Bound To The Crown Prince
Some chains are made of iron, others are forged by fate.
Edrian Lorne has never dreamed of freedom. Born a slave, trained to obey, and scarred by a master’s cruelty, he has learned one truth: hope is dangerous, but when war tears his world apart, he finds himself standing before the Crown Prince of DarkMoonCrest… and the impossible happened when their eyes met, and the mate bond roared to life.
Prince Xander Veyrion has spent his life pursuing one thing, the throne. The bond to a slave is a threat to everything he has built, to every alliance he needs. Yet denying the pull between them proves harder than ruling a kingdom cursed to rot without a noble-born mate.
In the shadows of court intrigue, deadly magic, and whispers of rebellion, the bond between Edrian and Xander burns hotter with each stolen glance and forbidden touch. But when betrayal strikes and a killing curse forces their hands, they must decide, cling to ambition and lose each other, or defy the kingdom and claim a love that could bring an empire to its knees.
A slave with no hope.
A prince with everything to lose.
And a bond that could change the fate of a kingdom.
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Chapter: Epilogue – The Ashes of a Prince(Kael’s POV)The cold here is different.It doesn’t bite like mountain frost or creep like palace stone. It seeps. It crawls under skin and settles in the bones, a reminder that nothing here was built for comfort or mercy.Rogue lands.They call it freedom, but I call it rot.I sit near a dying fire, its was flames weak, but its smoke was stinging my eyes. Around me, wolves linger in the half-dark…scarred, feral, and they’re watching me with the same suspicion they reserve for prey that might still bite back. They know who I was, but they don’t care.A fallen prince is still a body that bleeds.The crown is gone, the palace is gone, even my name feels thinner here, it has been stripped of the weight it once carried. Kael of DarkMoonCrest. Heir apparent.Exile tastes like ash.They took everything from me.No…. he did.Xander.Golden heir, beloved king, chosen by the abyssal throne and Moon and fate itself. He always had the things that mattered handed to him on a platter…loyalty, rev
Last Updated: 2026-01-31
Chapter: Bound to the Crown(Edrian’s POV) The palace was finally quiet. Not the wary quiet of plotting corridors or the brittle silence of fear, but a deep, settled stillness, like the kingdom itself had exhaled and decided to rest. Xander closed the doors to our chambers. No expectations waiting on the other side of stone and steel. Just us. For a moment, we stood there, facing each other in the low glow of lamplight, the weight of everything we had survived hanging between us. King. Consort. Mate. Equal. The words still felt unreal on my tongue. “You don’t have to be strong tonight,” Xander said quietly, as if reading the way my shoulders remained too tense. “Not for me or ever.” Something in my chest cracked at that, not painfully, but like ice giving way to water. “I don’t know how to stop,” I admitted. “Every time things are quiet, I keep waiting for someone to come take it all away.” He crossed the space between us and rested his forehead against mine. His breath was warm. “They won’t,” he s
Last Updated: 2026-01-31
Chapter: A Kingdom Healed(Edrian’s POV)The first law Xander signed was written in ink the color of fresh earth.I stood beside him in the council chamber, the table scarred with centuries of fists and blades, and watched his hand move steadily across the parchment.“All bonds of enslavement within DarkMoonCrest are dissolved.”The words seemed to glow when the seal pressed down and for a heartbeat, it seems everyone held their breath, then the room exhaled at the same timeSome of the nobles stiffened, those whose wealth had been built on backs and broken wills but none dared speak. Not with Xander seated at the head of the table, even the Abyssal Throne was quiet behind him, its hunger was gone.“Effective immediately,” Xander said, his voice calm but strong. “Those who resist will answer to me.”A murmur rippled through the chamber, I’m not sure if it’s fear, anger, relief, or hope, maybe all tangled together.I felt it like a tide in my chest.Afterward, when the hall emptied and the doors closed, Xander
Last Updated: 2026-01-30
