All Chapters of Fighting Fate: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

I had insisted that only Dante, Ben and I head into their territory. I wasn't even that comfortable giving them Dante, and I knew Ben wasn't going to let me do this on my own. The idea of wolves risking their lives for my sister and I felt unjust. But now, surrounded by wolves of all shapes and sizes I was beginning to regret my own demands."We have come to see you're alpha, we have no violent intentions. Please, bring us to him."The wolves around us growled, showing their disease. Until one particularly big wolf with a blind eye stepped forward. He transformed in front of us and Ben stepped slightly in front of me, I bit my tongue to keep from growling. Protection isn't something I want, or need, especially if we're currently facing an enemy."You're from the Gilddian pack?" We nodded and the man smirked,"The great future Gliddian alpha brought with him only one fighter, and a girl for protection."I snarled and stepped in front of Ben.

The alpha gave us no time to talk, he had Dante uncuffed and the wolf who had brought us in, lead him and Ben away. Then he sent Megan back to her room, and I turned to follow her."I've been alive a long time Carrie." I froze in the doorway and looked back at him."In that time, I've made a small observation." I smiled politely, "is this small observation your tiny brain capacity?"The alpha grinned easily at my insult."No, it's the protectiveness of a male over his mate."I rolled my eyes and gave him a slow sarcastic clap."How genius of you."The alpha smiled and shook his head. "Clap all you want Carrie, the fact remains, you're the one that strangled me, not Ben. "My hands tightened against the doorframe, "what's your point?"He raised an eyebrow, "your sister's fiance wasn't passionate enough to attack me for her, but he put a bomb in his neck the minute you were at risk."

Ben woke me before sunrise. It didn't really matter, mainly because I hadn't slept all, and lying on a soft mattress for hours gets boring. I slipped out of bed, careful not to wake Megan.The pack had supplied us with clothes fit for long-distance missions. I kept my dark denim skinny jeans from the day before, pulled on the soft leather hiking boots that were just a little too big. Then nibbled my lip looking, at the shirt options. Eventually opting for a deep purple tank. Dante, Ben and the wolf who brought us to the alpha met me in the hallway. From there we made a beeline for the weapons room. The clicking of metal was the only sound as we suited up for the mission. I lifted up a pair of sleek knives and began spinning lightly in my hands."There's something about a girl with a weapon."I turned around and Dante was smirking at me. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Ben stiffen, but

DANTE'S POV!!!!!"Where did you learn to do this?" Carrie asked quietly, admiring her reflection in the river. Her gorgeous green eyes glinted wildly, a strange mindblowing contrast to the dark blue patterns on her face. Rent smiled at her, "art runs in my family, my mom taught me to paint before I could walk. "A kind warm smile pulled gently at her lips and her eyes softened on him. My wolf whined restlessly. I stepped toward them, "in that case, what happened to my disguise? I look ridiculous."A mixture of splotchy mud stains and sludgy water plants stuck unevenly to the body at odd angles.Rent's eyes snapped to mine, immediately hardening. "What's wrong pretty boy?  Afraid the mud makes you look fat?"I growled, "I look like I swam halfway across the river.""You smell like it too." Rent replied.

It was beautiful. In a weird, wonderous sort of way. It felt like we had stepped into a painting. Fresh sweet grass covered the floor. Windy trees grew up from the ground on small grassy hills. Miniature waterfalls trickled and ran everywhere, and spotless white flowers grew about our feet. However, the atmosphere was anything but tranquil.Everywhere fairy folk danced. While musicians played light wooden instruments I didn't recognize on a black granite platform that patrolled out of a grassy hill. A mind-blowingly beautiful black woman with swirling inky patterns running along her smooth skin and around her bald head stood and sang in a language I didn't recognize. The pink liquid is thick purple petals were being passed around by tiny winged goblins, it was like a nature-themed club. My mind couldn't fathom the amount of magic it was taking to create the illusion of the dark starry sky that was above us."Holy shit,"&n