All Chapters of Bound by Blood: The Alpha's Forbidden Mate : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Chapter 51 – The LookLucian’s POV From the moment I saw them lock eyes, the air thickened and tension crept in.Lily’s face lost its colour and became pale, her lips parting as she gasped faintly before she caught herself. She tried to mask her reaction after seeing Marco, but I saw through her. That wasn’t just shock, that was fear. Almost like she had seen a ghost. And Marco…Marco knelt down there with the same evil smirk he does, the kind that shows he already knows how things would end, because things had already turned in his favour.Every instinct in me sharpened, waiting for Lily to break, to admit she had lied. This was her moment to be free… free from whatever shackles Marco had bound her with. All she had to do was open her mouth and tell me everything… Every damn truth she hid from Giovanni and I maybe out of fear or the desire to start her life afresh without letting her past ruin it. Instead, she clutched my arm and whispered, “I’m not feeling well.”Her gaze shifted

Chapter 53 — A heart at warLucian’s POVThe warmth of Lily’s body pressed against mine had been the only solace after a week of chaos, endless patrols, and sleepless nights. Her scent was soft, and soothing, wrapped around me like a soothing balm I didn’t know I needed. I held her closer, burying my face in her hair, inhaling deeply as if the world outside didn’t exist.We hadn’t seen each other for days, and now that I finally had her in my arms, I didn’t want to let go. My wolf purred in satisfaction, finally at peace.“You said,” I teased her by brushing my lips over her lips, “you wanted to tell me something before the soldier told me about the rogue attack.”Her body tensed ever so slightly. The change was subtle, but I noticed. Lily tilted her head, her eyes looking away from mine.“I… I was overwhelmed then,” she whispered, forcing a smile that I knew was fake. “It was about my parents. I wanted to tell you everything, but… I’m not in the right frame of mind. Not yet.”Her voi

Chapter 55 – Courage Gabrielle’s POVThe moment I opened the door, my heart froze.Lucian stood in the middle of the room, blood running down his arms and staining the floor. His face was dark with anger, his eyes were burning with rage, and for a second I became so afraid I could barely breathe.“Lucian—” I rushed forward, panic rising in me as I saw him in that state. I tried to grab his arm, to stop the bleeding, but he pulled away from me so harshly it felt like a knife cutting into my chest.“Don’t,” he said, his voice was low and he was obviously angry, nothing like the gentle tone he usually used with me.I opened my mouth in shock. Trying to calculate what could have gotten him so angry in just a few minutes. This was the first time he had ever spoken to me like that. My Lucian, who always held me close, who always soothed me even when he was upset, was looking at me as though I was the last person he wanted near him.I was so confused as to why and what caused this sudden ch

Chapter 57 – When love and loyalty bleed Lucian’s POVThe night air was thick with danger. Giovanni and I pulled over, killing the engine far from the unused land where Marco had invited Lily to. My heart was pounding hard against my chest as we moved silently through the trees, darkness pressing in on every side and engulfing us. Every crack of a twig beneath my boots felt like a curse, every whisper of the wind like a warning.We bent low behind a fallen log hiding, watching out for Marco, our eyes were locked on the scene ahead. My chest tightened at the sight before me—Lily standing tall, her face was wet with tears, yet her posture remained unbroken, her eyes locked on Marco with fire in them, daring Marco like a fighter refusing to surrender.Her voice shook with fear, but in spite of her fear she did not cower. Instead, she stood against him and openly declared her love for me. In front of the monster who tried to own her, she claimed me as her choice, her mate, her present an

Chapter 59— FateCrystal’s POVDays had turned into weeks since Giovanni’s visit. Alejandro and I had tried calling him so many times, but the line never connected. At some point, I began to wonder if Giovanni was even real, if maybe he had been a ghost all along—just a figment of my desperate mind trying to fill an empty void.Alejandro had laughed softly when I told him, calling me silly, but even he couldn’t hide the worry in his eyes. Weeks later, he suggested we try calling Giovanni with Roberto’s number. I hesitated, but we did it.This time, the phone rang. And to our surprise, it was answered.“Hello?” A woman’s voice answered. “Yes, please—can you get me across to Giovanni?” Alejandro said with urgency in his tone.There was a pause before she spoke again.“I’m not supposed to pick up this call. It belongs to a patient under our care. But since you’ve been calling repeatedly, I’ll tell you only this—he was brought in with a gunshot wound. He was rushed into surgery, the bull