Prisoners of Fate
karasee dee · Completed · 145.4k Words
Introduction
Despite bleeding, she didn’t stop but his anger just made her want to provoke him more. “Wow, little boy doesn’t want to admit he has problems in the bedroom?” she asked with a smirk.
Hendricks knew then and that if he got any closer to her he would rip her apart and later regret it...
Grace, a hybrid, her mate killed her entire pack and spared only her but for his own gain. he marked her forcefully, when Grace finally runs away from him she looks for a way to get rid of his mark.
She does find it but she has to pay a price, if they remove the mark then a part of Grace would go with it. But it’s a price she is willing to pay. The mark is removed then Grace becomes a shell of a person, she doesn’t feel love anymore and all she wants is to kill her so-called mate.
In the path of revenge, Grace finds her second chance mate, an Alpha prince, and she saves him as a prisoner. He is perfect and wants to be with her, but, Grace can’t ever love him back.
The price of getting rid of the mark is that she cant love anyone else, she is not capable of love...
Is she?
Chapter 1
Grace did what she does every day, she woke up and brushed her teeth and then changed into her running shoes and some leggings like always.
she took a water bottle and her head phones and prepared to go for her run…
she walked past Hendricks office, “I am going for a run” she informed him like she does everyday but he ignore her and continued talking.
“nonsense we wont give him up, we will use him as bait and when they come to get him we will kill them all” she heard Hendrick say from a distance and she was glad that she wont be here to witness it when it happens…
she walked out and heads bowed down to her as she walked past them, she started jogging at her usual pace and with her werewolf hearing she could tell that no one followed.
When she was a little far enough, she started running fast like her life depended on it.
it wont be long before Hendricks realises she is gone and send the calvary to come find her and then when they do, she is dead…
The faster she ran she heard her wolf whimper a bit.
‘I thought you wanted to get away from him as far as possible’ she yelled at her wolf reign who wasn’t happy with her tone at all. ‘lets go and free the prisoner first’ Reign said, and Grace stopped at her tracks and scoffed…
‘the prisoner that is guarded by over 50 rouges??? And you want us to go free him’ she yelled and she didn’t understand why Reign was being so hard all of a sudden.
they have been planning to run from their mate for months and now Reign suddenly cares about some prisoner…
‘he is an Alpha prince, I am pretty sure that they will be here to negotiate his release’ Grace said as she started running again but she remembered something that she heard Hendricks say this morning…
she started running again and she could hear rouge behind her running after her.
she tried to increase her speed when someone blocked her path and standing there in all his glory was her mate and the rouge King Hendricks…
His red hair was in place like he didn’t run like crazy just to catch up to her.
“where are you going mate??? A little far from the pack aren’t you now” he said with a smirk but she could tell that there was a storm brewing in him that she tried to run… he held her hand so hard she almost whimpered in pain, but she held it back.
“you tried to run away for the first time which why you won’t be punished, but do it again mate and I will kill you” he said and Grace could feel her wolf threatening to come out and kill this despicable man.
She walked back to her so-called home with her head bowed down. the moment they got to their room he walked her to a mirror and roughly pulled her long hair up so she could see the mark he left on her neck…
“you see this mark??? It means that you are mine and there is nothing you can do about it, I own you” he said. and Grace scoffed making him turn and look at her surprised. For months she has tolerated his abuse just looking for an opportunity to run away.
“you know what I think when I see this mark??? I think about how unlucky I am to have an idiot weakling like you as my mate, this isn’t a mate bond but it’s a curse and believe me or not one day I will have it removed… I am not yours Hendrick and I never will be” she said, and she grabbed her roughly again…
“who has you under them every night??? Me, whose mark do you bare on your neck Grace??? Mine and who will be the one to kill you??? That’s me too, your life and your body are all mine and nothing can change that not even your hatred” he said with a smirk as he kissed the mark making her want to vomit…
when he pulled back Grace smiled, “I will try to run from you, I will do everything in my power to run away from you and I will do it when you least expect it… believe it or not Hendrick I will leave you and run so far you wont be able to find me, you are not as powerful as you think you are because you prey on woman and not man your type. There is an Alpha prince in one of the prisons and you have him on high dose of wolfsbane because you are too scared to face him, admit it you are weak and pathetic and one day your little rouge pack will realise that and find a better leader or yet a man” she said with venom in her words and Hendrick slapped her so hard she even bit her lip and started bleeding…
“what??? Truth too bitter for you??? Look at you, so pathetic you cant even face the truth that you are a nobody and you have no one, you not even that good in bed” she said rolling her eyes and making him even more furious…
“I wonder why you aren’t good bed, is it the small penis or just the stamina???” she added and this time he dragged her by her hair and flew her across the room and she hit the window.
despite bleeding she didn’t stop but his anger just made her want to provoke him. “wow little boy doesn’t want to admit he has problems in the bedroom???” she asked with a smirk.
Hendricks knew then and that if he got any closer to her he would rip her apart and later regret it…
he couldn’t have his mate die now, they were about to begin war and if Grace dies then it will make him weak physically so he needs her alive but the moment he gets that throne she is dead…
one of the pack members came and bowed to him.
“take her to the dungeons next to our visitors, I would like to take turns torturing both of them and proving to her that I am a man” he said. The guard did as told but they both didnt notice was the smile of victory on Grace’s face as she was being dragged away…
Last Chapters
#108 Chapter 108: friendship
Last Updated: 5/13/2025#107 Chapter 107: final act of love
Last Updated: 5/13/2025#106 Chapter 106: beloved son
Last Updated: 5/13/2025#105 Chapter 105: words
Last Updated: 5/13/2025#104 Chapter 104: copy and paste
Last Updated: 5/13/2025#103 chapter 103: the greatest betrayal
Last Updated: 5/13/2025#102 Chapter 102: the people we hurt
Last Updated: 5/13/2025#101 Chapter 101: domino effect
Last Updated: 5/13/2025#100 Chapter 100: mother’s daughter
Last Updated: 5/13/2025#99 Chapter 99: right person, wrong time
Last Updated: 5/13/2025
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