Alle Kapitel von Bound To The Cruel Alphas (SPICY): Kapitel 61 – Kapitel 70

KEN’S POVI was losing my mind. That was the only explanation for what was happening to me.I stood in my private study, staring at the detailed plan I'd mapped out weeks ago. Every step I had was carefully calculated. Every move in here was designed to break down Zana's defenses until she became compliant and controllable. It had been perfect. It was a psychological strategy that would have worked on anyone.But it was crumbling - all of it. I was falling apart because of one night that never should have happened.I'd had sex with her. We all had. And now everything was ruined.I pressed my palms against the desk. My jaw was clenched so tight it ached. The plan had been simple - keep her off balance, use attraction as a weapon without ever actually crossing that final line, make her want us, crave us, need us but never give her satisfaction. I thought we would never let her have what she truly desired.That desperation would have broken her eventually. It would have made her willing

KEN’S POVI sat at the edge of my bed in the dark, still dressed from earlier. My shirt collar hung open, exposing the bite mark Zana had left on my neck. The letter from my father was folded on the floor where I'd thrown it after burning the actual paper. But I'd kept the seal - evidence, maybe, or just a reminder of what was at stake.I didn't need to look at the letter again. I'd already memorized every word.Progress report. If she isn't compliant soon, alternatives will be considered. I trust you, Kenny.Alternatives.I knew exactly what that word meant coming from Alpha Lucius. It wasn't a gentle suggestion. It was a threat.Alternatives could mean a lot of things. I knew my dadAlternatives meant anything that would humiliate her. My dad was the worst saddist I had ever come across in my life.Alternatives could mean forced bonding rituals where they'd drug her and force the mate bond to complete whether she wanted it or not. It meant public humiliation trials where they'd par

KEN’S POVI arrived at breakfast later than usual. My body was still sore from the early morning training session. The great hall was already full of students.It was the usual going on. Students were walking around just talking to their friends.My eyes found Zana immediately, like they always did now. It was like I couldn't help myself.She sat alone at the far end of the hall, as far from the royal table as possible. She wasn't eating the academy food. Instead, she had something she'd clearly brought herself or even hunted. Yes, Zana still hunted in the woods sometimes.She was a rogue through and through. Even with everyone’s opinions, she didn’t care. She lived her lifestyle without caring about what other people thought. Honestly, it was kind of admirable.I think she was eating something that looked like dried meat, probably from something she'd hunted last night. Her uniform was a bit rumpled. Her red hair was loose around her shoulders instead of braided back like usual.She

ZANA’S POVI couldn't stop thinking about that night. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw them. I felt them.I could never forget. I kept thinking about Percy's mouth on me, Ken inside me, Darren's hands gripping my hips. I thought of the way they'd looked at me like I was the only thing in the world that mattered.I'd been back in my own room for days now, but my skin still felt warm where they'd touched me, like their heat had spread deep into my bones and refused to leave.I lay in bed, breathing heavily. I felt the heat in between my core. just thinking about them and the intense sex we had made me fucking wet.Before I could even control myself, my hand slid down my stomach, between my legs. I was already wet just from the memories. I dipped my finger inside my tight and wet pussy.I bit my lip as I moaned softly. In that moment, I let myself imagine that it was Percy’s finger deep inside me. I pumped my finger in and out slowly, trying to recreate what they'd made me feel. But it

ZANA’S POVAncient Studies was my last class of the day. I was exhausted from the training session with Colt. My body was sore and my mind still spinning from the unfair punishment Professor Thorne had given me. All I wanted was for class to end so I could disappear back to my room.But Mr. Kasnic had other plans.He was an older man. He was thin with dark eyes that seemed to see more than they should. He taught Ancient Studies in an intense way that made most students uncomfortable. He rarely called on me in class. he rarely acknowledged my presence at all.So when he asked me to stay after class, I was confused. Was I in trouble again?The other students filed out. I heard their conversations fading down the hallway. I stayed in my seat, watching Mr. Kasnic as he gathered papers at his desk. He didn't look at me. He didn't speak.When the last student was gone and the door had closed behind them, he walked over to my desk. He placed a small, folded piece of paper in front of me. H