All Chapters of Bound To The Ruthless Lycan King : Chapter 201 - Chapter 210

235 Chapters

The War of the Wolves.

Fabian's POV. Our enemies were hit by a slow, sudden and unexpected war that seemed unstoppable. The storm that was approaching had me completely unprepared for it. The final rogue tribe was assembled at the gates of the kingdom, an unapologetic army without any mercy. Though we were outnumbered. We were tired. But we weren't defeated. Wind blowing, bringing the distant sound of fighting. The last stand was being prepared for by my soldiers, but I felt a sense of the gravity of our fate pressing against me. This was more than just a war for the throne. We were fighting for the survival of our people. "We hold the line, Fabian," Seraphina's words made me lose my concentration. I felt a silent sense of weight on my shoulder, as her hand gently gripped me. The kingdom and our people, all matters and they rested in our hands The weight of the responsibility was more intense and heavier than I had anticipated, and I nodded in agreement. "We are bound to do whatever it takes.We were i

Last Updated : 2025-09-07

The Battle For The Throne.

Seraphina's POV. The battleground was a maze of violence and blood, where only survival stood out.I stood beside Fabian and we both had swords in our hands and they were flashing them in the air , displaying how we eliminate the enemies, shadow creatures and any other obstacles that came along with it. The beating in my heart was reminiscent of the battle. Our efforts had been fruitful, but in the last moment, it felt like the weight of my blade was weighing down our kingdom and future. Thank goodness. With a loud voice, Fabian exclaimed "We must finish this now! Seraphina!" during the intense fighting. I glanced into his eyes for just a moment and in them, I saw the strain the crushing weight of everything riding on his shoulders. But his resolve was unwavering and in that moment. That was all I needed to know. We couldn’t back down now. Not when the Black Wolf’s shadow was already creeping over everything we’d fought to protect.We will, I whispered my voice was too calm despite

Last Updated : 2025-09-08

Victory At All Cost.

Seraphina's POV. “The air reeked of smoke and blood. Everything was too quiet, bodies everywhere. The Black Wolf seems like he was gone, his laughter was finally silence, but it didn’t feel like a win. It felt heavy, like the kind of victory that breaks you instead of lifting you. We had won. The war was over But at what cost? Standing on the edge of the ruins with my sword, I felt like I was pulling at the weight of a thousand pounds of metal. Before me, I could see the battlefield,the land that had once belonged to it now in ruins and the bodies of our soldiers and their rogue companions scattered like forgotten sacrifices. The kingdom was saved, but the cost was evident. It had cost us everything. “I looked around, my eyes were moving over the wreckage. The ground was soaked in blood, the air felt so heavy with death and it made me sick. Friends, allies…people I’d fought beside, gone. All of it for this moment, for this kingdom, for the chance to bring the Black Wolf down. ye

Last Updated : 2025-09-09

The Weight Of The Crown.

Fabian's POV. There was an unsettling silence in the throne room, with the grand hall once filled to overflowing with power and whispers echoing beneath the broken kingdom of battle. As I stood on its side, my heart raced into me, the earth chilly beneath my feet providing deepening support in a reality I had never experienced before. The throne awaited. It had always meant something, but now it felt so far away that I thought it was someone else. Who had not seen the blood, death and sacrifices. Despite my efforts to win the right to rule, the expenses were too high. The mourning of the fallen's faces left an impression on me, their eyes deeply felt. “I didn’t come here chasing power. I came to protect, to lead but standing here now, I’m not even sure what kind of leader I’ve turned into.Fabian, She spoke softly, but it pulled me out of my thoughts. Seraphina stood there, her eyes heavy with the same weight pressing on me. She had been through every step of this battle by my side

Last Updated : 2025-09-10

The Spark of Rebellion

Seraphina's POV.The moon was high over Moonridge, throwing that silver light across everything, making the shadows look darker than they should’ve been. The whole place felt off. Too quiet. There wasn’t any music in the streets, no laughter, no relief after the fight we’d just won. Just the low hum of people whispering, worrying.I walked through the castle halls. The stone floor was cold under my feet, and that kept me steady, but my head wasn’t. You could feel the tension everywhere. The packs were under Fabian now, but cracks were still there. Old hurts don’t just heal. The war might have ended, but rebuilding? That hadn’t even started.Despite the lower temperature, the real adversary emerged from behind. With his hands up, the Blood-wolf rogue leader stood before him with a grinning and aggressive expression. His voice echoed on the battlefield as he called out, "Do you believe in your ability to reconstruct what has been destroyed?". It never was!”. The air was filled with a

Last Updated : 2025-09-12

Sacrifice In The Dark.

