Game of Destiny – A Thrilling Tale of Power, Love & Fate

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Game of Destiny

Chapter S

the pit of my stomach, but it had stopped hurting. Or maybe I had it used to the pain. Either way, it didn’t bother me as much now as it had in the beginning. It was a reminder that I was alive, as a survivor and a fighter. I had built my life from scratch and I was proud of what I had, even if it wasn’t much.

“Have you seen the hunk who just sat down at your table?” CeCe asked me. We were in the middle of the lunch rush and the diner was full of both locals and tourists. I glanced over at the table I knew she had to be referring to, as it had been the only free one in my section. My body froze as I saw him. He was a werewolf, all my senses told me that much, and to add insult to Injury, he was on Alpha. My mouth got dry and my legs refused to move,

“Cece, could you do me the favour and take that table for me? I can take two, or three of yours in return. I’ll even trade you the one with the four children,” I asked. I heard the desperation in my voice,

Are y

you sure, Amie? Have you seen him? Yummy,” she said.

“All yours,” I said. She wasn’t wrong. The Alpha looked like most Alphas, big strong, self–confident. Pair it with blond hair that looked to have a will of its own in a playful way and deep blue eyes and you had yummy. But Alphas were trouble, especially for me. He was the first wolf I had run into since leaving the pack and I didnt want to bring any more attention to myself than necessary. I knew he already knew what I was. If I could detect him in a room full of humans. He, with his fully developed Alpha senses, would have no problem noticing me. CeCe walked over to him and took his order. I saw her flirt with him and he smiled politely back at her. I tried my best to ignore him and keep my distance. It was hard since he sat in my section of the diner, but I think I did a good job. When he paid and left, I felt relieved, he hadn’t tried to speak to me.

“You missed out on that one. Handsome, nice without being creepy and a great tipper,” CeCe said. “Want me to split the tip?” she then asked. I shook my head. She had earned it and even if the fami with four children hadn’t left a huge tip, they hadn’t been skipy either. I would gladly sacrifice the tip to avoid him. The rest of the day, I was on high alert. I was jumpy and kept checking To make sure the unknown Alpha wasn’t anywhere near me.

“Are you okay, dear?” Mrs Jones asked as I was getting ready to leave

“I’m

fine, but thank you for checking.” I told her.

“You seem a little… I don’t know,” she said.

“Skittish,” Rich helped.

“Yes, that is the right word,” she agreed.

“I’m fine, just didn’t get enough sleep last night. I was going to gave me an excuse for staying home.

I’m sure that

You do that. Do you want me to send Dara over

woman.

cook,” I told

call me if

a hug. I hurried home and closed the door behind me. No Alpha.

Chapter 5

Four years later.

bags of our and got a kiss on the cheek from

don’t know what I would do without you,” she happily told

and made sure I got out of my apartment for other things than my work. In return, I gladly offered them a hand with some of the heavier work. The sisters were getting older, and I felt bad for them working so hard. My strength was nowhere near that

treat for you on the counter over there,” Mrs Anderson told me.

to, thank you,” I said before I sank my teeth into a till lukewarm danish

the flour from the storage, she would give me a treat and some of her amazing coffee and I insisted she didn’t

it gets dark,” I told her as I left, holding the

since I arrived four years ago, but unlike the local women, I turned him down. Not just the first time, but every time since. It had become a running joke in town, and I knew people were placing bets on when I would finally give in. The thing with Jessie was that he never took offense at me turning him down. He joked about it just as much as anyone else and over the years, we had become good friends.

marrying the ketchups. Could you start with the

this year we were stuck with Dara. Dara wasn’t a bad kid, she was just clumsy, unfocused and lived more in her own head than out in the real world. To be honest, she usually caused more work than she helped. But Mrs Jones said Dara needed to get out of the house and into the real world.

“Am I happy

see you,”

walked up to her. W

and got back to work.

was your trip?” she asked

as far away as I could possibly get and still make it back home to my shift today. It was my mother’s birthday in a couple of days and that meant I sent postcard to her. I usually just said I was doing well and I hoped she had a good birthday. I did the same for my father’s and brother’s birthdays, as well as for the end of the lunar cycle. It’s like Christmas and new years all wrapped into one

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Chapter S

the pain. Either way, it didn’t bother me as much now as it had in the beginning. It was a reminder that I was alive, as a survivor and a fighter. I had built my life from

middle of the lunch rush and the diner was full of both locals and tourists. I glanced over at the table I knew she had to be referring to, as it had been the only free one in my section. My body froze as I saw him. He was a werewolf, all my senses told me that much, and to add

two, or three of yours in return. I’ll even trade you the one with the four children,” I asked. I heard the desperation in my voice,