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Fated to My Father's Killer

Chapter 5 A Little Secret Of Mine

Word Count: 1468    |    Released on: 13/05/2026

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tanding at a corner of a building waiting for a cold-blooded

just have nice skin with a natural glow. A creature

hem but in my desperate t

do hit the town. Fair and smooth skin that was said they would not be eaten by time. End

large animal that could eventually gr

ding! Life was nev

ding any direct eye contact. I did not want h

ccurate. And sometimes I wondered if they glamoured their way to make others t

not supposed to be locked in

s idiotic Vampire, I wou

mn potion!" I hissed m

just a temporary fix to ease your pain. It is not the solution" Clark got closer to me to whisper, "If

ing me another batch the next time we me

of it. You'll get addicted a

on, I would be in excruciating pain beyond words to explain. And he

close friends knew what was wrong with me. And

he darkness locked inside m

w much longer I

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ora'

ation, I finally embarked

e to be a maid at the Old Royal Palace of Rivera. Where

I thought I would

ing was an easy target for me. I could get that mission done

ogan and kill his father

. He told everyone my dead father was attacked from within and he was there trying to s

h? I would tear his mask off, showing the world what ki

g his own father as I had felt when he

colour of my hair changed from red to black. I

ey to brown. My fair skin was covered with a tanned c

era. Luke gave it to me and said it could change my scent from b

magnificent, and several guards were

trance at the side of the palace. I waited patientl

name. I nodded and gave him a smile. "

he palace" I had answers memorised in my head an

lowing me to enter. I gasped seeing what was behind the large

the place after I ended Logan and his fath

t that. I wanted ju

u're assigned to

rdom Court? How could it be? The contact clearly told me I'd be p

're not wrong?" I

ok while touching his bulging purse, "Does an omega like you even

e someone else the position that shou

ed their mouths snickering, "I heard that the Stardom Court is the most remote place here. Onc

n the royal warriors passed by. It was too early to reveal my strength

n. I rolled my eyes and laid my back on the bed. I needed to think while I rested. Th

limitless. I need to

o go out to find a place for running. Just before I was ready to shif

d my Wolf for I did not un

ound. It is pu

I was curious but Roxy didn't expla

t, and then an old metal door appeared before ou

stepped down the stairs, the tantalizing scent got s

e I had come to the bottom and saw the bloodied

recognize that face. Logan Ch

ly, but my heart was quivering as my wolf Roxy tol

ur mate,

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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.”