Crowned by Fate (Skye) novel Chapter 62

Crowned by Fate

Chapter 62

Skye’s POV

Jake, Jessie’s new husband, charged across the dance floor, fists clenched and fury blazing in his eyes. But he didn’t get far. One of Kane’s men to: forward and struck him with a brutal punch. Jake

crumpled to the ground, blood spurting from his nose, Jessie screamed and dropped to her Frieet bet him, clutching his bleeding face.

Chaos erupted instantly. Guests shrieked, chairs toppled, someone knocked over the punch bowl. The DJ stood frozen, mouth open, hand hovering above the turntable as if unsure whether to play another track or

Then I saw Nadia. Her eyes glowed with a da

gue

for his life.

light, her fingers curling as claws began to form. She was losing control.

“No, Nadia!” I shouted, pushing past frightened

A shotgun blast exploded through the air, silencing the room. Plaster snowed down from a fresh hole in the ceiling. Buck stood at the edge of the dance. floor, both hands steady on his double–barreled shotgun, now aimed directly at Kane.

“That’s enough!” he bellowed. “You and your animals get the hell out of my town, or the next one goes somewhere vital.”

Kane didn’t flinch. His calm, eerie composure only made the hairs on my neck rise. He gave a single nod, and one of his men dropped to all fours. A grotesque cracking of bones followed as he partially shifted midair, lunging for Buck with teeth bared.

I threw myself forward, slamming into Buck and knocking him aside. The creature missed by inches, crashing into the wedding cake table. The cake exploded, frosting and fondant flung everywhere. Guests fled in terror. Some screamed, some cried, others froze, paralyzed by fear.

Kane stood among it all, straightening his tie like this was a board meeting.

“No more games,” he said, his voice smooth and sharp as glass.

“What do you want?” I demanded, standing between him and Buck.

“You and your friend,” Kane replied, nodding toward Nadia, who now stood behind me, breathing hard but slowly regaining control. “You’re both coming with me.”

My eyes scanned the room. Phones were out. Someone was filming. A man at the back lifted his cell to his ear. His voice, barely audible through the noise, confirmed my fears.

“Please,” he whispered. “There’s something happening at the-

Kane moved fast. In a blink, he was in front of the man, snatching the phone from his hand. He held it up and spoke clearly into the receiver.

“False alarm,” he said smoothly. “Just a blown fuse at the reception. Lights are back. Everything’s fine.”

He didn’t wait for a reply. He dropped the phone to the floor and crushed

it

beneath his heel.

“Phones,” he ordered. “All of them. Now.”

His men moved swiftly, shouting at the guests. “Put the phones down! Stop recording!”

People obeyed. Whether out of fear or instinct, they lowered their devices, some trembling as they placed them on tables or the floor.

1 turned to Kane. “Please. Don’t hurt them. We’ll come with you. I’ll do whatever you want–just leave them out of it.”

He arched an eyebrow, amused. “You think you’re in a position to bargain?”

I didn’t reply.

He leaned in suddenly and planted a mocking kiss on my cheek. “But I’m generous,” he murmured. “You’ll learn that.

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Chapter 62

Two of his enforcers seized us then. One held my arms, the other grabbed Nadia. We struggled, but it was useless. I felt a sharp prick in my burning sensation

“Relax,” Kane said smoothly. “It’s just a suppressant. Keeps the shifting urges in theck. I’d never hurt you. I just need you to he gentler

I tried to fight, but my limbs were growing heavy, my mind cloudy. Nadia gritted her teeth, fighting against the effects, but I could see it hitting Hel

Take them,” Kane ordered.

We were dragged toward the exit. I caught her dress, tears running down her cheeks.

glimpse of

Buck trying to push through the chaos, calling after us. Jessie held lake in her arms, blad on

“Please!” I shouted again. “Please, don’t hurt them! I’ll do everything you say!”

Kane turned, his expression unreadable.

“You should’ve thought about that earlier,” he said. “If you two had just cooperated, the wedding wouldn’t have gone to hell. Now I’ve got a mess to clean-

up.”

Then he snapped his fingers. “Take their phones. Thoroughly.”

We were forced toward a black SUV parked just outside. One of the men started patting me down roughly, clearly enjoying it. His hand dipped far lower than necessary, slipping inside the waistband of my pants.

“Get your damn hands off me!” I snarled.

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