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.
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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.
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Chapter 2
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(Aurora's POV)
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Just as I entered the entrance to the bar, the unpleasant odor of alcohol along with the sickening smell of lust came straight. I had hardly ever been in a bar and wouldn't even know what alcohol felt like.
A drunken man with vomit-inducing burps suddenly appeared in front of me and immediately grabbed my ass before I could react.
"Shit Asshole! Get off!" I angrily kicked him aside as he bared a mouthful of yellow teeth, once again giving me a lecherous grin. I fought back the rising feeling of vomiting in my stomach and the urge to cut his cock off on the spot as I still remembered my mission for the day.
Mrs. Brooklyn would soon find out the one under the covers was my disguise. And if words got out about Roman Regalia's precious daughter sneaking out to a bar to meet a man, my father would lock me in a room for a year till the day I got married.
I had no time to waste.
Julia hid behind me, trembling as she tried to drag me out of this dark place, and I hurriedly held her arm, signaling to her that I would protect her. Though I could not shift, my royal alpha blood was still strong.
My eyes searched the whole bar, I was sure I would catch that asshole as I already remembered the obvious royal symbols in their attire. When my eyes immediately lit up as they caught sight of the box deep in the corner, an angry voice stopped my way.
"Hey you, stop there!"
Oh, crap!
"What are you two girls doing here?" That voice startled me. More so, it was a familiar voice. My uncle, Theo.
Julia immediately looked in that direction as if seeing a savior, and before I could stop her, she ran toward my uncle. That traitor! I'll be sure to tickle her when we get back. Julia was most ticklish!
But how did Uncle Theo come here? Had my disguise been recognized so quickly? Were they here to take me back as my father ordered? Thinking of this, I immediately tried to run away from his sight but his two guards blocked my way.
"Aurora? Julia?"Uncle Theo walked closer to us with a stern voice: "What are you doing here? This is not a place for young girls like you two. Go home!"
I bit my lips and avoided the stare from Uncle Theo's grey misty eyes. Mine were the same. Just like my mother's eyes. Uncle Theo was my mother's elder brother and he had always been on my side.
Somehow, I felt he was not on my side that night. Even, I felt like he was disappointed by my presence at the bar.
"Are you here for the cursed Prince, Aurora?" His tone turned down after he suddenly realised something.
I pursed my lips trying to find an excuse, but wise as he was easy to spot my little lie. I immediately pulled on his arm, making a pitiful face, "Uncle Theo, please. I just want to meet him once. You know me... I don't want to marry someone I never knew about," and I would surely want to punch Prince Charming's face if I get a chance.
After my father, Uncle Theo would definitely be the second man who loved me the most, and every time I made such a face, he would grant me anything I asked. But tonight it wasn't working.
He sighed deeply as he held my shoulder, "Not a good time to meet him, Aurora, especially at this place. This place is for adults to get drunk, and adults do silly things when they are drunk. Go home, child."
Again. They started lecturing me about age again. Even though there was only a year left for me to turn into an adult, I was still a child in their eyes.
"Ah! My stomach aches ......" Julia suddenly crouched down in pain covering her stomach, I immediately got her intention as I caught the strange grin she was giving me. When Uncle Theo looked down to care about her, I dove into the crowd
I heard Uncle Theo's angry voice rising behind but before they could get me, I approached the box where I noticed earlier.
Then, I felt different. A sweet scent made me turn my head to the side as I followed the gust of wind that moved the scent away from me. I was drawn to it. My heart was beating fast, and I felt a strange sensation on my skin. What was wrong with me?
I closed my eyes to locate where the scent was, drawing my body closer to it. As I opened my eyes, it was then I saw a blonde woman caressing a man's cheeks. She whispered some words in his ears that made the man kiss her passionately.
His hand moved down to her waist and pulled her voluptuous body closer to his. That scene watching them hunger to taste each other's lips was making me blush and hot. It was as if the temperature of the night had risen around me.
"Oh, look at that! Roman's future son-in-law has found himself a mistress."
"So, it is true that he has a thing for Witches."
"Wait till Roman finds out about this affair."
And those words had unexpectedly crushed my heart as I realised the hot guy who was openly flirting with that woman was none other than my fiancé! Logan Charming.
