Crowned by Fate by Author T.S Novel

Chapter 91 Skye's Po Dawn broke over Dasishown with immatural bealliance , it the nm itself sought to mork on pil with its cheerful persistence . The mining light horred thirugh the ossis trees , casting dappled shadows across the procession as we sade our way to the small dishNE TUN DƏ Nadia's body , wrapped in the traditional black shound irserved for fallen fetas , tested on a wonden platform ramied of by ris warriors .

Adrian led the procession , his face an emotionless mask that couldst spuite conceal the devastation in his eyes . Behind him sealed the council members- Vemps Maroon , Lydia , and Garrett - rach bearing tokens that represented Nadia's life and service . I followed a few steps behind , unone of my place in this sedem ritual . Though Nadias final with hat named me at her corner , I felt like an impotter .

The weight of bet Bets insignia pin rested heavily in my pocket , à hunden I want certain I was ready to hear п The entire pack bad gathered at the memorial ground , forming a perfect circle around the freshly dug grave . Even the childern stand in respectful silenc their young faces solemn as they chatched small white stones - offerings to guide Nadia's spirit on its journey . Adrian stepped forward as the warriors lowered the platform beside the open grave .

His voice , when he finally spoke , carried one of the commanding authority that typically defined him as Alpha , Instead , it emerged rough and hollow , as if scraped raw by ushed tears . " We gather today to honor Nadia Bennett , " he began , his hands clenched at his sides to hide their trembling . Beta of Ombo Pack , daughter of Steven and Katherine Bennett , sister to name by blood but to all by choice .

" A murmur of agreement rippled through the assembled wolves , many nodding as they recalled Nadia's fierce loyalty to our makeshift family . " Nadia was the first to follow me into exile , Adrian continued , his gate fixed on the shuded form before him . " When I lost my birthright , my ! family - when I had nothing to offer list an uncertain future and the promise of hardship - Nadia never hesitated . Not once .

Venus stepped forward , placing a single combat glove atop the shroud , ' She was our strength , the one - armed woman said , her voice steady despite the tears streaming down her face . " When resources were scarce and hope seemed distant , Nadia's determination never wavered . " Marcus followed , his sightless eyes somehow conveying more emotion than many sighted ones could manage . He placed Nadia's training whistle beside the glove .

She built our warriors from nothing , " he said , his deep voice resonating across the clearing . " Weak became strong under her guidance . Broken became whole . Lydia approached next , her steps measured and graceful despite her grief . She ramed a small wooden box , which she placed gently beside the other offerings . " She trusted me when others wouldn't , " the masked woman said , her melodic voice thick with emotion .

" She saw past appearances to the truth Each pack member came forward in turn , adding stones or small tokens to the growing collection of memories - hair ribbon from a girl who nightmares Nadia had soothed , a carved wolf figurine from an elderly Omega whom Nadia had defended from harassment , a pressed desert flower from a warrior whose life Nadia had saved during a border skirmish Then Garrett approached , his uneven gait more pronounced than usual as he limped to the platform .

In his hands , he cared a small copper circuit board , carefully preserved in a clear protective case - the first project Nadia had helped him complete when he joined Osborn . She had sat with him for hours , holding components steady with her strong hands while he soldered , never once complaining about the tedious work "We build things together , " she had told him .

With trembling fingers , he placed it gently atop the shroud , then pressed his forehead ago im a moment of intimate farewell Tabine " She never knew , " he whispraed , his voice barely dibile even to werewoll bearing . She never knew how much … .. " . He couldn't finish , his shoulders shaking with lent sobs as Venus gently guided hun back to his place in the circle Finally , Adrian gestured for the wars to begin lowering Nadia body to the grave .

As the ropes creaked under the weight , he turned and podded to Marcus , who stepped forward carrying a wrapped bundle - the severed head of Kant , preserved since that might of bloody justice . 1/2 Chapter 91 The pack fell silent as Adrian unwrapped the gridy Trophy : Kane's once handsome features nose frotan younger wolyek jasped or lookedinary , but Adrian hebi in high for all to my , hit voice carrying derive Justice has been served , " Adilan annanced , his eyes burning with cold fire .

" Nadia's killers have paid the price for then craft , bar evrider a forgotten , nut will it be in vain . " He placed Kane's head at the foot of Nadia's grave , then retrieved a booch from a nemby waltter . the severed head "May your enemy's suffering accompany you into the next life , " he said giant you the peace you deserved but never leamil is this on the fire cagla , engulfing Kane's head in fright flames .

" May Bis eternal potpoint The pack watched in solemn silence at the head borned , acid seoke rising into the clear desert sky . The symbolism was clear to all present - Adrian had fulfilled the ancient werewolf tradition , curing his Beta would not travel to the afterlife alone , but with be vanquished enemy as an eterial sencert . One by one , pack members approached the grave , each tossing a handful of earth onto the shrouded form before .

The soft patter of dirt against Lubric created a rhythms like gentle rainfall , a natural percussion accompanying nur grief . When the last handful had been cast and the grave filled , Adrian knelt beside the mounded earth , his fingers tracing patterns in the nose soil . The others besan to disperse slowly , moving back toward the main compound in small , subdued gr I lingered at the edge of the clearing , uncertain whether to follow or to remain .

Adrian hadn't moved , his form silhouetted against the brightening sky as he maintained his vigil beside the fresh grave . Chapter Comments