All Chapters of Bonds at War: The Untouched is Mine: Chapter 321 - Chapter 330

MINACalista gasped dramatically, pressing a hand to her chest as though she were the victim and I was the one who had just been sent flying face-first into a puddle of half-melted slush. “Oh no,” she babbled immediately, her words spilling out. “Mina, I’m so sorry! I wasn’t looking! I think someone pushed me! Or maybe the wind. Yes, the wind is so strong tonight, right? Or maybe the lights blinded me—”She kept going and going. I sat there silently, soaked to the skin, my palms throbbing where they hit the unforgiving ground. A sticky liquid ran down my sleeves, mixing with the chill of the night air that seeped into my bones.Elias, however, exhaled sharply through his nose. “I think you might be drunk, Calista,” he remarked.Calista giggled, swaying slightly on her feet. “Oooh, you noticed?” she cooed. As Elias reached a hand toward me in a gesture of help, Calista wobbled, lost her balance, and fell directly into him. Right into his arms.She gasped again, though this one soun

ELIAS “Why did you even bother coming after me if you were like this anyway?” she muttered, getting closer to me so that her scent intensified even further. Fuck. Was this really her natural scent? I pursed my lips to hold back a smirk and, to keep myself from groaning at her scent and proximity. “You actually like it, right?” I teased, winking at her. She was silent for a moment, and I saw her shoulders tense—probably in annoyance. I would have laughed and teased her then, but the heat started reaching even the base of my crotch. What kind of potion did Calista give me? “Fine,” she muttered. “I’m going to leave now since you keep teasing me.” With that, she stood and started walking away. I didn’t stop her, of course. The Moon Goddess knows how I am when I’m in my rut. Back when I was in Elite, nobody could even take my stamina. I was called a “monster” in bed, not the bad kind, though. I’m not saying this to brag or anything like that. However, with Cade and Rowan being pro

MINA I pushed him away fully this time, glaring at him. He smiled and still went closer, tucking my hair behind my ears. “So, you really do make the expressions I’ve imagined.” I clicked my tongue and crossed my arms in front of my chest. “If you keep talking like that, I’ll put my hood back on.” He smirked and raised both hands in surrender. “Fine, fine. I’m sorry,” he said. “How does the princess want to be spoken to then? With the utmost loyalty and regality of a loyal guard?” he asked in what sounded like a transatlantic accent. “Elias,” I warned. His smirk became impossibly wider. “I like the way you say my name. Say it again.” “Elias!” I exclaimed, but this time it was out of disdain. He laughed, throwing his head back. “You just did it again subconsciously,” he teased. I continued glaring at him. However, despite that, I couldn’t help but notice how much more handsome he looked when he laughed joyfully like this. Yet, I shook my head as the strange thought entered my m

MINAI could tell something was off the moment we got inside the car.It felt like I was swallowing stones with every breath. Calista was dead asleep, sprawled in Corvin’s arms like a corpse as she lost a fight to intoxication. I sat beside them in the backseat, her head lolling dangerously close to my shoulder. Rowena was up front, stiff and silent, facing the windshield. Ezra, Elias’ Beta, was the only normal one. He had greeted us politely, opened the car door for us, and even apologized for not coming sooner. He stopped where the roads became too narrow and steep, and the moment Rowena stepped out of the car, I felt her mood again. We walked the rest of the way, the wind cold and the forest eerily quiet. Still, she didn’t speak. Corvin didn’t speak. Even the unconscious Calista didn’t so much as snore.However, the moment we arrived at the house, everything changed. I didn’t even get a chance to take a step inside before Rowena shoved me hard enough that I stumbled over my own

ELIASThe lantern festival had finally started.It was supposed to be my last grand project in Montrose, the final proof of the transition of power from me to Aiden Knight. Everything we’d prepared for weeks was unfolding exactly as planned.We had been busy running around all day for the grand celebration, but Aiden and I barely exchanged a word.We didn’t need to, actually. The more we interacted with each other, the more I realized how different we truly were. He was way too proper. He reminded me too much of Cade back in the day. I used to want to punch Cade just for breathing wrong when we were still in Elite. Somehow, the universe decided to give me a second version of him as a coworker.Still, we got things done.Now, as the sky dimmed, Montrose was breathing again. Free, loud, and bright. Families walked around like they’d only just remembered what it meant to exist without fear. Lantern stalls filled every pathway. Children raced with unlit candles. Couples took photos in fro