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Bound to Alpha Salvatore CHAPTER 49
First Person's PerspectiveSalvatoreI noticed the change in Elena right away. It was like watching sunlight disappear behind dark clouds right before a storm. One moment, she was warm and bright, and then suddenly, she was distant and cold, as if someone had flipped a switch inside her.Before, she would always find me in the library, bringing two cups of tea, one for herself and one for me. She would sit beside me, sipping slowly while reading a book or asking me about my day. Now, whenever she saw me walking down the hallway, she would stop, turn around quickly, and walk the other way, her shoulders hunching like she wanted to shrink into herself.During meals in the great hall, she sat as far from me as possible. The long dining table gave her plenty of distance, and she made sure to keep it that way. Her eyes stayed locked on her plate, and she pushed her food around with her fork without really eating. If I asked her a question, she would answer in the shortest way possible, nev
Bound to Alpha Salvatore CHAPTER 48
First Person's PerspectiveElenaThe banging on the door was so loud that it made the entire wooden frame shake. The sound echoed in my ears, each hit like the beat of a drum played too fast. My heart pounded just as wildly in my chest, fear wrapping around me like a tight rope."Elena!" Salvatore's deep voice boomed from the other side. His tone was sharp, edged with anger. "Open this door right now!"I pressed my back harder against the door as if my weight alone could keep him out. My knees were pulled tight to my chest, and my arms wrapped around them like a shield. Tears poured down my face, hot and unstoppable, but I bit my lip to stop any sound from escaping. I didn't want him to hear me cry. I didn't want him to know how afraid I was.Then there was a terrible crash. The door shook violently. He was hitting it, something heavy slamming against the wood. Once. Twice. The third time, the lock snapped with a sharp crack.The door flew open so fast that I gasped. Salvatore stood i
Bound to Alpha Salvatore CHAPTER 47
First Person's PerspectiveElenaThe first thing I noticed when I walked into Marta's room was the smell. It was strong and heavy, like a mix of old sweat, bitter herbs, and something sharp and metallic, like blood. The air felt thick, pressing down on my chest. The curtains were not fully open, letting in just a little bit of light. The room was dark, almost like a shadowy cave.Marta was lying in bed. Her face was so pale, almost like white paper. Her lips were dry, cracked at the corners. Her chest moved up and down very slowly, like every breath took all the strength she had left. I swallowed hard, pushing away the tight feeling in my throat.A bowl of cool water sat next to her bed. I dipped a cloth into it, then squeezed the extra water out. A few drops fell onto the wooden floor, making tiny dark spots. I carefully wiped her forehead, pressing the cloth against her cold skin. She felt too cold, like a stone left outside in the winter."You will get better," I said, trying to so
Bound to Alpha Salvatore CHAPTER 46
First Person's PerspectiveElenaThe days after the big fight with Silas felt different. Everything in the pack house seemed quieter, slower, like the whole place was holding its breath. But the biggest change was Salvatore.Before, he was always distant, cold, like a shadow I could never reach. He was there, but he wasn’t really present. He barely spoke to me unless he had to, and even then, his words were short and sharp, like he didn’t want to waste time on me. But now, it was different. He was around more, and at first, I thought he was just keeping an eye on me because the pack still didn’t trust me. But little by little, I realized it wasn’t just that. He was watching me, yes, but not in the same way. His gaze was different. It wasn’t just cold observation—it was something else, something I didn’t quite understand.One morning, I was sitting by the window in my room, watching the trees sway in the wind, when the door opened without a knock. I turned, startled, and saw Salvatore
Bound to Alpha Salvatore CHAPTER 45
