All Chapters of Bound by Blood, Fated to the Two Alphas : Chapter 211 - Chapter 220

ELARA'S POV"Mama, look! Look!"Our daughter's voice rang clear across the village square. High and excited. Full of pure joy.I turned from hanging decorations to see her toddle toward me. Fast little legs pumping. Arms outstretched for balance. She'd only been walking confidently for two months but already moved like she owned the world."I'm looking, sweetling," I called back. Smiled as she stumbled slightly. Caught herself. Keep going.One year old today. Well, one year since we'd found her glowing in that chamber. Since she'd saved us all. Since everything changed.The village had transformed for her celebration. Colorful banners hung between houses. Tables groaned under food. Children ran everywhere shrieking with laughter. Everyone had come to celebrate our little miracle."Flower!" She thrust a daisy at me. Crushed and wilted from her tight grip. "Made it pretty!""It's beautiful," I said. Knelt down to her level. "Did you pick this yourself?"She nodded enthusiastically. Her

KAEL'S POV"Papa Kael, look! Pretty!"Our daughter thrust a fistful of crushed dandelions at me. Yellow petals stuck to her chubby fingers. Her dark curls were tangled with leaves and dirt streaked her cheek.Spring in the valley was something else. Ronan's garden had exploded into life practically overnight. Flowers everywhere. Vegetables sprouting. Fruit trees are blooming. The whole place smelled like growth and possibility."Very pretty," I agreed. Set down my hammer. I'd been working on the house addition all morning. New room for when she got older. Needed her own space eventually.She toddle-ran to the next flower. Bent down to pick it. Her little wolf ears popped out when she concentrated. Still learning control. Still learning to shift properly."Gentle, sweetling," Ronan called from across the garden. "We talked about this. Ask the plant first."She looked at the flower seriously. Whispered something I couldn't hear. Then I picked it carefully. Brought it to show Ronan with

ELARA'S POV"Mama, what's this word?"Our daughter pointed at a book. Two years old now. Talking in full sentences. Reading simple words. Magic develops beautifully every day."Sanctuary," I read for her. "It means a safe place.""Like home?" She looked up at me with those bright silver eyes."Exactly like home."One year since our bonding ceremony. Taking stock felt natural. Looking at what we'd built. What we'd become.The valley had grown into a small center of learning and healing. Our home expanded into a compound. Sanctuary. Training ground. Teaching spaces. Living quarters for apprentices.But still intimate. Not an institution. A family home that shared its gifts.Our daughter's personality emerged more every day. Curious like me. Brave like Kael. Kind of like Ronan. Best parts of all three parents.Yesterday she'd healed a bird with a broken wing. Just picked it up. Glowed. Set it down. I watched it fly away."Better now," she'd declared. Satisfied.Simple as breathing for he

KAEL'S POV"She's still asleep."Elara's voice was cold. Clipped. We hadn't really spoken since last night's argument.I poured coffee. Didn't look at her. "Good. She needs rest.""We all do." She sat at the table. The space between us felt like miles. "Are we going to talk about this?""What's there to talk about?" I kept my back to her. "You and Ronan think I'm too harsh. I think you're too soft. Same argument. Different day.""That's not fair—""Isn't it?" I finally turned. "You took his side last night. Made that pretty clear."Her eyes flashed. Wolf gold showing briefly. "I didn't take a side. I tried to find middle ground.""By agreeing with him.""By being honest." She stood. Matched my energy. "Her power is escalating. You know that. We need something.""Exactly. We need discipline. Structure. Not more coddling.""She's two and a half years old, Kael!""She's a light guardian with shadow powers who can level buildings!" My voice rose. "Age doesn't matter when she's that powerf

ELARA'S POV"So who starts?"Kael's voice cut through the heavy silence. We sat in our living room. Triangle formation. Like we used to. But the space between us felt impossible to cross.Ronan looked at his hands. "I will."He took a breath. Met our eyes."I'm terrified we'll break her spirit," he said. Raw. Honest. "Trying to control her. She's so young. So innocent. I see her joy. Her wonder. Her pure heart. And I'm scared we'll crush that trying to make her something she's not."His voice cracked on the last words. The bond pulsed weakly. His fear was bleeding through."I failed someone before," he continued. "Someone I was supposed to protect. And I'm terrified of failing her. Of being too harsh. Too strict. Of becoming what I ran from."Silence. Then Kael spoke."I'm terrified she'll hurt someone." His jaw clenched. "If we don't teach her control. Real control. I've seen what unchecked power does. Seen it being destroyed. Kill. Consume. She's getting stronger every day and we're