams for vengeance. Every fiber of her being recoils at the bond pulling her toward him. But Logan? He doesn't care about her hatred. He doesn't care about her blade. "You can run, little mate," he whispers, crimson eyes gleaming in the dark. "But I will always find you." And when he does? He won't just cage her body. He'll claim her soul.”