All Chapters of Bitten, Branded And Bare: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Bryan's POVI could feel my patience snapping like a thin thread stretched too far. The second they told me Irene had been released, I stormed toward her without even thinking about who was watching. My hand connected with her face in a hard, sharp slap that echoed louder than I’d intended, but I didn’t care. I saw her flinch, her eyes watering, her lips parting in shock as if she hadn’t expected it. But I wasn’t in the mood to coddle her or let her play the victim.“You think this is a game?” I hissed, my voice low but carrying enough venom to make her press back against the wall as though she could melt into it. I grabbed her arm tightly, my nails digging in through the thin fabric of her sleeve, and dragged her with me. She tried to stumble along, but I yanked harder, forcing her to keep up until I shoved her into a darker corner, away from the few people loitering in the hallway.Her lips trembled, her face still red from the slap, but I didn’t give he

Third person POVThe hall had grown brighter as the second segment of the celebration began. The guests were buzzing with anticipation, their voices carrying from one end of the room to the other. The earlier formalities had passed, the speeches and ceremonies completed, and now came the part everyone seemed to have been waiting for—the games of wit, tradition, and competition.The announcer’s voice echoed through the large hall as he called for all alphas willing to compete in the traditional contest. The rules were simple: the victor would be granted a single wish, one that Alpha Enzo himself would honor publicly. It was more than just a game; it was a chance to test pride, knowledge, and political cunning in front of peers and rivals alike.Bryan’s eyes glistened sharply at the invitation. He straightened his shoulders, adjusting the gold-embroidered hem of his ceremonial attire, and rose from his seat. His pack members immediately noticed the intensity

The crowd was still buzzing with excitement from the archery competition when Irene’s voice cut through the air, sharp and venomous.“There’s no way an ordinary omega beat me,” she snapped, stepping forward with fury etched across her face. Her chest rose and fell rapidly, her eyes darting to the murmuring crowd. “That result must be a joke. I demand another chance!”Lisa, still clutching the bow in her hand, lowered it slowly. She was breathing harder than she wanted anyone to notice, but she stood tall, refusing to cower. Her fingers trembled faintly before she clenched them tight to hide it.“Irene, the scores were announced,” Ash said, his tone cutting, almost mocking. “Lisa didn’t just beat you. She destroyed you.”A wave of laughter rippled through the spectators. Some clapped, others jeered, but it only made Irene’s face twist even more. Her pride was pierced, and her lips curled in rage.“You think this is funny?” Irene’s voice ro

Third person POVEnzo’s chest tightened as the roar of the crowd echoed in his ears, drowning every thought but the sight of Lisa sprawled in the middle of the bloodied ring. Her body looked lifeless, her chest rising and falling shallowly, her skin pale and slick with sweat. For a brief, chilling moment, he thought her spirit had already left her body. Without a second’s hesitation, he broke through the circle, shoving aside the wolves who crowded too close, his boots echoing against the wooden floor of the ring box as he reached her.“Lisa!” His voice cracked as he fell to his knees beside her, his arms slipping beneath her limp frame. She was drenched in blood—hers and Irene’s—but Enzo couldn’t tell which wound belonged to which. All he knew was that her pulse had to be there, had to still exist, or he would tear apart everyone in this place with his bare hands.He pressed his ear against her chest for half a heartbeat before relief slammed through him

Alpha Rowland's POVI could barely keep the growl from tearing through my throat as I paced the room, fists clenched so tight my claws threatened to break through my skin. The image of my daughter—my precious Irene—humiliated in front of everyone, lying broken and battered because of that cursed duel, burned into my mind like fire I couldn’t put out. The rage coiled in my chest, and every heartbeat felt like an explosion waiting to detonate.A mere omega. A filthy, unworthy omega standing up to my daughter—an Alpha’s child, raised to be untouchable—and then the unimaginable happened. That girl, that wretched Lisa, had dared to overpower her. It wasn’t just defeat. No. It was ridicule. It was a slap to my name, to my legacy, to everything I had built.“I’ll kill him,” I muttered under my breath, my voice hoarse and raw from holding back a roar. “I’ll kill Enzo with my bare hands. How dare he allow this? How dare he let that disgrace happen under his roof?”