Oh, Goddess! I was right! I really should have punched his face hard.
I was about to vent my anger and scold loudly at his face but my steps froze then moment he suddenly stopped and turned to meet my gaze. Those jewel-like blue eyes lit up instantly as if he recognised who I was. And then I felt a surge of strange heat burning down my spine.
I had no idea what happened to me. And my legs were carrying me away from the bar door before I could utter any word.
I finally got my breath back as I fled out of his sight. What the hell was that strange feeling just now? Why was my heart wrapped in an inexplicable sourness when I recalled the image of him kissing another woman?
I meant we've never met, there's no way I could have feelings for him. Even if he was an invincibly handsome guy, it wouldn't disprove the fact that he was an asshole. I have to cancel this marriage!
"Yes, I have to tell Father that Logan Charming is a slutty bastard. There must be other ways to end the war." I repeatedly said that in my head, like chanting some prayers.
I was soon blocked by Uncle Theo, "You need to come with me. Now. No questions."
"I don't want to go anywhere except for home." I requested, but my voice somehow cracked.
"Aurora, what happened? You look.. not yourself." Julia knew me well. She handed me a handkerchief to wipe my tears, "Did someone hurt you? Are you crying?"
"No! I'm not crying." I replied, trying to make myself sound fine. Crying for Logan Charming? Kidding me? I'm not going to shed a tear for that kind of scum!
"Both of you, come with me." Uncle Theo waved to two other men to stand behind us, making sure we followed them to the car.
"To the safe house," he turned to look at Julia and me, with a serious look on his face, "Stay in the safe house. No matter what, do not leave that place. You got that?"
I sensed something was wrong, but he didn't give me any chance to ask questions. He left us behind with the two guards who clearly were not interested in us asking questions.
As I sat in the back seat of the limousine, I looked out of the heavily tinted windows and saw Logan Charming running towards our moving car. "What does that idiot want from me?"
"Aurora, what's wrong? You haven't looked well since you came out of the bar..." Julia looked at me with worry, "Have you met with Prince Charming?"
I wanted to comfort her that I was fine but I somehow couldn't make a word. My heart felt like being squeezed so tightly by a big hand that I couldn't even breathe smoothly, especially when the scene Logan lingered on the blonde woman's lips came back to me.
Suddenly, the car that had been driving normally was forced to stop as if it had encountered some obstacle, and my forehead hit the back of the seat so hard that I couldn't call out the pain in time to see the figures past by the car window. Then, from the driver's side stretched in with a grayish-white claw!
Without a blink, it broke the neck of the driver and the smell of blood immediately filled the entire cabin-
Oh, my Goddess! What happened?
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For three years, I hid my identity as the sole heiress of a multi-billion dollar tech empire to live in a cramped apartment and support my boyfriend, Ben.
But the day before our engagement, I stood outside a meeting room and overheard him talking to his wealthy boss, Haylie.
"She's just a stepping stone," Ben laughed, his voice full of contempt. "A poor, ambitionless distraction while I work my way up to where I really belong."
He mocked the cheap silver ring he gave me, calling it a necessary prop to keep a naive fool happy.
He bragged about the multi-million dollar merger proposal he was presenting, planning to use it to secure his promotion and build a future with her.
He had no idea that I had secretly negotiated that entire deal using my real connections just to give him his big break.
I had sacrificed my family's comfort, my true identity, and my own career just to watch him rise.
I poured my heart and soul into our humble beginnings, only to realize he saw my love as a pathetic joke and me as disposable trash.
I calmly picked up a pen and voided the merger agreement, tearing my hard work into tiny pieces.
I went home, slid the cheap ring off my finger, and dropped it into his mug of cold coffee.
"Soon, you'll find out exactly who is nothing."
Walking out the door, I pulled out my phone and texted my billionaire father.
"I'm in. Announce the merger."
7.2
Betrayed by her sister. Killed by her husband.
Reborn, Sarah returns with one goal-revenge.
This time, she won't be the fool.
And with the Knox, the most dangerous man by her side...
she'll ruin them all, and take back everything that belongs to her.
Promotional line: They killed me once. This time, I'll destroy them first.
