บททั้งหมดของ Bound Mate to the Formidable Alpha : บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 5

Anora’s POVHis hand clenches on my arm, a grip like a poisoned steel band. My heart hammers against my ribs, a shiver that has nothing to do with desire tracing its way down my spine.“No, Alpha, don’t,” I mutter, turning away, but Alpha Liam’s face is too close, his breath rapid and hot against my ear.Dreading my return to the Pack’s settlement, I find myself dragged back by Adriana’s imperious insistence that I serve as her “favorite maid.” This entire charade serves one purpose: her engagement ceremony—an order delivering me into the devil’s nest. For a year, Alpha Liam has made his interest in me clear, though always in secret. His hard eyes flick with lust whenever I toil past him with the other maids. How foolish I am to ever dream a lowly Omega like myself could be the Alpha’s mate—a cruel jest. The moment he lays eyes on Adriana, my stepsister, after her return from studies abroad, he casts me aside like a soiled rag, a stain on his precious hands.His threat still echoes in

Anora’s POVAlpha Dane? The name hits me like a physical blow. The cold Alpha and current king of Blackburn Pack—a place so dreadful, with wolves so barbaric, it is practically run by mafias.“What?” My heart drops to my stomach with heavy dread. Alpha Dane is a stone-hearted Alpha, as it’s literally what’s required of any leader if he’s to rule Blackburn Pack. “N-no... no, you can’t do this to me.”“Anora, silence.” Beta Stannis growls, a curt command to the guards to seize me. The Pack’s cheers at Beta Stannis’s declaration ring in my ears, each sound a fresh twist of the knife in my gut, but they don’t hear his whispered words.I thrash as the guards secure their grip on me again, fighting against the hands that hold me, the injustice that burns in my veins. But on a three-day empty stomach, I have no strength to fight off even a fox. My struggles meet a sickeningly sweet scent, a cloying aroma from the cloth pressed over my face that steals my breath and weakens my limbs. Wolfsban

Anora’s POVAlpha Dane’s deep voice rumbled like thunder in a distant thunderstorm, sucking the very air from my lungs. His imposing image, dwarfing Alpha Liam who was well over six feet, burned into my mind from that brief, terrifying encounter. His hazel eyes blazed like a furnace banked but never extinguished, and his curly, very dark hair covered his temples, concealing even his ears. Like a sculpture fashioned by mythical gods, his body build is carved with hard muscles, his rigid cheekbones sat high with pride, a mask of formidable power.Alpha Dane carries his charms; a darkness follows his aura. His eyes are dead of emotions. Sheer horror coils inside me as I watch Alpha Liam tremble in his presence, making my breath shallow and my heart hammer against my ribs like a talking drum. Alpha Dane is inhumanely handsome, reeking of raw masculinity. There is no hint of weakness, no flicker of soft emotion in him. He carries himself with terrifying pride, an aura of absolute command t