Chapter: The Broken ThroneEdrian’s POVThe Abyssal Throne did not roar, it breathed life.I felt it before I saw it...I felt it before the doors were thrown open and the court gathered in a half-circle that dared not step too close. The air in the throne chamber had always been wrong, thick with a hunger that crawled under the skin. I had felt it the first time I was dragged across this floor in chains, felt it when the Alpha kings sat upon it and slowly unraveled.Today, the air was… different.The throne stood at the center, obsidian-black, veined with veins that once pulsed like a living thing. Now, as Xander approached it, those veins dulled. The low, predatory hum that had lived in the stones faded into a deep, settling quiet, like a beast finally laying its head down.I swallowed hard.Xander didn’t look back at me. He didn’t need to. The bond between us was a living thread, warm and steady, anchoring me even as the weight of the room pressed in.When he sat, the throne accepted him. Not with pain, not w
Last Updated: 2026-01-29
Chapter: The Fall of Kael(Xander’s POV)The palace did not sleep after Amber fell.Walls groaned under the weight of magic burned away. Torches hissed as rain crept through shattered arches. Blood... too much blood ran in thin veins along the marble, carrying the echoes of screams that had not yet faded.I stood in the High Court with my sword lowered, chest heaving, and my wolf still half-risen beneath my skin. The bond between me and Edrian thrummed alive, steady, and furious... anchoring me while the kingdom threatened to tear itself apart.Kael stepped into the circle of light as if he owned it.He always had a way of doing that...entering like the ending was already written in his favor.“My brother,” he said mildly, his boots crunching over glass. “You look tired.”Guards poured in behind him. Too many. Cloaked figures with blades that are still wet with blood. The last of the assassins he’d hidden in plain sight were captains, courtiers, men who had sworn oaths to my father and broken them with smiles.
Last Updated: 2026-01-28
Chapter: Amber’s Wrath(Edrian’s POV)The creature never reached us.A wall of flame erupted between its charge and Xander’s leap...silver-edged fire that screamed as it rose, its runes snapping into place midair. The summoned beast slammed into the barrier and howled, clawing uselessly as the magic held.I knew that fire. Then, she stepped out.Amber stepped from the smoke like a vision torn from a nightmare, her hair unbound, her eyes burning a fever-bright blue. The palace behind her was chaos, screams, steel, and blood, but around her, the air bent. Magic thickened until it pressed against my lungs.“Edrian,” she said softly, and my name sounded like a curse on her tongue. “You’re persistent. I’ll give you that.”Xander snarled, a low thunder rolling from his chest. He shifted back to human in a blur, blades in his hands while blood slicks his arms. “Move away from him,” she said without looking his way. Her gaze pinned me, it was sharp and gleaming. “I warned you,” she continued, circling, her finger
Last Updated: 2026-01-27
Chapter: The Legacy Of Zoey CaesarZoey's POV (10 years Later)Three years ago, everything changed. Everyone I knew got their wolves, a monumental rite of passage that marked the transition into adulthood for those of wolf blood. But for me, there was nothing—no surge of power, no howling spirit joining mine. The realization hit like a dagger to the chest: I was wolfless. I was sitting in front of the mirror while on the edge of my bed and could only see my reflection, candlelight started to flicker. My loose, thick, brown hair had fallen on my face framing it loosely, and my blue eyes gleamed fiercely, as they did when I was young. I became the most powerful witch in the entire region; a position that attracted both reverence and horror. But it wasn’t enough. My heritage lay heavily on my chest like a weight rapping me around the fingers that I was a witch – a witch whose blood ran thick with power. All charms, all enchantments, all lost sorcery of my forefathers was given to me in trust of the command. And yet, he
Last Updated: 2024-12-11
Chapter: Family DateThe sun hung low in the sky, casting a golden hue across the rolling hills surrounding our pack lands. It was one of those rare days when duty could wait, and family took precedence. Since Leo expressed his feelings about being overshadowed, Shenaya and I had made an unspoken vow to ensure our pups knew they were cherished. Today was about them, about us. A day without war councils, patrol strategies, or territorial disputes—just a family date to remind ourselves of the simple joys in life. I stood in the courtyard, watching as Shenaya helped Zoey into the wagon. The little girl’s laughter rang out as her mother tickled her sides, her bright blue eyes shimmering joyfully. Shenaya’s red hair glowed like fire under the sunlight, her smile more colorful than any star. "Papa, can I sit up front with you?" Leo’s voice broke my thoughts. I had to look at him, he had messy black hair, and he looked at me with anticipation and apprehension. Leo had been more open since our conversation, bu
