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Chapter Sixteen

作者: Lola Rae
last update 公開日: 2026-04-23 19:58:47

The corridors of the Alpha quarters had grown smaller, everywhere she went, she felt the weight of eyes on her, watching, cataloguing, judging. Even the stone walls seemed to hum with scrutiny, as though they remembered every step and whispered thought.

Silver moved from her room to the training hall, and back to the common quarters, like a ghost tracing the same path, invisible yet impossibly observed. At first, sh

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  • Chained by Bond   CHAPTER FORTY SIX

    Silver did not realize she was shaking until the tremor reached her teeth.The forest had gone too still, the silence felt curated, like the trees themselves had been instructed not to interrupt.She forced her spine straight.“If resistance stops being my instinct,” she said carefully, “what exactly do you think replaces it?”Drogo regarded her the way scholars regard rare texts. “Clarity,” he replied.A hollow laugh almost escaped her, but it died before it reached her throat.“This is not clarity.”“No?” His voice remained even. “When you are not fighting me, your tho

  • Chained by Bond   CHAPTER FORTY FIVE

    Silver did not feel the journey end.Her consciousness slammed back into place like something dropped from a height too great to measure. Sensation flooded her all at once. Cold air scraped her lungs. Her knees buckled under unfamiliar ground. Her fingers curled into damp soil before she even realized she had fallen.Breath tore through her chest in sharp, uneven pulls.She did not remember walking here.Did not remember leaving Arthur’s warmth. Did not remember the corridors, the night air, the forest, the boundary of the pack, or crossing whatever invisible line separated safety from this place.But she knew immediately where she was.The knowing lived in her bones before

  • Chained by Bond   CHAPTER FORTY FOUR

    Arthur had sensed her before he saw her.Not by sound. The pack moved constantly around him, boots on stone, low voices, distant howls threading through dusk like living breath. None of that was unusual. None of it mattered.It was the shift beneath his ribs that made him turn.Silver stood at the edge of the clearing, still as if she had walked there and forgotten how to move again.For a moment he did nothing. He simply watched her.Her posture was upright, but something inside it had collapsed. Her shoulders held tension that did not belong to physical exhaustion. Her gaze found him, but it carried distance, like she had traveled through something unseen and arrived with pieces of herself still trailing behind.

  • Chained by Bond   CHAPTER FORTY-THREE

    Silver woke to stillness, wrapped in warmth and breath and the slow rhythm of another heartbeat close enough to feel.She didn’t move at first.Her mind surfaced gradually, like rising through deep water, the faint warmth against her back. The solid weight of an arm resting loosely across her waist. The quiet rise and fall of the chest behind her.Arthur.Memory settled gently into place.His room, the moonlight, and the quiet conversation. The kiss that had not felt like surrender but something steadier. Her breathing slowed.Carefully, slowly, Silver turned her head.Arthur slept beside her, his face was softened by sleep, tens

  • Chained by Bond   CHAPTER FORTY-TWO

    Silver did not remember leaving the room.One moment, she was sitting on the edge of the bed, lungs still struggling to find rhythm after Drogo’s voice slipped away. The next, she was moving through corridors she had barely memorized, guided less by thought and more by instinct.Her body knew where to go.Arthur.The word alone quieted something restless beneath her ribs.The halls of his home were alive with low movement. Wolves passing. Voices murmuring. The subtle pulse of pack life flowing around her like a river she stood inside but did not fully belong to yet.His scent reached her before she saw him. Pine, iron, something warm and grounded beneath it all.

  • Chained by Bond   CHAPTER FORTY ONE

    Silver had learned to recognize silence in many forms.There was the peaceful kind, and then there was the wrong kind of silence, the kind that felt watched.It began as a faint pressure behind her temples, a subtle awareness, like standing too close to a cliff’s edge without seeing it.Silver paused midway through brushing her hair.The room Arthur had given her was warm, large, carefully prepared, fresh linens, a carved wooden chest at the foot of the bed, a window overlooking the forest line where pale afternoon light filtered through tall pines.She blinked slowly, the sensation faded. She exhaled and set the brush down.The adjustment to new territory, new emotional ter

  • Chained by Bond   Chapter Twenty Four

    Later at night, Arthur was walking, stopping just short of the threshold to Silver’s room. He forced himself to breathe, to settle the storm inside his chest.You don’t command your way back in, Matt’s

  • Chained by Bond   CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

    The silence came like a held breath, silver noticed it when she woke. She lay still beneath the furs, eyes open, waiting for the familiar brush of sound along the edges of her thoughts. The whispers had become a constant companion over the past weeks, unwelcome but predictable. They curled throug

  • Chained by Bond   Chapter Nineteen

    Silver had started talking back, not loudly, or boldly, but in pieces. Fragments of resistance that slipped out before she could stop them. It happened in the armory.Matt had been inventorying blades while she sat on t

  • Chained by Bond   Chapter Seventeen

    Silver used to feel her wolf like a second spine, not like a voice or a presence with words, just a steady awareness, a low hum beneath muscle and bone that told her when space shifted, when danger crept close, when someone’s intent sharpened.

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