All Chapters of Bound By Love And Prophecy : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Jessica's POV"This path leads to your people," Were the words that kept echoing relentlessly in my head.The road stretched endlessly before me—a wide, tarred expanse that shimmered under the hot sun by day and disappeared into the void at night. I didn’t know how long I’d been walking. Hours? Days? Time had lost all meaning. All I knew was that I had to keep moving.My legs screamed in protest with every step, muscles trembling, but they kept going—driven by a force stronger than my own will. I didn't choose this path; something else did. Something inside me.But then, my legs finally buckled. My knees hit the ground with a sickening scrape, pain flaring up my thighs and into my spine.Gravel bit into my palms as I collapsed forward, my cheek pressing against the rough ground. My breaths came in ragged gasps.But even as I lay there—broken and exhausted—the words still whispered in my head."This path leads to your people," the words rang louder.I wasn’t done.Since my legs wo

Jessica's POV“What do you think we should call her?” She asked.Her voice was soft, almost musical, as if the very question held a secret kind of magic. The gentle curve of her smile was radiant, and her hand rested protectively over her rounded belly.Raymond chuckled, his arms wrapping around her waist from behind, his chin brushing her shoulder. “I don’t know… What do you think?”She leaned into him, a playful twinkle in her eye. “What about Rosella?”Raymond's face darkened slightly. “No,” he murmured. “I don’t want her to have anything to do with my Pack. We agreed, remember? We were going to put everything behind us—the Packs—your land—the politics—and live like humans.”Scarlet tilted her head, gazing up at him with a mixture of longing and fear. “But do you really think we can hide her forever? When she turns eighteen… she’ll—”“Hey,” Raymond interrupted gently, spinning her around so they stood face-to-face. His hands cradled her cheeks, his thumbs stroking her skin as if t

Jessica's POV The big car's door swung open with a soft click, revealing a sleek interior lined with dark leather and a faint nice scent.The driver didn’t speak again. He only tilted his head in silent expectation.Prince Eric’s cocky smirk was gone, replaced by something colder. He slid into the car without a word, his fingers drumming softly against his knee."Guess we're going," Beck muttered. The playful spark in his eyes had dimmed.Lloyd didn’t say a word as he stepped in next, his jaw tight, his muscles coiled like a spring ready to snap.I hesitated for just a second longer. I felt so uncomfortable like something bad was about to happen. But it looked like I didn't have an option.None of us did.I climbed in last. The door closed behind me with an ominous sound.The ride was silent. There were no jokes from Beck and no sarcastic quips from Lloyd. Even Eric seemed lost in his own thoughts as his gaze was fixed on the lights beside the streets slipping past the tinted wind

Jessica's POVThe tension in the room was suffocating, followed by silence.King Alfred’s words still echoed in my head.Guest or not, I knew, without a doubt, that if I gave him the slightest reason to see me as a danger, then we wouldn’t be walking out of this mansion—alive.The silence in the room stretched until Eric finally cleared his throat, a tight smile plastered on his face.“Your Majesty,” he said, his voice smooth but firm, “I believe Jessica and her companions have had a long journey. Perhaps we can continue this discussion at a later time?”Alfred didn’t move for a moment.His icy blue eyes flicked from Eric to me, and then to Lloyd and Beck—lingering just long enough to remind us who held the power in this room.Finally, with a slow nod, he dismissed us. “Very well,” he said. “But this conversation isn’t over.”It didn’t feel like a promise. It felt like a threat.Eric’s jaw tightened, but he dipped his head respectfully. “Of course, Father.”Father...The word felt st

Jessica's POV "Jessica! Jessica! Wake up, we have to go!"I spun on the bed, trying to ignore whoever the heck that was. I didn't have to go anywhere. I didn't want to. The only thing on my mind was to lay on the bed and sleep for eternity.But the peace didn’t last.A sudden, ear-splitting alarm shattered the quiet of the suite.The sound ripped through the walls—a high-pitched wail that made the windows tremble in their frames and sent a jolt of panic straight to my heart.I bolted upright in bed, my tangled hair falling into my face as I gripped the silk sheets like they were the only thing keeping me grounded. My instincts flared—heart racing and muscles coiled.What the hell was going on?"I told you we needed to leave," The voice from earlier came back."What the heck was that?" I muttered, looking around.But I was the only one in the room.The bedroom door burst open, and Beck stumbled in, shirtless, his hair a wild mess. “Is this place under attack, or did someone just set