Last Updated: 2024-12-11
Chapter: Family's New ChapterShenaya’s POVThe warm scent of vanilla and lavender filled my room as I stood in front of the mirror, smoothing my navy blue dress. It was simple yet elegant, perfect for a family dinner. I glanced at the perfume bottle on the table and picked it up, I sprayed a bit more to mask my new scent. My hand lingered on my abdomen for a moment—a silent acknowledgment of the tiny life growing inside me. Today was special. Not just because I had something monumental to share about my career but because the second announcement would change everything for our family after going through so much chaos that could tear us all apart but we still stand tall regardless. The din of laughter and chatter greeted me before I even reached the dining area. The large room was alive with energy, the long oak table nearly groaning under the weight of plates and bowls of food. Isla and one of the Omegas were bustling about, adding finishing touches to the spreads, their faces glowing with pride at the beauti
Last Updated: 2024-12-10
Chapter: A Howl Of FreedomLUCY'S POVThe cold, damp air of the dungeon wrapped around me like a suffocating shroud, but I didn’t care. Not anymore. Alenjro was shackled to the stone wall, his once-proud figure reduced to a trembling heap. His screams had dulled into a low, guttural groan after hours of torment. I pressed the hot silver bar into his back once more, and the satisfying sizzle of his skin made me smile bitterly. "No matter how much torment you give me, you will never get your wolf back," he spat out, though his voice shook. I chuckled darkly, crouching down to meet his bloodshot eyes. "I would have left you," I said calmly, "but your mouth wouldn’t allow it. You’re not in the position to torment anyone right now." He glared at me, but the fire in his eyes had long since burned out. Good. He deserved every ounce of pain I gave him. Every scar. Every burn. Anika stirred faintly in the back of my mind. My wolf, my constant companion, had been silent for far too long. Alenjro’s betrayal had shatter
Last Updated: 2024-12-10
Chapter: RedemptionSkylar's POVI stood at the edge of the forest, staring at the Crescent Moon Pack grounds from the shadows. My heart was heavy with a weight I had carried for years—a burden born of betrayal, power, and regret. The whole betrayal thing had scarred me, it drove me to chase power to fill the void left. In the process, I had betrayed everyone, hurt Shenaya, and nearly destroyed everything I once held dear, just because of Andrew's fuel for power.I feel so lonely, I live in isolation, no one talks to me, and I live as a shadow that was why I insisted on having Zoey around. Deep down I want to have a purpose too, I wanted respect but all the power I possess right now keeps radiating without using it. Watching the Roux and the Casaer family from afar for years, I could see the consequences of my actions. Aiden was no longer the man I once wanted. Shenaya, his chosen Luna, had become the Alpha I never thought she could be, so strong, commanding, and loved by the pack. And I, a rogue in spir
Last Updated: 2024-11-19
Chapter: Forest Of MemoriesShenaya's POVThe air was thick with anticipation as I prepared for the journey that lay before me. Aunt Belle’s hut was filled with the scent of herbs, their pungent aroma lingered in the air as she arranged them into intricate patterns around a large circular tapestry. The room was very heavy with energy, the air tingled with the magic that would guide me to Aiden’s mind where I would search for his lost wolf and his broken memories.“Shenaya,” Aunt Belle said gently to balm against my frayed nerves, “I hope you still remember that this is not a physical Journey. It’s a journey within your mind. It's a place where memories are intertwined with emotions and spirit. I’ll be here to guide you, but only you can reach him.”I nodded slightly as I knelt on the tapestry, and my hand began to shake. My thoughts kept drifting to Aiden’s face, his empty eyes when they looked at me. His eyes used to be very warm whenever he looked at me but now they are filled with distance which I hate so muc
Last Updated: 2024-11-13
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