Goddess’s Design His Fated Mate by Pooja
Chapter 71

Chapter 71

There were two things in the world that I found utterly repulsive: first was children, and the second was the noises they made. Walking among them, I couldn’t help but recall my sheer disdain for these little beings that seemed so easily squashed. Their innocent smiles were so sickening that I could barely stand it without envisioning bloodshed and death.

“Children, now let’s all pay attention for a few moments,” the female teacher spoke loudly, catching the attention of every playing child. “We have a special guest our classroom who has brought lunch for all of us and will play with all of you today. Let’s welcome and thank him, so all of us can enjoy our time together,” she announced. The children responded in unison with a thank you.

The female teacher smiled at them then turned to me with a flirtatious look and blushing cheeks. “Thank you for buying lunch for all of us, sir,” she said.

“It’s not a big deal. Children are our future, my institute does this little activity for their benefit.”

“You must like children,” she bit her l*p, fluttering her long fake eyelashes.

A small smile appeared on my l*ps, “Of course, I love them.”

“Then, I will leave the class in your hands,” she bit her l*p harder and continued smiling shyly, stealing glances at me before exiting the classroom.

Once the door closed, I turned my eyes to the children playing with different toys around the classroom. My legs started to make their way toward a specific table that had captured my attention the moment I entered the classroom. My sole reason for stepping into this nuisance of a place.

Two little children were sitting around a small round table, engrossed in drawing. I casually sat across from them, instantly attracting their attention. “What are you two drawing?”

“I am drawing fish!” The little girl chirped.

“I am drawing a car!” The little boy smiled brightly at me.

I couldn’t help but smile back at them as I subconsciously ran a hand over both of their heads. “Are you two twins?”

“Yes,” they nodded.

“What are your names?” I inquired, inhaling their sweet scents as I held their hands.

“Wyatt”

“Lori”

As their familiar sweet scent filled my senses, my whole body felt alive, as if I were born again. The wolf within me eagerly appeared in my eyes. They inherited her scent, especially the little girl. “What is your mother’s name?” I asked, my voice becoming a little deeper.

“Willow,” they said in unison, bringing another smile to my l*ps. My Rose gave birth to these little beasts?

“Uncle, what is your name?” the little boy asked.

“Me?” I chuckled, “people call me Dark.”

Ella

I drove swiftly into the Emerald Bright Pack, I stopped my car in the clearing, and approached the first person I saw. “Has Reuben returned?” I inquired, my voice tinged with impatience and my breathing uneven. The person quickly shook their head.

“The Alpha has not returned since the Thanksgiving party night days ago,” they inform me before walking away. I feel my heart growing heavier with every passing moment.

5

After discovering my uncle’s plan and witnessing the video of the house where Willow and Reuben were staying being set on fire, I promptly dispatched a few wolves to discreetly inspect the premises. The chilling report that they returned with confirmed my worst fears: the entire house had been reduced to ashes, with nothing left behind. Seeing as petrol was involved, there was little hope of survival for anything that had been within its walls. Everyone and everything in that house was doomed to become part of the dirt and ash, which was all that remained now.

My palms grew sweaty and my entire body turned cold. What if Reuben had truly perished in that fire? No, it couldn’t be true, could it? He wasn’t someone that was easily killed. As far as I knew, he was the kind of wolf who could take down at least

+5

ten others and still replace a way out alive. I just couldn’t shake the thought that he was with Willow. If Willow had died in the fire, then Reuben wouldn’t have made it out either. The realization disgusted and infuriated me.

Yet, if he was still alive, why hadn’t he returned to the pack yet? My uncle’s Beta and the other wolves had returned to the safety of the Opal Moon Pack. That only meant that…

“No…” Frustration, anger, and panic shook my heart. I couldn’t bear the thought of losing Reuben. Restlessness consumed me with every passing second, and I had no idea what to do next.

“Oran or Bix must know something. I have to… I have to ask them,” I muttered to myself, teetering on the edge of losing my mind. Just as I felt overwhelmed, a familiar scent and presence enveloped me, forcing me to raise my head. It was none other than the hunter.

“You’re finally back,” he shot me a blank stare. His 6.2 tall frame towered over my 5.7 physique.

The corner of my l*ps twitched bitterly. His mere presence was enough to fuel the

anger

and hatred inside me. Whenever he looked at me, it felt like he could see right through me. It was a truly miserable feeling.

“Since when do I need your permission to return to my home?” I growled, aggressively shoving passed him.

Suddenly, I felt a strong arm grip my wrist, pulling me back to my previous position. “Who the hell do you think you are growling at, woman?” he glared at me with a fierceness that I had never seen in a human before. It was a look that demanded respect, from eyes that seemed to relish bloodshed and death.

The corner of my l*ps curled in amusement. “Finally showing your true face. Is Willow aware of the executioner side of you?”

He glanced at my smile then back up to my eyes. “No, only you have the honor of seeing my true nature.”

“Oh… I am truly honored,” I chuckled, pulling myself from his grasp. “I wonder why the hunter is showering me with such privilege?” I sneered.

“Is it not because we are two of a kind? Evil can easily recognize another evil, no?”

he smiled, irritating me to the core.

“Who the heck are you calling evil?” I let out a low growl, my claws extended growing larger, ready to end his life then and there. Suddenly, as if he sensed my next move, he grabbed my hand before I could attack him, roughly pulling me closer to his chest.

“Is it not obvious I am talking about you and me? If the woman who can set fire to her fiancé’s house is not evil, then what is she?” he raised an eyebrow, causing my face to pale. How had he… found out about the fire? Could it be he had been keeping an eye on me? Wait a second, had he said I set fire? He seemed to be shooting arrows in the dark!

“Nonsense! I did no such thing. How dare you accuse me of such a crime?! Don’t misunderstand, I will not hesitate to bring you before the council and have your entire hunter clan begging on their knees for my forgiveness!” I growled, giving him a glimpse of my pack’s power. Since I had no involvement in the fire, he couldn’t lay a finger on me.

+5

“That’s true, I apologize for accusing you of a crime you did not commit,” he quickly changed his attitude, admitting to falsely accusing me. However, his abrupt change in demeanor sent off alarm bells ringing in my mind for an unknown reason. “But I agree with your suggestion to bring the whole clan before the council,” he murmured, a hint of malevolence hidden beneath his words.

“What do you mean?” I glared at him, sensing that he was plotting something against me. “Who are you planning to bring to the council?”

“Obviously your uncle, Alpha Adam. He was responsible for giving the order that set fire to that house where Willow and Reuben were,” he grinned, causing my blood to go cold with fear. How did he know about my uncle’s involvement in the fire? He seemed to relish my pale face and terrified expression as he continued, “Now it should be fun to see who will beg on their knees, or maybe there won’t be any begging after all because he’ll just go straight to the beheading…”

“Don’t you dare!” I growled, dangerously grabbing for his collar before he could finish his sentence. “Don’t you dare utter my uncle’s name to anyone…”

“Oh, was it supposed to be a secret?” he raised an eyebrow. My hand shook at his remark, my whole body turned cold when he smirked at me then looked past me.

Slowly releasing his collar, I turned to glance back over my shoulder, only to replace Need Top Metal Stamping? Get a 10% Discount (Start Now)

Oran and Bix standing there with Willow and Reuben. My breath stuck in my throat when I realized all of them had heard me, but what shattered my heart was

seeing the mark on Willow’s n*ck.