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Chapter 12: You're Bound To Me

Author: EuniceRose
last update Last Updated: 2025-06-28 20:28:04

**Elena**

“I see that's the reason you're acting up, Helena,” he finally said, his voice low but sharp like a warning. “But get this straight. You're bound to me. You're mine forever. And the earlier you realise that, the better for you.”

I froze.

The way he said “mine” sent a chill down my spine. Not fear. Something worse. Something warmer. Something I didn’t want to admit.

His eyes locked with mine. He meant every word.

A part of me wanted to scream that I wasn’t Helena. That he was falling for the wrong girl.

But another part… the one I tried so hard to silence… whispered If I were her… would I be happy?

Would I be happy to be his or even be the real Helena?

He stepped closer, and I didn’t move. Couldn't.

“I'm not yours,” I forced the words out, even though they trembled. “I’m not an object just because I’m your wife. I’m not fucking bound to you, Alpha Xavier.”

He didn’t flinch. Didn’t blink.

Didn’t answer.

Instead, he grabbed me, lifted me off the floor like I weighed nothing.

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