All Chapters of Bonds at War: The Untouched is Mine: Chapter 331 - Chapter 340

ELIAS After releasing once, my cock proved to be more monstrous than I thought. I mean, I knew I was a hunk with a lot of stamina, but goodness, it couldn’t be satisfied with two releases. I needed to take a brief detour to deal with the issue. A cold shower, some harsh breathing, and every ounce of discipline I possessed. I didn’t want her sensing the kind of chaos she stirred in me.When I opened the door, I found her sitting at the edge of my bed—wearing the spare clothes I left for her, sleeves too long, pants slightly slipping at her hips. Her hair was still dripping down her back, soaking the collar of the shirt.She looked so out of place on my bed. I cleared my throat. “Feeling better?”She shrugged, fingers combing through her wet hair. “I suppose.”Water droplets slid down her wrist, tracing the faint bruises the doctor tried hard to soothe. She winced when her fingers snagged on a knot, and before I could stop myself, I clicked my tongue.“Give me that,” I muttered.She

MINAIt was so warm. I had never felt this level of warmth in my entire life. I only had two blankets: one was Calista’s hand-me-down, and the other was a cherished comforter from my childhood. Both of them were far too thin for most nights, and I had grown accustomed to the cold for as long as I could remember. Experiencing such warmth was nothing short of a privilege. I snuggled deeper into the cocoon of heat when I suddenly heard the mattress groan and shift ever so slightly beneath me. A frown furrowed my brow as I reluctantly opened my eyes and looked up to find Elias gazing down at me with an expression painted in pain. Ah, that’s where the warmth was coming from.“What time is it?” I murmured, still lost in the fog of sleep. I nestled my head against his chest like he was a pillow. Yes, he was exactly that—like a giant, comfortable pillow. So convenient at this moment. “It’s already the afternoon,” he muttered, his own voice sounding rough and strained. “By the way, are

MINAEverything happened so fast. I was preparing to bolt. This kid was more trouble than I had expected. He began screaming and crying even though I hadn’t done anything! However, before I could even step out of the estate, I was grabbed by a speedy entity, one whose scent I couldn’t recognize. “Intruder!” he screamed, and soon more people began streaming out of the dining room. The man looked just like the kid—an older, bigger version of him. His dad.He tightened his grip around my wrists, making me groan because my right one was still healing. “You dare intrude on our celebration, huh? Who are you? How did you get in?” “Uncle Robert,” I heard Elias say, before the pain in my wrist vanished. Suddenly, I found myself shielded by Elias, and only then did I notice that a large crowd had gathered right in front of us. At the center was a beautiful couple I recognized as Elias’ parents. He was a blend of the two—his mother’s eyes and his father’s other features. They had good genes.B

MINAI turned to Elias once more, wondering why he was doing this. I had to admit, though. I didn’t want to drink alcohol—not because I feared it, but because I already disliked the scent. However, I could have drunk it if I wanted to. Now, Elias had drawn attention to the two of us again. I could feel their eyes right on us, questioning why Elias would do something like that for me, of all people. With that, I clicked my tongue and stood. “I need to use the restroom, please,” I quietly told them. Carmen nodded and sweetly said, “To the right, sweetheart. The farthest room.” “Thank you,” I said, bowing slightly before slipping away as fast as I could without making it look like I was running.The hallway was silent, decorated with golden-framed portraits that seemed older than Montrose itself. Each one looked expensive enough to feed an entire village. When I pushed open the bathroom door, I almost froze. It could pass as a house with this scale! Marble counters, gold faucets, a

ELIAS I wasn’t expecting her to get on the bed so easily. I was sure she would have insisted on taking the couch. However, Mina just climbed in and laid down on the side next to the wall. Honestly, it threw me off. “I used to sleep with animals in the forest when Rowena kicked me out,” she said casually, as though that explained her willingness to sleep next to me. I also laid down, crossing my arms in front of my chest before turning toward her. “So, you’re saying I’m an animal?” “Technically,” she answered without missing a second, “you are. You’re a werewolf.” I huffed out a laugh. However, as soon as the laugh faded, her earlier words hit me. “Rowena kicked you out often?” She hummed lightly, her eyes drifting shut. “When she didn’t like how I breathed wrong. Or when she saw my face. She said it annoyed her.” My fingers tightened around the blanket as disbelief filled my gut. She spoke of those experiences like they were as ordinary as weather patterns. The casual