All Chapters of Bound by His Mark, Freed by His Betrayal: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Elena’s pov.“I’m so sorry, Elena. I shouldn’t have been so blinded by the evidence before me. It just seemed so real, and because I care so much about Ethan, I got really scared and didn’t have time to think.” Monica spilled into Horace’s home office, standing before me while Horace stood by the window, hands tucked in pockets.“Well, I can’t blame you for what you did. It concerns Ethan Afterall. I, too, would have been scared and perhaps acted the way you did. I just wish you trusted me more, but it’s all right. All has been sorted, and I forgive you.” I replied, sipping my coffee. She tried to hide it, but I saw her hands tightening beside her in rage. I knew she had mostly done it maliciously and not entirely because of some ‘caring for Ethan’s excuse. But since she wanted to play the game of deceit, I didn't mind joining her. “Thank you, miss, for understanding.” “Miss? No. Should be madam, Monica. Not miss.” Horace’s voice called out from the window.“Oh, I’m sorry. Skipped

Michael’s pov.Sensing her rage rising, I knew it wouldn’t be good for the baby, so I decided to conceal my own raging anger at what she told me.I held her hand quickly.“Hey, look at me,” I said, turning her chin to face me. “How many times do I have to say you’re the only woman in my heart. It is ordained by the moon goddess, baby. I mean, why else have you been the only one to carry my baby in you this long, that other thing couldn’t even go past the first early weeks. nothing is breaking us apart, okay?”She chuckled dryly, looking away, so I pressed.“I asked those specific questions because I need to teach her and her guards a lesson. When I’m finally done with her, I’ll have to teach her a lesson for what they did to you and mother today, that’s why I have to confirm those specific details, baby. Can’t you see?”These words seemed to do the magic; her face instantly went soft, and she seemed to feel better.But her next words shook me.“Fine if you say so, but you have to prov

Elena’s pov.The day of the charity gala arrived, and as I stared at my dress on the bed, I was beyond marveled.Horace had it designed by the most sought-after designer in the whole of Crimson Moon, and though it was ordered on short notice, Horace paid double the amount needed to expedite the creation process.And it came out beautifully.I plugged in my waterproof jacket, AirPods, and went into the shower.After making my skin squeaky clean, I admired my body in the mirror before dancing out of the bathroom, preparing to start my makeup when the door burst open.I froze. We froze. Eyes wide as we stared at each other.Then, after what felt like an eternity, my brain managed to get itself together, and a loud scream tore through my throat.“What are you doing here?” I yelled, frantically trying to open the bathroom door, but to my utmost horror, it had jammed.“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.” He said at the same time, turning around immediately.“Shit shit shit. No, please.” I muttered as

Elena’s pov.Let’s welcome Alpha Horace.The room erupted in loud applause.I followed, clapping gently, as I watched Horace walk onto the stage to give a Speech on the importance of giving back to society.Just then, the corner of my eyes caught something.Ashanti. Her eyes were deeply buried into me like she was trying hard to figure something out; perhaps she also wasn't sure Horace had come in with me or another woman. But I knew she was hoping for the latter.She wasn’t sitting with Michael, of course. People who knew him as married were also present at the party, and they definitely knew his wife wasn't some sorry excuse of an actress.How sweet revenge will be when it finally rains on them. I thought to myself. Smiling inevitably as I turned back to watch my fake boyfriend, who exhumed nothing but majestic power.Sweet mother of the moon. How the hell have I been able to hold myself back from pouncing on him all the time of been around him?How have I managed to reject his adva

Horace’s pov“Thank you for what you said out there. It was pretty believable.” She said as I drove down the road.I turned my gaze to her, “And who said I was lying? I meant every word I said to that bastard.”Her eyes found mine, staring back as deeply as I was at her.Then, she cleared her throat, looking away hurriedly.“I really hope you can give us a chance someday. I promise you won’t regret it.” I held her hand as the words left my mouth.“Really?”“Yes, really.”“Well, even if I were to do that, how would it work?”“What do you mean?”“Well, you seem to be hiding something from me. You flirt and tease, but at times you just keep to yourself, hiding away. I mean, you say you want us to work something out, but it’s like you’re not even fully committed to that quest.”Her words hit me hard; my mouth was wide open as I listened to her speak. I quickly took my back my hands, now completely looking away from her, speechless.“I thought we were friends, Horace. So, what is it that y