The Dark Side Of Fate

The Beating Of His Heart ~Josphine~ Justin vented his frustration towards Liam, who remained silent and took the blame even though I was the one who convinced him to go to the place in the first place.

The guilt weighed heavily on me and I imagined what Justin must have endured when the King called, desperately trying to speak with Liam, and Justin having no idea how to reach him.

The King’s worry was entirely understandable.

The circumstances had led to everyone being evacuated from Grizlo for a valid reason.

It was only natural for him to be on high alert when something happened, especially since the incident took place at his mother’s house.

I recognised the legitimacy of his fear, and I felt awful for causing so much concern and putting Liam in a negative light with Justin.

I couldn’t shake off the feeling of blame, fearing that it might lead to problems between Liam and me.

As I made my way to my room, I sternly reminded myself not to act impulsively in the future.

Justin’s concerns were entirely justified.

What if we had been attacked in that place? Despite being fighters capable of defending ourselves, we would have been overpowered if they came in large numbers.

The possibility that they might have used weapons as well weighed heavily on my mind.

I may be immune to Silver, but Liam wasn’t.

The seriousness of the situation dawned on me, and I felt an overwhelming sense of remorse for my actions.

While I was in the shower, I heard a knock on the door, and my immediate instinct told me it was Liam.

He was the only person who would come knocking at my door this late at night.

Covered in soap, I decided that once I finished freshening up, I would head to his room.

The idea of going to his room gave me a rush of excitement, causing goosebumps to prickle my skin.

The memories of our time together at the lake and in his room replayed in my mind.

The way he spoke and the things he did made my heart flutter.

The almost-kiss we had shared at the lake was real; it couldn’t have been a product of my imagination.

I was certain of it.

After I finished freshening up and slipped into my pyjamas, I decided to check on Liam to ensure he was okay, especially since Justin’s demeanour had been serious.

Gently knocking on his door, I was surprised when Liam opened it and motioned for me to come in.

As I stood in his room, I felt a bit uncertain about what to say or do.

Liam looked attractive in his shorts, and not wearing anything on top allowed my mind to wander for a brief moment.

“Sorry about…” I began, but he interrupted me, preventing me from finishing the sentence.

He quickly put on a T- shirt and then guided me towards the balcony.

“I had a great time today, and I don’t regret going with you to that place.

I’m just relieved that we made it back home safely,” he expressed, stepping out onto the balcony.

I watched him closely, unsure of how he felt about the situation.

“So you’re not upset with me?” I inquired, and he shook his head, offering his hand to invite me to join him on the balcony.

“Not at all,” he reassured me, pulling me closer so that we stood side by side, gazing up at the stars in the night sky.

In that serene moment, I knew we shared a special connection, and the day’s adventure had only strengthened our bond.

As he gazed at the night sky, I found myself studying him closely.

It was surprising to see that he didn’t appear affected by the incident with Justin.

It seemed as though he had brushed it off, which I knew was to my advantage.

I gently reached out and touched his arm, prompting him to look at me.

“You know you shouldn’t have lied for my sake,” I remarked, feeling grateful for his gesture but also concerned about him getting in trouble.

Liam chuckled and replied, “Who said I was lying? I actually wanted to check it out myself; you just helped me make up my mind faster,” he admitted with a mischievous grin, causing me to laugh along with him.

It was a relief to know that we were on the same page, and our adventurous spirits only brought us closer together.

Not ready to leave just yet, I decided to initiate a conversation with him.

“What do you think the housekeeper might have done?” I asked, seeking his thoughts on the matter.

He gazed at me, pondering the question.

“Beats me, Jo, but one thing’s for sure: we need to be extremely cautious from now on,” he responded, his smile fading as he emphasised the seriousness of the situation.

He continued, “We were under surveillance by those perpetrators.

sent

have

and showed us getting into a cab,” he revealed, causing me

were watching us,” I exclaimed,

solemnly and drew

mind racing to the worst possible scenarios, realising

me in a comforting hug while gently stroking my hair

to

I couldn’t help but embrace him tightly, cherishing the safety and warmth he

arms, and we chose to savour the moment, relishing each other’s

and if there had been music playing, I would

stay focused and present in that serene

my name, and I lifted my

it

a day filled with cherished

smile, I found

held a promise that stirred emotions I didn’t know I craved, leaving me to wonder if I was merely imagining things or overanalysing

I managed to whisper, but my voice caught in my

door interrupted our moment, and I couldn’t help but curse whatever seemed

Liam mutter a curse word under his breath too, which was quite endearing, causing me to

I nodded, signalling that he could answer the

tired and in need of sleep, I announced, “I’m going to bed,” making my way toward the

that

revealing Oliver, who had a smile that faded when

appeared visibly awkward, and rightfully so, as

Oliver asked, his tone carrying a hint

trying to appear nonchalant even though my demeanour probably

“No, you’re good, Oliver.

him quickly to make my way to my

was still racing from the near-kiss moment with Liam, and I couldn’t help but curse the interruptions that kept occurring

I let

and just seize it,” my wolf, Onyx, suggested, sharing my

times in a row, our moment had been interrupted,

else get in the way of embracing what I

bed hoping for a good

thought, I might

that night,

the morning, setting the tone

eight, I was aware

to get ready by eight-thirty and made my way to the dining

I found everyone already

at the far

me, he promptly got up from his seat

but it made me feel a bit shy to be the

attention to my tired appearance, as I had completely forgotten to

be aware that I didn’t

her comment

whispered, “Slept late,” and I

serve my food,

my thoughts, Noah’s question

moment for me to connect the dots, given

believe the perpetrators were sent to do something at Grandma Stephanie’s house, and the person who sent them blew up the van to cover their tracks,” I was impressed by

fun with all the danger looming,” Sebastien

to Liam about finding his girlfriend made

word “girlfriend” suddenly bothered me, even though it hadn’t

for

but I quickly placed it back on the plate, hoping no

potentially reuniting with Sophia weighed heavily on my

do if she returns and finds her fated Li? Will you be able to move on? You’ve already moved heaven and

all here because of her?” Marvin teased, and I found it

me threatened to surface,

stayed seated, not wanting to draw attention to

in my chest, the kind that usually preceded tears, but

my emotions overwhelm me, especially

all my strength to remain composed and steady, even though it felt

attempting to downplay any romantic connection between him

let it slide and teased him about the night she went missing, implying that he had planned

comment, asserting that Liam had practically confessed his

in Mountain, and it

this time, it struck a nerve, and I felt a surge of emotions

it any longer, I pushed my plate away and stood up to excuse myself, pretending that

sight, I hastened up the stairs, desperate to

my room, I allowed myself to release the emotions

deeply, trying to regain composure, but tears streamed down

that this teasing about Sophia and Liam had hit a sensitive nerve, and I needed a moment to collect myself and

couldn’t help but berate myself for foolishly entertaining the thought that there

deeply for Sophia, which was precisely why we were in Grizlo

tears streaming down my cheeks, I allowed myself to cry

to let out the emotions that