8.4
I worked three double shifts at the garage just to buy a velvet-boxed cake for my wealthy girlfriend, Arleen.
But when I pushed open the VIP room door, I saw her lover kissing her bare leg.
She didn't push him away. Instead, she laughed and swirled her martini.
"I only forgot Finn because I knew he would stay. He is a poor boy from Queens who follows me around like a loyal dog."
Later that night, her lover intentionally crashed a Porsche to scare me, sending a piece of jagged metal into my skull.
Lying in a growing pool of my own blood, I watched Arleen crawl out of the wreckage.
She didn't even look at me. She threw herself at her uninjured lover, screaming for a medic.
"He just got scraped by a piece of plastic. He is faking it. Deal with Jaquez first!"
When I woke up, I wasn't free. Arleen had locked me in a private hospital wing with 24-hour security, planning to isolate me and keep me as her broken, captive toy forever.
My blind, pathetic devotion finally froze into absolute disgust.
I looked at the heart monitor next to my bed and grabbed an IV needle.
I severed the sensor wire to trigger a flatline, slipped out the fire stairs while the nurses panicked, and burned my identity to ashes.
This time, I was going to disappear to London, build my own empire, and watch hers burn.
7.9
After her twin brother's unexplained death at Alpha Academy, Alexandria Hyde takes his place and his name to uncover the truth. Now living as "Alex," she's thrown into a world of hot, testosterone-fueled Alphas who fight to the brink of death... and she has to survive it while hiding who she really is.
But staying hidden isn't easy–
Not when the Alphas start noticing her.
Not when the truth she's chasing might destroy her first.
And definitely not when they start fighting for her instead.
9.1
Cora crash-landed her escape pod on a brutal alien planet, only to be immediately hunted by a massive six-eyed beast.
A colossal black wolf dropped from the canopy and crushed the beast's neck to save her. But before she could even breathe, the wolf transformed into a towering, naked primitive man with glowing gold eyes.
He hauled her back to his savage tribe, where she was instantly treated like garbage. The women sneered at her fragile human body, and the men eyed her like fresh meat.
The tribe leader's jealous daughter even handed her a waterskin laced with a terrifying alien breeding drug, hoping to turn Cora into a mindless spectacle of lust in front of the entire settlement.
"Drink. You look like you're dying," the daughter sneered, waiting for Cora to lose her mind.
Cora was terrified and completely out of her depth. She didn't understand why this lethal Alpha warrior looked at her with such dark, consuming possessiveness, or why he was willing to slaughter his own people just to protect her.
How was a stranded human supposed to survive in a terrifying world where every plant, beast, and local wanted her dead?
"BEEP! Critical Warning! Liquid contains high concentrations of alien aphrodisiac herbs," her implanted AI assistant suddenly echoed in her skull.
Looking at the hostile tribe and the fiercely protective Alpha shielding her, Cora silently activated her tech interface. She wasn't just going to be a helpless pet in this savage world.
7.8
My abusive ex was threatening a lawsuit that would destroy my father's career and wipe out my PhD. I was completely out of options.
That night, Graham, the boy from next door I hadn't seen in a decade, showed up at my apartment in the middle of a hurricane. Now a wealthy orthopedic surgeon, he offered a transactional marriage: he needed a local wife to keep his family away while he cared for his sick mother, and in return, he would make my ex disappear.
I thought it was a simple deal. But the morning after we signed the marriage license, Graham didn't just scare my ex off—he ruthlessly dismantled him. Then, Graham turned to me. His eyes were dead as he pulled out his phone, showing me a high-resolution photo of the night I illegally sold lab samples to pay off my ex's initial blackmail. He had hired a private investigator to stalk me. If that photo leaked to the FDA, I wouldn't just lose my degree; I'd go to prison.
"I needed a guarantee," he said flatly.
I was shaking with rage and terror. This wasn't a rescue. It was a hostage situation. Why did he hunt me down? Why use my darkest secret to trap me in this twisted marriage?
I couldn't live like this. I demanded an immediate divorce. But at the courthouse, the clerk dropped a bomb on us: state law required a mandatory thirty-day waiting period. Thirty days trapped with a ruthless, manipulative stranger. I had to find a way to break his leverage before the month was up.