Semua Bab FORBIDDEN BOND: The Alpha's Desire : Bab 41 - Bab 50

The knock was too sharp to be polite.Kael blinked awake, heart thudding, the remnants of restless dreams still clinging to his skin. He sat up slowly, squinting at the faint light spilling in from under the door. Dawn hadn’t even broken yet.Another knock. No—it was a pound this time.He dragged himself out of bed, bare feet silent on the stone floor. When he opened the door, the breath caught in his throat.“Alaric?”The prince stood in the hall, dressed in a loose dark tunic and pants that did nothing to hide the tension in his frame. His jaw was set. His eyes—those gold-tinged eyes—were wild.Kael barely got a word out before Alaric pushed past him into the room and shut the door behind them.“You’re mine,” Alaric said hoarsely, like the words had been scraped from his throat.Kael stared at him, stunned. “What—?”“I watched you,” Alaric ground out. “All day. With him. You laughed. You let him touch you.”Kael stiffened. “And why shouldn’t I? He treats me like I matter.”“Because

The servant quarters were quieter in the evenings. Familiar. The air always smelled faintly of lavender soap and worn fabric, and Kael’s steps slowed instinctively as he approached his mother’s door. The hinges still squeaked the same way they had when he was just a child sneaking in after curfew.She was sitting on the bed, mending a sleeve when he knocked and entered without waiting. Her eyes lifted, and the moment she saw him—clean, groomed, and not in uniform—her needle stilled in her fingers.“Kael.” Her voice was soft, but it held everything he’d missed these last few days. Warmth. Worry. Love. “You’re glowing.”Kael laughed under his breath as he shut the door behind him. “I don’t know about glowing, but I’m clean and not limping. That’s a start.”She patted the space beside her on the bed. He sat, and for a few seconds, they didn’t say anything.“I saw you,” she finally whispered, “that day. At his marriage ceremony. You were holding the silver tray, trying not to cry.”He loo

(Kael's POV)A disquiet settled over me. I tossed and turned, caught in the clutches of a vivid dream.I was standing on a cliff overlooking a turbulent sea. The sky was a bruised purple, and the wind howled like a banshee. Alaric stood beside me, his face etched with worry. The waves crashed against the rocks below, each one a thunderous roar.Then, the storm intensified. The sky ripped open, and rain lashed down with relentless fury. The sea swelled, rising higher and higher, until it threatened to engulf us both.I tried to run, to pull Alaric with me, but my feet were rooted to the spot. He reached for me, his hand outstretched, but the distance between us grew wider with each passing moment.A monstrous wave, black as ink, rose from the depths. It crashed over us, swallowing us whole. I gasped, choking on the salty water, struggling to breathe.Then, darkness.I woke up with a start, my heart pounding in my chest. The room was dark, save for the sliver of moonlight filtering thro

The voices echoed inside Kael's mind, a harsh refrain of whispers that had the power to shatter the fragile peace he had achieved. He stumbled back to his room after going to see his mother— to make sure that she hasn't heard rumors about her son being a dirty whore. His heart beats inside his chest like a trapped bird. How would his mother feel to learn such a thing? His mother will not believe her darling boy to be any of that but she will get worried sick over his well being.Entering his room, Alaric welcomed him, his expression contorted in a worry that eased a bit the moment he saw Kael."Kael, what is it? You're pale."Kael yearned to be laid to rest in Alaric's arms, to let the Alpha's strength wipe clean the sting of the servants' jibes and the unsettling quiver of Amora's veiled queries. But fear gnawing at him would not allow it."Amora… she summoned me to the library today," Kael began, his voice trembling slightly. "She was asking about sub genders, specifically male Omeg

Chapter Fifty:(Kael's POV)Oh, goodness, waking up like that? Ten outta ten, would recommend. My brain was all foggy—face mashed against warm skin, heartbeat thumping away right beneath my ear. For a hot second, I had no clue where I was. Then, boom: Alaric. His arms all tangled around me, blankets bunched up at our hips, and his lips pressed right up against my temple. Yeah, that did the trick.I cracked one eye open, slow as molasses, and there he was. Staring at me like I was something he’d been waiting to unwrap for ages. His hand was on my cheek, thumb just kind of wandering back and forth, lazy as hell.“Mornin’,” he rumbled, voice all husky and sleep-rough, like honey but, you know, sexier. “You’re still here.”I grinned—probably looked like a sleepy idiot, but whatever. “Where else would I be?”He didn’t even bother to answer. Just started laying kisses all over my forehead, like he was making up for lost time or something. His hand skated down my neck, over my shoulder, and