All Chapters of Bound To The Ruthless Alpha: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Once the maid was dragged away by the guards, it were only the three of us left alone in silence when suddenly Kael's voice cracked like a whip, slicing through the silence of the hall."What the hell are you doing here?"My whole body froze, blood turning to ice as his shadow fell over me. The fury in his eyes made my breath catch.I had rehearsed nothing for this moment. I hadn't thought I'd need to. All I had wanted was to quietly slip Karl's cloak back into his hands, ask him some questions and walk away without drawing Kael's notice. But of course, nothing in this cursed place ever went as I wished. Every step I took seemed to lead me deeper into a nightmare I couldn't wake from, and this—this was just another twisted turn in a maze I'd never asked to enter."I…" My throat dried, the word barely a whisper. I forced my spine straighter, clutching the fabric in my hands tighter as if it might shield me. As if wool and threa

My palms sank into his sheets, my body bouncing once before his shadow loomed over me. His eyes glowed in the dim light, feral and golden, like a predator cornering its prey. The mattress dipped under his weight as he braced his hands on either side of me, caging me in once more. Blocking out the light. Blocking out everything but him."I told myself I wouldn't," he ground out, voice jagged as if it had been dragged across stone. His chest heaved, broad shoulders rising and falling like a beast barely tethered. "But you—" His gaze raked over me, scorching every inch of skin, burning through my dress like it wasn't even there, "—you make me lose every ounce of control I have from last night."I scrambled back on instinct, my hands clawing at the sheets, trying to find purchase, trying to put distance between us. But the mattress betrayed me, swallowing my movements, the soft surface giving me nothing to push against. My elbows sank into the furs, slo

His mouth tore lower, from the hollow of my throat to the slope of my shoulder, leaving a trail of heat and bruises in his wake. Each kiss was a claim, each bite a punishment. I could map his path across my skin, every place his mouth had been burned into my memory like brands. Like I'd carry the ghost of his touch even after the marks faded.I shivered violently when his teeth sank against the muscle at the curve of my shoulder. Not deep enough to pierce, but enough to make me jolt, my breath breaking out in a ragged cry that echoed in the vast chamber. The sound was raw, uncontrolled.He growled against my skin, the sound primal, guttural, vibrating straight through my bones until I felt it in my teeth. "I can't stand it," he snarled, lips dragging hotly over the sting he'd left behind. "I can't stand the reminder that another wolf dared touch what's mine."The possessiveness in his voice was absolute. Final. As though my body had been his property

The dual sensations were overwhelming. His mouth on one breast, his hand on the other, both working in tandem to unravel me completely. To reduce me to nothing but sensation and need."Stop—" I whispered weakly, but the word died when his tongue plunging deep while his hand twisted my nipple just enough to make me shudder. Just enough to drag another broken sound from my throat."You'll remember this," he growled against my lips, his breath coming in harsh pants now. "Every time you breathe, every time you move—you'll remember who did this to you."And I hated him for it. Hated him with a fury that burned almost as hot as the desire.I hated myself even more for the way heat coiled low in my stomach, for the way my body trembled not only in fear but in something far more dangerous. For the wetness I could feel gathering between my thighs, evidence of my body's absolute betrayal. Evidence I couldn't hide or deny.Some

I pressed my forehead against my knees, a bitter laugh catching in my throat. For years I thought being wolf-less was my curse. The great shame of my life, the thing that made me less than everyone around me. But now I had a wolf, and she was a bigger mystery than the silence that had haunted me for nineteen years.At least the silence had been empty. This—this was full of shadows and secrets I couldn’t name.She whispered again, soft this time, almost kind: “Learn, Aria. Because if Kael ever realizes what I am, what you are, neither of us will have the choice to fight back.”The words sent ice through my veins. What I am. What *we* are. As though I was something other than what I’d always believed. As though there was more to my existence than just being Roran Vale’s disappointing daughter.“Then tell me,” I whispered aloud, my voice hoarse. “Tell me what we are.”But