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CHAPTER 39

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The heavy iron door groans, a sound like a dying beast, before clicking shut with a finality that seems to suck the air from the corridor. King Damien stands alone in the damp chill of the dungeon, the flickering torchlight casting long, dancing shadows against the slime-slicked stone. He dismisses his guards at the top of the stairs, a rare impulse driving him down into the bowels of his own castle without an escort. The air here is thick, smelling of mold, rust, and the
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  • Bound to the Alpha Who Ruined Me ( MM Romance)   CHAPTER 41

    ******************** Aiden stares, the breath locking in his throat so hard his lungs burn. The shock is a physical blow, a violent jolt that rattles his teeth and snaps his head back. It’s the specific, cold horror of seeing a ghost walk out of the grave—the dissonance between his eyes, which see Lance standing there solid and warm, and his brain, which still holds the memory of Lance’s chest going still, of the light leaving his eyes. The world tilts on its axis. "Lance?" The name scrapes out of Aiden’s throat, a ragged whisper of sound. He squints against the dim light, waiting for the image to flicker and vanish, waiting for the fever dreams of the dungeon to reclaim him. "Lance... is that you? Am I... am I hallucinating again?" Lance’s lips curve, the expression softening the harsh lines of his face, but the smile doesn't reach his eyes with joy; it’s heavy with a desperate kind of relief. He takes a step forward, his hand extending as if to touch Aiden, to bridge the gap

  • Bound to the Alpha Who Ruined Me ( MM Romance)   CHAPTER 40

    ******************* Boots slam against the stone flags, a rhythmic, thunderous beat that echoes violently off the damp walls. King Damien doesn’t slow, his cloak billowing behind him like a storm cloud. The air in the corridor is stale, thick with the smell of mildew and old fear, but he ignores it, his lungs burning with the rush of his own exertion. Behind him, the scramble of armored feet is chaotic—guards shouting to one another, their confusion palpable as they struggle to keep pace with their sovereign. They have no idea why the King is running toward the dungeons like the hounds of hell are snapping at his heels, but they dare not question him. They follow, their hands white-knuckled on the hilts of their swords, expecting an assassination attempt or a riot. Instead, they find silence. Damien skids to a halt in front of the last cell, the iron door standing wide open. It gapes like a mouth that has swallowed its prey. The torchlight from the corridor spills into the sma

  • Bound to the Alpha Who Ruined Me ( MM Romance)   CHAPTER 39

    ******************* The heavy iron door groans, a sound like a dying beast, before clicking shut with a finality that seems to suck the air from the corridor. King Damien stands alone in the damp chill of the dungeon, the flickering torchlight casting long, dancing shadows against the slime-slicked stone. He dismisses his guards at the top of the stairs, a rare impulse driving him down into the bowels of his own castle without an escort. The air here is thick, smelling of mold, rust, and the copper tang of old blood. He approaches the last cell, the one that has been Aiden’s cage for days. The small, barred window in the heavy oak door reveals a sliver of the interior. Damien unlocks it, the metal key turning smoothly in the mechanism, and pushes the door open. The hinges are well-oiled, silent as a thief. Stepping inside, the cold hits him instantly, seeping through the heavy velvet of his cloak. His eyes immediately find the figure curled on the bare floor. Aiden looks small,

  • Bound to the Alpha Who Ruined Me ( MM Romance)   CHAPTER 38

    ************** Time dissolves into a blur of agony and damp stone. Days bleed into one another, marked only by the rhythmic cruelty of the guards. They drag Aiden from the darkness of his cell, their hands rough and invasive, hauling him to the interrogation room where the air smells of old copper and fear. The question is always the same, a broken record skipping in the silence. "Who sent you, you filthy traitor?" Aiden hangs from the shackles, his wrists raw and weeping, his body trembling with exhaustion. "I don't know," he gasps, his voice cracking. "I don't know anything." They don't believe him. They never do. The lash whistles through the air, biting into his skin, or the electricity crackles against his flesh, forcing screams from his throat that he doesn't recognize as his own. They break him, over and over, until he is a heap of shivering meat on the floor, until he can barely remember his own name, let alone a conspiracy. Then they throw him back into the cell, the

  • Bound to the Alpha Who Ruined Me ( MM Romance)   CHAPTER 37

    ************* The heavy iron door groans open, revealing a chamber that smells of rusted iron and dried despair. The air is colder here, stagnant and heavy with the phantom scent of agony. Before Aiden can orient himself, the guards release their grip on his arms. He crumples, his knees hitting the stone floor with a sickening crunch. Pain shoots up his shins, sharp and immediate. He gasps, trying to push himself up, his trembling palms scraping against the gritty, damp ground. A heavy boot collides with his shoulder, flipping him onto his back. Before he can scramble away, the sole of that boot presses down on the side of his face, grinding his cheek into the filth. "Stay down, you worthless piece of shit," the guard sneers, his voice echoing off the wet walls. Aiden struggles, his hands clawing at the guard's ankle, trying to pry the heavy leather away. The pressure increases, crushing his head against the unforgiving floor. Spots dance in his vision. He can smell the mud c

  • Bound to the Alpha Who Ruined Me ( MM Romance)   CHAPTER 36

    ****************** Darkness presses against Aiden’s eyelids like a physical weight, a suffocating blanket of black that smells of mildew, rust, and the copper tang of old blood. He huddles in the corner of the cell, his knees pulled tight to his chest, arms wrapped around his shins in a futile attempt to preserve body heat. The stone floor beneath him is a slab of ice, leeching the warmth from his skin through the thin, torn fabric of his trousers. Every shallow breath sends a sharp spike of pain through his ribs, a reminder of the brutal impact with the ground, but the throbbing agony in his left arm is a relentless, pounding drum. He buries his face in his knees, shoulders shaking with silent sobs. The tears are hot and fast, tracking paths through the grime and blood caked on his cheeks. The scene plays out behind his closed eyes in an endless, torturous loop. The flash of silver. The warm spray of blood across his face. The look in Wayne’s eyes—not just anger, but a shattere

  • Bound to the Alpha Who Ruined Me ( MM Romance)   PROLOGUE

    The air in the king's bedroom is thick, charged with the scent of omega in heat, the heavy curtains drawn tight against the outside world. Damien stands over Aiden, his presence towering shadow that consumes the available space. He doesn’t wait for permission or adjustment; he simply claims his m

  • Bound to the Alpha Who Ruined Me ( MM Romance)   CHAPTER 4

    ********** The midday sun filters through the dense canopy of the herb grove, casting dappled patterns of light and shadow across the forest floor. Aiden moves with practiced ease, his fingers deftly plucking the sprigs of silver-leaf moss his mother needs for the poultice. The air here is thick,

  • Bound to the Alpha Who Ruined Me ( MM Romance)   CHAPTER 3

    ********** The grey light of dawn barely touches the rough-hewn floorboards when Aiden’s eyes snap open. It is precisely six o’clock, the hour when the forest mist is thickest and the air still holds the night’s chill. He lies still for a moment, the sheets tangled around his legs, his breath shal

  • Bound to the Alpha Who Ruined Me ( MM Romance)   CHAPTER 2

    ********** The air inside the small, secluded hut hangs heavy with the steam of boiling stew and the sharp, medicinal stench of crushed herbs. Aiden stands over the iron pot, stirring the thick broth with a wooden spoon, the heat from the fire prickling his skin. At the age of seventeen years his

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