Lahat ng Kabanata ng Bound By A Dare, Rejected By The Alpha: Kabanata 71 - Kabanata 80

Rosie's POVEverything's too much for me to handle at this point.Till I lose my brain cells? It's been a minute since Xylus and I had gotten back from the Pack house. The tension back in that room after the greatest revelation ever is still unmatched.Dominic, Ashton, Xylus, Luna Sarah, and my own face are totally priceless.Xylus kept quiet during our walk back, and now we're walking up the living room. With a quick reflex from him, he clips something onto my ankle.I freeze, blinking down at the cold, unfamiliar weight.Shit. I'm too busy drowning in my thoughts while Xylus is scheming.Wait, a house arrest anklet on me?"Xylus, what does this mean?"I claw at the metal, my fingers fumbling uselessly against the tight clasp."You're under house arrest for the meantime, Rosie. Grounding might not be enough.""You can't be serious about this, Xylus. Did I murder someone? This is too far."For goddess' sake, I'm not Georgia Millers.His jaw ticks, eyes blazing. "You call what I've don

DOMINICThe last time I got to meet and talk to Rosie was during that heated scene, and I swear she’s still ringing at the back of my mind.I’ve tried everything to shut it out, but nothing works. I feel like the worst fool—the worst elder brother. If only I could turn back the hands of time, fix my mistakes, rewrite the choices I made… but it’s too fucking late.Waking up to Rosie’s nudes splashed across the daily news was one brutal hit. But finding out afterward that she isn’t just mated to me, but to Ashton as well? That was the real blow.What the hell am I supposed to do now? Share her?This kind of shit hasn’t happened in years—decades even. And when it does, it’s usually with twins, sometimes triplets. But Ashton and I? We’re not that. I’m older than him.The punches, the confessions, everything Ashton pushed me into—it was a valid crashout. And somehow, I’m not even bothered by that.What eats at me is Rosie. Is she okay? Because I know this mess isn’t sitting right with her.

Rosie's POVMornings are so quiet these days. Nothing at all happens. Everyone avoids me now, and I avoid everyone.Two days since the Lockwood brothers showdown in this house, when does it end?It might never actually. That’s what scares me. All these are happening because I’m fated to two brothers? And worse, they still habe whatever qualms they need to settle. Seeing them exchange words without getting physical is what I wanted... but still, they didn’t end up patching things up.I shut my eyes tighter, trying to avoid the sunray burning through my window. I’ve been actively bedrotting, dragging myself up only to get food from the kitchen because Xylus won’t do that for me.In fact, he’s also mad at me for letting Dominic into the house even though he won’t say it. That entirely isn’t my fault. And for once, Fuck Xylus.My stomach growls loud. Dragging myself from my not-so-beauty sleep, I stumble toward the kitchen downstairs.I need to make breakfast because Xylus won’t.Speakin

AshtonThe second I slam the door in my brother's face, I let out a deep sigh. He's the last person I expected to come around. Fuck, he's not showed up at my doors for years. That's how fucked up our brotherly bond is. Actually, I was expecting Rosie, thinking she'd show up like old times, which is dumb, since she's still under house arrest last I checked...I slide my thumb along the brown manila envelope, then remembering it's from Dominic, I rip off its top. They're a couple of pictures stacked; all of them containing black-and-white CCTV pictures of Rosie and me from our last visit to the date.I almost roll my eyes at the cryptic message behind them when I notice there's also someone vaguely familiar in the background... a former sub. Despite the grainy black and white, I easily spot her glaring at us, or rather Rosie in all of the pictures. My nose crinkles, and I lay the pictures in scenic order. My brows furrow as a scene begins to play in my mind. Looks like she'd also stalke

Rosie's POVI can't give count of the time since I just watched my house getting burned down to ashes. That house holds so many memories. Memories of things I've kept, memories of people I've lost, and memories I swore I'd never forget. Every flame of fire felt like it was devouring not just wood and brick, but pieces of me."Rosie." Xylus's voice calls out from inside the packhouse. Relief flooding me as he pulls me into a tight hug. The tears I have been stifling inside flood down my cheeks. My chest tightens."Xylus, you're okay." My words tumble out in a rush as I cling to him. "What's happening? Our house's on fire.""I had just gotten here a few minutes ago when I saw the fire." He pauses, then glances over at Mr. Corbett. "Thank you so much for bringing her to safety.""You're welcome! I hope the firefighters help faster," Mr. Corbett replies with a firm nod.Panic swells in my chest. "Who could've done this? Or was it a power surge that led to this? Or someone just wanted to