Goddess’s Design His Fated Mate by Pooja

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 welcand 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 towith a fiirtatious 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, fiuttering 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 atbefore 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 b*dy felt alive, as if I

were born again. The wolf withineagerly 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 callDark.”

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

informbefore walking away. I feel my heart growing heavier with every

passing moment.

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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 becpart of the dirt and ash, which was all that

remained now.

My palms grew sweaty and my entire b*dy 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

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ten others and still find 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 consumedwith 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, forcingto raise my head. It was

none other than the hunter.

“You’re finally back,” he shota blank stare. His 6.2 tall frtowered 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, pullingback to my previous

position. “Who the hell do you think you are growling at, woman?” he glared at