All Chapters of Bound by Blood, Fated to the Two Alphas : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

RONAN'S POVThe pain had been surprisingly short-lived, I could say Elara's blood was like pure magic. It had healed me completely, not just mending the wounds but also erasing the scars as if they'd never existed. Yet, despite my insistence that I was perfectly fine, everyone urged that I remained in bed. The enforced rest was maddening, a frustrating confinement that chafed against my restless spirit. My mind, however, was far from idle.Who had attacked me? And why? Those weren't ordinary wolves. Their size and ferocity, the calculated precision of their assault... Without a doubt, they were rogues. But how? This was my territory, my pack's hunting grounds, defended by a generation of loyal warriors. How had a band of rogues infiltrated our defense with such ease? The question gnawed at me, a persistent itch I couldn't scratch off. Also, Silas's death, why was he killed and dumped in the lake? Who killed him? And for what reason?My head throbbed with the effort of trying to compre

ELARA'S POV"Kael- I can't," I whispered, my voice barely audible, my hand pulling away from his. The words felt heavy, laden with a guilt that pressed down on me, suffocating me. "I can't do that to Ronan-"His hand settled on my shoulder, a comforting weight that did little to ease the turmoil within me."Elara, But-""Please, don't," I shook my head gently, removing his hand from my shoulder. The simple act felt monumental, a rejection that echoed the deeper rejection I felt towards his suggestion."I can't! Not at all." The words came out as a choked sob, a testament to the inner battle that raged within me. How could he suggest I leave with him? Leave Ronan? Leave everything behind? The thought of abandoning him, of walking away from the pain I'd caused him was unbearable. Could I really do that? Could I live with myself if I did?I turned away, heading towards the door despite his protests. The weight of his words pressed down on me hard and heavy, but I refused to let it show.

CHAPTER FIFTY SIXELARA'S POVIt took a week, a week of a tiring journey to reach Kael's Lycan realm. His palace, once a beacon of strength and order, was now a chilling monument to Ryker's tyranny. The moment we stepped through the gates, I knew something was terribly wrong. The usual vibrant energy of the pack was absent, replaced by a suffocating silence punctuated by the occasional whimper of fear."Oh, no," I gasped, my breath caught in my throat as I scanned the ravaged landscape. This wasn't the pack I knew, the pack I'd come to love. "What's happening here?" The familiar scents of fear and desperation hung heavy in the air, a grim testament to Ryker's reign.Beside me, Kael's anger was palpable, a tangible heat that radiated off him in waves. He squeezed my hand, his grip firm and without another word, he burst through the palace gates. Guards tried to stop us, their threats dissolving into stammering apologizes the moment their eyes met Kael's blazing fury. He was a force of

ELARA'S POVI sat in the garden, the vibrant colors of the flowers a stark contrast to the storm that raged inside me. I was pregnant.The word echoed in my mind, leaving me speechless, utterly bewildered. Should I tell Ronan? The thought sent a shiver down my spine. How would he react? Would he even believe me? More importantly, would he care to? Was it even safe to reach out to him? The Mountain Dew Pack had now become a target because of me, it would even be worse now that I was carrying his child.The good thing is Kael instructed the doctor not to announce the news. Only Kael, I and Clara knew about my pregnancy. But within time, others will know. That was certain, until then and even after then, what should I do in order to keep me and my baby safe?From the corner of my eye, I saw Kael approaching, his usually confident stride hesitant, his face drawn and somber. It had been like that ever since the doctor announced my pregnancy."What's wrong?" I asked in a soft tone laced wi

THIRD PERSON POVRonan sat on the edge of his bed, a file clutched in his hand, its crisp pages untouched. His mind was far from the intricate details of the Pack's governance. It was consumed by Elara.Despite her betrayal, the inexplicable actions that had shattered their fragile bond, he couldn't shake the image of her from his mind.The question. 'Why?' echoed relentlessly in the chambers of his heart. He had wondered why she would keep such a secret from him, why would she lie? What exactly was she hiding and what more could she have been hiding from him?His beta, Theron, entered his chambers, breaking through Ronan's reverie. "Alpha," Theorn announced in a respectful firm tone. "The meeting is in thirty minutes.""Oh?" Ronan murmured, his tone flat, devoid of its usual commanding tone. I'll be there shortly.""Okay Sire." Theorn bowed and then departed, leaving Ronan alone with his turbulent thoughts. He rose from his bed and looked into the mirror. What he saw made his anger f