บททั้งหมดของ Bound To The Crown Prince: บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 39

Xander's POVI hadn’t meant to go there. The secret library was not a place that I liked, it smelled of dust and lost things, but something gnawed at me that night, a kind of restlessness in my chest which I could not get rid of.I hadn't been with Edrian in weeks, but that doesn't mean i wasn't watching him. I had placed three guards at his chambers to give me updates on what he has been up to and what goes on in his life daily.I wasn't surprised when one of the guards mindlinked me few days ago about Kael talking to Edrian in the garden few days ago. I was expecting it because I'd learned his patterns, the way he lingered in corners whenever Edrian entered a room, how his eyes always followed him, not with the cold calculation he showed others, but with hunger he tried to disguise.I'd caught him stealing glances too many times, he thought he was clever, but he wasn't.So tonight, when the guard mindlinked me that Edrian had followed Kael down to the abandoned library. My wolf stir

Amber's POVThe palace was painted silver by the sacred moonlight. Shadows were long across the marble floors, and the air was full of expectancy. All the ends of the court were bright with jewels, burnished armour, and velvet robes. This night...this sacred ritual...was meant to bond the pack to the moon, to remind us of power, loyalty, and balance.But I had other plans.I was at the foot of the dais, covered in white silk and gold thread, which is an image of chastity. The courtiers were murmuring like they were in ecstasy, they said I was the bride that the King had chosen, the one that would bring back the honor of the throne. I was pleased by their envy, though not as much as by that secret which I had in my skin.Edrian.The name soured on my tongue even when unspoken. He should have been broken or buried beneath chains where he belonged. Yet he stood here...still breathing the same air as me, still clinging to Xander as if his presence was what would give Xander life.I had a

Xander's POVThe words hung in the air like judgment. I felt the room tilt.To mark Edrian as my mate meant claiming him publicly, irrevocably. No court, no council, no father of mine would ever allow it. An Alpha prince bound to a slave. It would rip the throne from beneath my feet.But when I looked at him, pale and motionless on the bed, I knew that was all there was to it.He was already mine. The throne could burn, for all I bloody careI waved away the healers and sent them away. They fell like leaves in the wind and left, then I was left alone with Edrian in the room.I sat next to him, sweeping his wet hair away. He was as cold as a corpse, yet I laid my lips against his temple, and I swear, I felt the slightest movement of breath."You stubborn wolf," I said to myself. "Even now, you fight me. Always making me choose."My chest ached. The idea of putting my fangs into his neck, of making us one forever...ought to have made me feel all hesitancy. Rather, it gave me a sense of

Xander’s POVThe whispers had already spread like wildfire.By the third morning, even the kitchen servants had ceased to bow properly when I passed. They gazed long and wondered without saying anything."The heir to the throne was deprived of his right to the throne.""The throne will go to Kael."I had heard the rumors myself echoing through the courtyards, seeping through the stones of this palace like rot.. The nobles were acting civilized, though I could see the delighted looks on some of them, and the deceitful ones of others.And still, I did not care.Not enough to kneel in front of that council and grovel. Not enough to sit in chambers and argue with men who had already made their choice.I had chosen, too.Looking at Edrian, the set of his shoulders, the shadows beneath his eyes, his attempt to shoulder my decision as though it were his own, I was certain I would repeat the same a thousand times even if the kingdom burned.The argument with my father had been brutal, all ste