First Person's PerspectiveSalvatoreEverything in my mind finally made sense.The dead hunters we found in the woods, their throats ripped open like wild animals had attacked them. The poisoned well water that made even our strongest warriors sick, some of them vomiting for days. The mysterious fire that burned down the stables, killing two of our most prized stallions. The way my entire pack suddenly turned against Elena, treating her like an outsider, whispering about her as if she were a threat. It was all too perfect, too well thought out. Someone had carefully planned every little detail, making sure everything fell into place.And now, I finally understood why.I found Ares in the training yard just before the sun set. He was sitting on an old wooden bench, running a sharpening stone along the edge of his hunting knife. The rough scraping sound filled the air, grating against my nerves. My jaw clenched as I stood over him, waiting for him to acknowledge me."We have a big probl
Bound to Alpha Salvatore CHAPTER 44
First Person's PerspectiveElenaThe trouble started with small things at first.One morning, the cooks woke up early, ready to start preparing breakfast for the pack. But when they unlocked the storeroom, they found it completely empty. Everything was gone. Every sack of grain, every barrel of salted meat, every jar of preserved fruits. The shelves were bare, as if the food had never been there in the first place.The strangest thing was that the heavy locks were still in place, and the doors showed no signs of being broken. There were no footprints, no signs that thieves or animals had forced their way in. It was as if the food had simply vanished into thin air.At first, people thought maybe it was a mistake. Maybe someone had moved the food somewhere else and forgotten to tell the others. But when they searched every inch of the storeroom, the kitchens, and the underground cellars, it was clear—the food was truly gone. And winter was approaching fast.Two days later, something eve
Bound to Alpha Salvatore CHAPTER 43
First Person's PerspectiveSalvatoreThe smell of death hit me before I even saw the bodies. It was thick in the air, heavy like the weight pressing on my chest. It was the kind of smell that stuck to your skin, crawled into your lungs, and refused to leave.Seven bodies. Seven of my people. My pack members. They were thrown onto the frozen ground in the middle of the town square, their throats ripped open. Their eyes were still open, still filled with terror.The sound of crying filled my ears. Women sobbed as they clung to the lifeless bodies of their loved ones. Men growled in anger, their fists slamming into the dirt. Children stood behind their mothers, too small to understand, but old enough to feel the fear creeping in.I stepped forward, my boots sinking into the frozen mud. The crunch of ice under my feet was sharp in the heavy silence. "Enough!" I shouted. My voice echoed through the square.No one listened. They were lost in their pain, their grief, their rage. A man grabbe
Bound to Alpha Salvatore CHAPTER 42
Chapter Forty TwoFirst Person's PerspectiveElenaI was sitting by my bedroom window, watching the bright orange and pink colors of the sunset spread across the sky. The sun was slowly sinking behind the tall stone walls of the castle, casting long shadows across the courtyard. The cool evening air brushed against my skin, sending a small shiver down my spine as I pulled my shawl tighter around my shoulders. My mind wandered, lost in thought, when suddenly, the door opened without warning.My heart jumped in surprise. I quickly turned my head and saw Salvatore standing there. His tall, broad figure filled the doorway completely, making the room feel smaller. His dark eyes locked onto mine, sharp and unreadable. As always, his presence was overwhelming, making it hard to breathe."You are needed," he said in his deep, rough voice. His tone was firm, leaving no room for argument.I stood up slowly, trying to calm my racing heart. My hands smoothed the wrinkles from my simple blue dress
Bound to Alpha Salvatore CHAPTER 41
First Person's PerspectiveElenaHermione walked back and forth in the dimly lit room, her expensive dress brushing against the floor with every step. Her heels made a soft clicking sound, and her movements were fast, filled with frustration. She had her arms crossed tightly over her chest, and her fingers dug into her skin. Her nails, painted a deep red, pressed hard into her palms as she clenched her fists. Her breathing was uneven, her lips pressed together in a firm line. Her face, usually composed and elegant, was twisted in pure anger.Ares stood near the wall, watching her with cold, expressionless eyes. He was relaxed, but his posture held an edge of danger. His arms were crossed over his chest, his sharp gaze never leaving Hermione. The dim light in the room made the shadows on his face look darker, giving him a more intimidating presence."I cannot take this anymore," Hermione said sharply, her voice filled with bitterness. "That human girl walks around this place like she o
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