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When Fate Decides

Fate caught Adria, a twenty-five-year-old orphan, unawares. It was an identity she had never prepared for. She got kidnapped by the Daris pack at a wedding party she attended, after she saw one of them transform. The Daris Pack, who were so determined to end her life, were struck by the discovery they made. Adira was a werewolf, belonging to the Cardias pack, but neither she nor anyone knew about it. After the discovery, she lived in denial and struggled to accept who she was. Adira not only discovered that she might be a werewolf like the pack claimed, she was also burdened by the responsibility to the whole werewolf packs that fate placed on her shoulders. She also discovered that she might be pregnant after a one night stand she had with the Alpha. After she was captured and tortured as a slave in the Cardias pack, Adira ran away from Nimma town and totally away from the pack. But fate had decided to dictate for her, she could no longer live her normal life. Will she accept her identity and the responsibility on her shoulders as the fated one to stop the iluma moon effect or live in pain for the rest of her life if she rejects her fate? As fate unraveled, she sought for better ways to survive.

Zita_Winner · Fantasía
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Missing home

Adira opened her eyes slowly. Her eyebrows fluttered at the command of the wind. She scoffed when the only thing she could see was the clouds. She laughed inwardly, to her, she was now at peace.

"Peace at last."

She said inwardly. A wide smile spread across her lips. She felt suffering was over and she would finally reunite with her mother.

She tried harder to open her eyes, and as she tried, the clouds became brighter. The beeping sounds of the monitor had left her a concern, but her instincts had told her that was the home door.The home her mum had lived in for many years now. 

Her index finger twitched immediately, and it happened again. Together, the wrist joined it. She attempted to lift her left hand from its rest position. But a cold metal had restricted her hands. She scoffed, wondering what would restrict her in her home. The home that was meant to be all about peace.