All Chapters of Bound by Blood, Fated to the Two Alphas : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

ELARA'S POV The infirmary smelt of herbs, a sharp contrast to the cold stone walls that held it together. I started working here for a few weeks now, ever since that encounter with Ronan, I began to think since then.... Do they deserve my help? Would they snitch on me? Or would they still continue to appreciate me till the very end without abusing my power?I didn't precisely get any answer that was convincing enough to make me stay, rather I wanted to give them a chance, but more importantly, I couldn't stay and watch innocent people die. The little girl was cured, but more illness still threatened the pack- the warriors that protected. If nothing, I had to help.Every day was a battle against sickness, and sometimes against myself. But I was still learning, slowly. Apart from using my blood only, I found other alternatives. The pack healers, though wary of me at first, had started to trust me enough to offer more insight. Well..all of them minus one, Marcus. I swear he and Marcelli

RONAN'S POV(Three Days Earlier)"A letter for you, Sire," the guard announced as he stepped into my office. He dropped the scroll on my desk and bowed before exiting without another word.I didn't hesitate, immediately I picked the scroll up, fingers unrolling the parchment. I scanned the message swiftly. The Moon White pack. They were requesting assistance- our healers specifically. Their children were falling ill to some strange sickness, a disease unknown to them but one we had defeated here.The letter reeked of rash desperation and pleas.I tossed the scroll aside and ran a hand through my hair, feeling the weight of the situation hit like a stone in my gut. This wasn't just a diplomatic request, something about it felt off. Even my Wolf felt it too.I summoned my beta, Tavian, without delay. I needed to confirm if it was true."Find out how true this is," I said, handing him the scroll. "And also, find out if they know anything about Elana or her blood.""Of course, Sire." Tavi

ELARA'S POVRonan's words startled me to the bones. I mean, I knew whoever did this deserved death. But... The thought of it alone made me scared.I shrugged, "It's not your fault. You would have known? I also made a rash decision, and should have waited like you suggested.""Then," he sighed as he pulled away, "Take care." He turned, his hand reaching for the doorknob."Ronan!" I called out, he stopped, hand freezing on the doorknob as he turned to face me."Let me help the Moon White pack. If the lives of innocent children are at stake, then I want to help."His eyes turned cold, he let go of the doorknob, and slammed his fist against the door, I flinched at the sudden rash movement, "Are you fucking suicidal? What do you think you are? A deity?""What?" I blinked at him, "If people need my help, then I shall offer! This is about the lives of innocent children at stake!"His features softened, he stared at me, processing my stubbornness. Then, surprisingly, he let out a sigh. "Suit

ELARA'S POV Immediately, Mia and I got to work. I pulled out a small sharp blade I'd managed to sneak in. I slit my palm, a quick clean cut that pulsed with a familiar warmth. Holding my hand high above a large, empty wooden bowl, I watched as my blood shimmered, dripping into it.Beside me, Mia began to pour various dried and fresh herbs into the bowl, mixing them with a wooden spoon as I bled.During the past two weeks I had been healing from my injuries in the Mountain Dew Pack, I practiced a new method. Mixing my blood with some specific herbs. Surprisingly it worked, though it wasn't as potent or as fast as using my blood alone, but it also had its own benefits and healed fast, faster than normal herbs or any medication would take.This method aids in stretching my power, allowing me to create a larger volume of medicine. Martha and a few others were my test subjects, the results were remarkable. It worked just like my blood, only with slight differences and a lesser time frame.

ELARA'S POV I got back to my chambers, the opulent yet slightly rundown room, a sanctuary after a long day. Despite the comfortable surroundings, a tingling sensation of unease still clung to me, a phantom touch on my skin. The thought of whoever or whatever was behind those trees, watching me with such chilling intent taunted me. It felt like being a bird in a guarded cage, people always watching your every step."Is something wrong, Elara?" A voice rumbled. I glanced up to see Cael, one of Ronan's guards who he assigned to guard me. He stood in front of my chambers."Nothing really," I hedged, shaking my head. Hesitating whether to bother him with my paranoia or not. He's here to protect you, isn't he? My subconscious adds, urging me to tell him just in case things went nuts. But then again, what if I was just hallucinating? And thought wrong? Is that even possible?"Where's Silas?" I asked instead, noticing the absence of his counterpart. Silas was the quieter of the two, always