Todos os capítulos de BOUND TO MY ALPHA ENEMY : Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

[ALINA’S POV]As I stood in front of the mirror, the reflection staring back at me was one I had long since accepted but still couldn't quite get used to. My face was scarred, the marks running across my skin a reminder of my past—of what I had endured and survived. I ran a finger lightly over the jagged edges, tracing them with a quiet reverence, because despite everything, I didn’t regret the incident that had caused them. The pain had led me to Rowan, my fated mate, and for that, I would never wish it away.The dress he had gifted me last full moon hung on the back of my door. It was stunning—deep sapphire, with delicate lace trimming the neckline and flowing elegantly to just above my knees. It was simple yet stunning, and Rowan had always told me to keep my legs covered, away from other eyes. I couldn’t help but smile, remembering his kiss from days ago. It was thrilling and electrifying, and my heart raced with the anticipation of seeing him tonight, in that dress, at the mating

The sound of Lydia’s whimpers filled the room, and I could barely process what had just happened. Her parents rushed to her side as I stood frozen in shock. My heart raced as they carefully carried her unconscious body out of the room. Before her head lolled to the side, Lydia’s eyes burned into mine with a piercing gaze, filled with accusation and something darker. My breath hitched as her eyelids fell shut, her body limp in their arms.Why? The question screamed in my mind. Why would she do this to herself? I thought she was going to attack me, but…this? The gravity of the moment felt crushing, like the walls were closing in around me. My legs moved instinctively as I followed them to the pack clinic.In the hallway, I caught sight of Uncle John and Aunt Betty. Their grief-stricken faces twisted into something far more terrifying when they saw me.“You,” Aunt Betty hissed, her voice venomous. She stormed toward me and grabbed my arm, her nails digging into my skin. “What did you do

The faint scent of lavender and cedar teased my senses as I stirred. My eyelids fluttered, my lashes brushing against soft linen. Slowly, I opened my eyes, blinking away the haze. My gaze swept across the room—unfamiliar and unnervingly luxurious.The soft hues of gold and cream adorned the space, not too bright but warm as if the room were designed to soothe the soul. Intricate carvings lined the edges of the tall ceiling, and the plush bed beneath me felt like a cloud. It resembled a miniature castle—a space too exquisite for someone like me. My throat tightened. Was this heaven? Or... no. Could it be the goddess’ house?The thought was shattered by the sound of footsteps approaching. They were steady, deliberate, cutting through the tranquility like a blade. I sat upright, my heart pounding. The door opened with a soft creak, and my eyes instinctively trailed up the intruder’s form.Booted feet. Long, lean legs. My gaze moved upward—broad shoulders, a sharp jawline, and eyes that m

Lucian’s POV She took a step forward, and I noticed them again – those icy blue eyes, ethereal and haunting. They held a quiet defiance, tucked beneath layers of caution, almost buried but still flickering like dying embers. It stirred something. A memory. A flash of annoyance from years ago. Those same eyes had irritated me at the academy, not because they were weak, but because they weren’t. She had been thirteen, a mere teenager with the stare of someone who refused to bow. Her status was low, her blood unremarkable, but her glare had always been a challenge.“Will the engagement really happen tonight?” Her voice was cold, suspicious. “Why so soon?”I didn’t lose my smile. I kept it right where it belonged, fixed like armor. “You’ve been asleep for a week since your healing. I could have waited longer, but my neck’s been on the line. My pack needs a Luna, Alina.”She blinked. “I was asleep for a week?”I nodded. “The pack doctor and Healer said you seemed to be fighting for you

Alina’s POV The warmth of the bath still lingered on my skin as I stepped out, wrapped in a thick robe that felt like clouded air spun into fabric. For a brief moment, I just stood there, breathing slowly, letting the heat soothe my aching muscles and scattered thoughts.Then, the door creaked open, too quickly. I was tense.Four women stepped in, all dressed in fine linen, their heads bowed slightly like a well-rehearsed performance. They didn’t speak at first. They simply stood there, waiting for something, me, maybe, to give permission or direction. But I didn’t know what to say.One of them, the tallest with a kind but straight face, stepped forward and smiled gently. “It’s time to get you ready, my Lady.”I blinked. My Lady?Before I could gather a response, two of them were already at my side, holding my hands softly yet firmly, like I was some fragile glass they had been assigned to carry without flaw. I didn’t fight them. Maybe I should have protested, but I didn’t. I let t