บททั้งหมดของ Bonded To The Alpha God of War : บทที่ 181 - บทที่ 190

He took a few steps toward the bush, boots crunching softly against gravel and dead leaves. The sound carried farther than it should have… way too far.He didn’t notice. His eyes swept the shadows, irritation surfacing first… idiot’s taking his time… before thinning into something less defined. Not fear… Not yet. Just a faint sense of misalignment, like a step taken where the ground wasn’t quite there.“Where did he go?” he muttered.The bush ahead lay unnaturally still… no rustle, no sound of movement. No shifting leaves. No muttered curse from a man caught mid-relief.His hand drifted to his weapon, fingers resting against the hilt out of habit rather than intent. A reflex drilled deep enough to act without asking permission.He leaned closer. The darkness seemed deeper there… heavier. The air held no warmth of breath, no trace of movement. Even the insects had gone quiet.That should have warned him.A cold thread slid between his shoulders. He straightened slightly, drawing in a s

Shock froze her for a heartbeat, then she nodded, stiff and silent, forcing her legs to obey.Her feet carried her towards the wardrobe almost mechanically, just then her gaze flicked to the window and she gasped.Flames clawed at the edges of buildings, hungry and relentless. Smoke spiraled into the night, dark ribbons against the moonless sky. Warriors’ shouts, orders barked, the clash of metal… everything merged into a roaring storm of chaos. The pack was burning.Hands trembling, she yanked a corner chest open, dragging it toward the wardrobe. She flung the doors wide, scattering clothes into the box… hers, their son’s. Nothing folded. Nothing neat. Only speed mattered now.Behind her, Kade moved with lethal efficiency, gathering essentials, placing them into the box with precise, controlled motions. Every action was intentional, every second counted. Neither of them spoke; the roar outside filled the room, pressing in, urgent and deafening.When the last item landed inside, Mira

The rope bit into Kade’s wrists as the horse moved faster, its hooves pounding the ruined path without mercy.He lurched after it, more dragged than walking. Every step was a fight he was losing. His legs shook, buckled, failed him again and again. Each time he fell, no one slowed. No one turned.The rope snapped tight. His body was yanked forward, skidding over stone and ash, over shattered ground that offered no mercy. His breath tore from his chest. Pain rang through him in waves, dull and blinding all at once. His clothes ripped away. His body burned with every scrape.Ahead of him, the warriors rode on… laughing, talking, spitting curses into the air as if he were nothing more than dust behind their boots.To them, he was no longer an Alpha. He was not even a man.He was only a symbol of their victory… tied to a horse and dragged through what remained of his world.Kade clawed at the ground, trying to rise. His fingers slipped on blood and dust. He forced himself halfway up… only

Ronan continued…“I did not kill Kade,” he said, his voice levelled and controlled. “His death belongs to you. To kill him myself would be mercy… and mercy would be sending him too quickly to the afterlife.”Lucien’s eyes darkened, slowly, a dangerous approval settling into their depths.“He was dragged here behind a horse,” Ronan continued, unshaken. “Through dust. Through stone. Through blood.” His lips curved faintly in cold satisfaction. “What remains of him is barely human. Kade is tied, even now, to the tree at the center of the courtyard.”Silence followed… Thick and heavy with what was about to be unleashed.Then Lucien’s lips curved into a lethal promise.“You have done well, Ronan.”He rose to his full height, and the air itself seemed to draw tight around him.“Prepare the execution ground,” Lucien commanded. “Let every soul in this pack witness what becomes of those who fall.”His eyes burned, dark fire smoldering within them.“Kade’s judgment begins now.”…That afternoon

The executioner lifted the blade. Sunlight slid along its edge, thin and cruel, turning steel into a burning fang… bright enough to blind and sharp enough to end worlds.For one single breath, time fractured.The wind stilled. The crowd forgot how to breathe. Even fear seemed to pause, as if it, too, could not bear to witness what was coming.Then the blade descended in a terrible calm of something that had already decided there would be no mercy.Steel met flesh…The sound was wrong… too wet and final tearing through silence. It clung to the stones, to the air, to the minds of those who heard it. Long after it faded, it still echoed.A silence followed… thick and heavier than death itself. It pressed on chests. And even worse it made even warriors feel small.Then the truth revealed itself.Kade’s head tore free and rolled across the stone, slow at first, then aimless, leaving behind a dark, shining trail that caught the light. Life spilled after it… hot, relentless marking every inc