All Chapters of Torn From The Bond : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Tristan’s POV The look on Reya’s face was like that of a vicious vixen. Her eyes were fixed on Chloe and her mouth lifted up in a smirk that tugged at my heart. Before I could say anything, Lycan Xander appeared by her side, slipping an arm around her waist. “Is everything alright here?” he shot a questioning glance at Chloe who looked like she had seen a ghost, but that wasn’t my problem. My problem was that an unknown feeling swelled in my chest and I had the urge to jump forward and pry his hands off Reya. I gritted my teeth, clenching my fist beside me. “Chloe,” I bit out. “Has be having dizzy spells. I’m sure she just needs to rest.”That snapped Chloe out of whatever trance she was in and she plastered a smile on her face. “Oh, I’m sorry. I’m… fine. Come, I’ll show you to your rooms. I’m sure you all are tired from the trip and need to rest.”She shot me a glare, silently sending me a message that I had a lot of questions to answer. Again, that wasn’t my problem. I needed to

Reya’s POV A low growl rumbled from Lycan Xander’s chest, startling me and everyone present. The hair on the back of my neck stood at ends as his power slammed into me. He was furious and I knew it in his eyes.“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” he said as he took a step forward and shoved me behind him. “Do you want to kill her?”I tried to touch his arm and tell him that I wasn’t that fragile to be killed by something as small as hot liquid but before I could say anything, Myra fell on her knees. her lips trembled and fear was written all over her face. If I wasn’t in the middle of the entire thing, I’d have laughed out loud at the sight of her on her knees. Oh, how far the mighty has fallen, or how do they even say it again? While I had been a slave and even after Lycan Tristan had made me his Luna, Myra had been the bane of my existence. She made sure she ceased every minute she could to make me feel how useless and worthless I was.And now she was begging?Tears poured

Reya's POV. Chloe exited the slick black car, its stilettos gripping gravel, with the moon low and blood-red in the sky. The moment came. The estate in front of her loomed over like a beast, full of black powder and cold might. The reason she pulled her coat closer was not the cold, but the weight of the secret that had consumed her. Her name was not mentioned by the gate guard at all. The. She was known to them from the start. She'd made sure of it. The air inside was filled with a smoke-like image of might and peril. Standing tall and in a black suit, Alpha Wyvern stood by the fire, holding sipped whiskey.' She was immediately drawn to his piercing eyes as they entered her. He spoke in a velvet-like voice, "Chloe," and said: "What brought you to my doorstep." Then he continued. I like storms. Surprises are not something I enjoy. "You will love this one." She didn't utter a word. No response. With heels piercing the stone chamber, she approached him. "I came with an offer.". T

Reya’s POVRiverdale territory. Too close. Too damn close.“My voice clipped. ‘’ No one questioned me. Not anymore.As I moved through the trees, the wind shifted. The scent hit me like a punch to the gut—ash, moss, memory. My steps slowed. Then stoppedThere it was.Half-buried in vines and time, the charred ruins of my old village.I didn’t mean to walk toward it. My body just… moved. Wooden beams collapsed inward. The well was a gaping hole, forgotten. And at the center, blackened and broken—my childhood home.My knees buckled before I realized it, the earth catching me like it remembered I once belonged here.Reya?The voice behind me made me stiffen.Xander.“I told you not to follow me.”Reya,” a low voice behind me murmured again .I stiffened.Alpha.” I didn’t turn. “Didn’t expect you to trail me.”“You told me a lot of things,” he said, voice unreadable. “Most of them lies.”I didn’t turn.The silence stretched like sinew between wolves. Fragile. Tense. Ready to snap.“I know

Reya’s POVThe sun had barely risen, casting a golden hue over the training grounds, yet the entire pack had gathered. Whispers rippled through the crowd, a mixture of curiosity and apprehension. I stood at the center, heart pounding, memories of past betrayals and newfound strength intertwining within me. Beside me, Xander exuded calm authority, his presence a steady anchor amidst the storm of emotions. Kneel."Xander’s voice cut like a blade through the murmurs of the pack. We stood in the heart of Moon Crest territory, warriors circling the stone altar. The moon bled crimson overhead, the night pregnant with power.I dropped to one knee without hesitation.I stopped at the altar.Xander's voice rang out, low and cold. "Reya of the Riverdale, step forward. Do you swear loyalty to the Lycan King Xander?""I met his gaze. "I do."He held out the ceremonial dagger. "By blood."I didn't hesitate. I took it. Slashed my palm. Let the blood drip onto the altar."I gave him a blood oath,"