Seraphina's POV. Fury filled the walls of the castle. Smoke lingered at the eastern gate as they continued to fight, and the halls were filled with the sounds of the wounded. Days after the attack, the tension had only intensified. Even though Fabian's troops fought hard to keep the fight going, the Blood-wolves were still present. Chaos lay ahead of their leader, who had slipped into hiding and now, Everything the kingdom and the people was hanging by a threadAs walked through the castle halls and my footsteps were echoing, but it felt as if the very walls were closing in on me. My steps kept echoed as I moved through the castle, but all I could feel was the weight of the walls tightening around me. The supposed feeling of home in every corner of the palace became unbearable. All too soon. The weight of the crown, the kingdom, and the lives depended on me was a vice that became heavier with each passing moment. I was aware of the potential risks when I agreed to fight with Fabian.

Last Updated : 2025-09-12

The Weight of the Throne.

Seraphina's POV. The walls of the castle appeared to be closing down. The grand halls of Moonridge were no longer a dwelling, but instead, it has become a place of detention, no longer being inhabited. I felt a heavy weight of the future decisions echoing through every move. Each move I made had echoed through the silence, heavy with weight from the decisions that lie ahead. Everyone was watching, waiting, evaluating. I could feel the throne's weight against me as I walked deeper and deeper into the castle. Was it not the case that Fabian had fought for the crown, but rather for his own benefit? That was now mine. My readiness for it was uncertain.' What if I failed? If I were to disappoint everyone, what would be the outcome? The people were watching. The kingdom was waiting. The actions and words I spoke were deemed appropriate. But how could I know? From the large window, I had a view of those war-torn lands beyond, with the moon's light casting long shadows on the remnants of

Last Updated : 2025-09-13

Shadows Fade.

Fabian's POV. In the distance, the echoes of battle cut through the cold night. The wind reeked of burning wood and blood from the eastern fields, sharp and bitter. This wasn’t peace. This wasn’t the end. I didn’t get the peace that I had hoped for. Although the war had ended, I felt bitterly defeated as I knew this was only the beginning. The remaining rogues were still hiding in the shadows and their desperation driving their last acts of revenge. Once a sanctuary, the castle walls now resemble a cage. The cold stone floor greeted me as I ran through the halls with my feet, my boots in place. After the war, silence sounded like a bell and everyone was quiet. The responsibility of being a leader was heavier on me than ever before. My role as king was to fight for this momentous occasion. We were determined to win. However, as I stood amidst the remnants of elusive peace, I could sense the openings that were about to come. Seraphina was still in my mind. The queen of this kingdom w

Last Updated : 2025-09-14

The Dawn of A New Era

Seraphina's POV. The morning air was cool airy , we could perceive the smell of damp earth and fresh sprout . The atmosphere was different now, despite Moonridge has been through many battles and fears, but something had shifted.As the sun began to shine through this stormy sky, the once-suffocating tension was now beginning to lift.For the first time in what felt like forever, the kingdom wasn’t just surviving it was healing, rebuilding and also thriving. I leaned against the balcony railing, with my eyes fixed on the streets below. The city that had once been quiet and broken was stirring back to life as shops were opening up ,workers hurried along to met up at places of work ,neighbors exchanging pleasantry and children running free. The shadows of the past still clung, but they weren’t as heavy now. You could feel it as people were daring to hope again. The people were regaining their faith. Yet, despite the increasing prosperity, I still feel the weight of leadersh

Last Updated : 2025-09-15

The Price of Peac.

Seraphina's POV. I didn't witness any battle that came after the victory, and the silence was more humbling than any I'd experienced before. In a state of disintegration, the moon illuminated the kingdom, brightening the otherwise great land. The tranquility we labored to establish felt fragile, as if a single misstep could render it crumbling. The palace balcony was where I observed the barren terrain. Fabian and I merged the previously separated Moonridge pack and the Lycan.' The scars of our past battles, which were rooted in the past, were deeply embedded. The current relationship was not enough and we had to rebuild and recover. The question was how? I recalled the sounds I'd heard in the hallways before. Discontent. Not to everyone; just enough to make the air thick with tension. Some still had a strong disapproval of the changes we made. The. Some wanted more. Some wanted less. The knowledge that my decisions would affect the lives of my people made me feel small.My spirit

Last Updated : 2025-09-16

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