CHAPTER FIFTY- ONE

~RAE’S POV~I pressed my hand to my stomach, feeling the faint curve there. “We made it,” I whispered. “We’re still here.”My voice broke a little when I said it. My throat was dry and cracked, but hearing myself talk gave me courage. I could almost imagine I wasn’t alone.I started walking again. The sun beat down hard, my feet aching, my clothes torn. The mark on my arm had stopped burning days ago, but it still looked angry and dark, like a wound that would never heal. Sometimes I caught myself staring at it, wondering if Damon ever thought about it.Did he ever think about me at all?Did he wonder if I survived?Or did he just move on, proud of what he did?I hated that I still thought about him. I hated that his name still felt like a bruise on my tongue. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw his face, those cold gray eyes that once looked at me like I was the only thing that mattered.Now I was just the scar he didn’t want to remember.The sound of running water pulled me back to t

Last Updated : 2026-01-06

CHAPTER FIFTY-TWO

~ RAE’S POV ~I sat beside the small fire I’d made, the flames low but steady, casting faint orange light on the ground. My arms ached, my back hurt, but I didn’t move. Raya was asleep against my chest, wrapped in the old brown blanket that used to belong to one of Kellan’s men before he died. Her tiny breaths were soft, warm against my skin.Every time I looked at her, something in me broke and healed at the same time.She was so small, so perfect, dark curls, tiny fingers that always seemed to reach for me even in her sleep. Her skin was warm, smooth, alive. When she sighed, it was the gentlest sound I’d ever heard. I would give my life to keep hearing it.The firelight made her look golden, peaceful. The world outside was anything but.The outlands were cruel, restless. Every night, distant howls broke the silence, sometimes too close, sometimes far enough that I could almost pretend they weren’t real. The air carried the stench of blood and rot. Life here was cheap. You survived o

Last Updated : 2026-01-07

CHAPTER FIFTY-THREE

~ DAMON’S POV ~The rain had been falling all night.It hit the roof in slow, heavy drops that sounded like footsteps. The sound was steady and endless. My office was dark except for the weak glow of the lamp on my desk. Papers were spread across it, their corners curled and damp from the water that had slipped in through the cracked window.I had not bothered to fix it.I had not bothered to fix much of anything lately.The whiskey in my glass had gone warm hours ago, but I still held it, rolling it between my palms. I was not drinking anymore. I just needed something to hold, something that kept my hands shaking.The silence had become my only company. It filled every part of this room, every thought that refused to fade. The pack had learned to stay away from me after dark. They whispered that their Alpha had gone cold, haunted, half alive. They were right.Sleep did not come to me anymore. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw her.Rae.I heard her voice, soft and stubborn. I saw h

Last Updated : 2026-01-08

CHAPTER FIFTY-FOUR

~ RAE’S POV ~The forest was quiet, too quiet.The kind of silence that comes before something breaks.I moved through the shadows, light on my feet, my cloak brushing softly against the ground. The moon was low, half hidden behind clouds, just enough light to guide me. The air smelled like damp earth and pine. My knife hung loosely in my hand, warm from my grip.Raya was safe back at camp, asleep under Mara’s watch. She was growing fast, stronger every day, curious like me but softer. I missed her even when I was only a few miles away. Every night I left her, I whispered the same promise: I’ll come back. Always.Tonight wasn’t supposed to be different. I was just scouting, keeping track of rogue activity near the western border. But the moment I caught the scent, my body went still.Wolf.Not rogue. Trained. Disciplined.A patrol.I crouched low behind a fallen log, my heart slowing, my senses sharpening. I heard them before I saw them — three voices, low and serious.They were movin

Last Updated : 2026-01-09

CHAPTER FIFTY-FIVE

~ DAMON’S POV ~“Alpha?” Jax’s voice came after knocking.“Come in,” I said, though my voice sounded rough, like gravel.He pushed the door open, stepping inside. He looked worse than yesterday. His eyes were red, his jaw tight, his uniform streaked with mud. There was blood too, not his, from the faint smell of it.I stood. “What happened?”“Patrol,” he said quietly. “The team from the west. They were attacked last night.”My heartbeat slowed, heavy and deliberate. “By rogues?”He hesitated. “No.”The silence between us stretched, sharp and cold.“Then who?” I asked.He met my eyes. “Her.”The word hit harder than a punch.“The Widow?”He nodded. “She found them first. Three men. Two injured, one almost didn’t make it back. They said she came out of nowhere. Moved too fast to see.”I ran a hand over my face, trying to steady the rush of anger rising in my chest. “And you’re sure it was her?”“Yes. They said she spoke to them.”I froze. “What did she say?”He looked uncomfortable, lik

Last Updated : 2026-01-10

All Chapters of THE MARKED BOUNTY: Betrayed By My Mate : Chapter 51 - Chapter 55

CHAPTER FIFTY- ONE

CHAPTER FIFTY-TWO

CHAPTER FIFTY-THREE

CHAPTER FIFTY-FOUR

CHAPTER FIFTY-FIVE