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Fated

*****Warning: this book contains mature content which may not be suitable for younger audience. Elena Lockser didn't know who she was until she encounters Aiden Crook. Aiden Crook never believes in a second chance at love until Elena walked through his office. As soon as we stepped into the living room, I breathed out deeply and gazed at him. "I meant, I want to go back to Renee, to my friend." I said. "You are not going anywhere." He stated calmly as if afraid he would lose his temper anytime soon. "You can't tell me to stay here. I don't know you. I don't know what you are. I don't know if I would be your next prey. Please just let me go in peace, please." I didn't realize I was crying until I tasted the saltiness of the tears. "Shut up, I don't want to lose my temper here." He pinched the bridge of his nose, before exhaling slowly. His broad shoulder moved with each breath he took. "Why are you detaining me here? Do you want to kill me? Who are you?" "So many questions in a sentence." He tutted. "Just tell me who you are and why are you keeping me here? I want to fucking know!" Aiden stared at me with uncertainty before stepping towards me. I scurried back, slamming into the door. He pushed me to it violently and I winced in pain at the force. His eyes flickered from the blue it was to a golden yellow and a fang appeared in place of his canine. I shrieked as he continued pressing his elbow in my neck. "This is me, sweetness and you are fated to be with me don't forget that. You are to be my Luna!"

Jay Mhekzyy · Fantasy
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Missing Chapters 17,19,20,22,24,25

CHAPTER 17: Fever

AIDEN

As I drove through the almost empty street of Lone Oak- It was named so because only a few people and cars were often seen moving and out of it. It was the loneliest street as far as West Vale was concerned- I occasionally stole glances at Elena, she was mumbling incoherently, and the back of my hand went to her forehead to feel her temperature.

Grimacing, I withdrew my hand, then switched on the air-conditioner to cool her heated skin.

It was getting worse by the moment, and it was beginning to terrify me. She had been fine yesterday and never showed any sign of fever. Heck, we had even argued, but no sign of her feeling this unwell.

Perhaps, she was bitten, I thought to myself. My breath quickened, and with trembling hands, I brushed aside the strands of white hair covering her neck gently whilst searching for any mark. My tensed body relaxed and I let out a sigh of relief as I found none.