All Chapters of Bonded To The Alpha God of War : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

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The Price of a Son's Breath

The healer had barely recovered from the crushing weight of the visions… the Luna’s final moments, her cries for Aurelia, Selene bleeding her life away, the screams that haunted the battlefield. Her eyes were still wet, heavy with tears that refused to dry. Her body still trembled as though her very soul had been bruised.Then the vision shifted again.Kaelthorn stood tall in front of the Assassin Leader, a towering figure cloaked in black, his face hidden beneath a shadowed hood. The assassin’s voice was cold, even, and dangerous, as he raised his brow and studied Kaelthorn.“I presume you won the battle,” he said, the words hanging thick in the air.Kaelthorn’s lips curved into a grim smile. Without speaking, he shoved someone forward. The figure stumbled, hands and legs shackled in thick chains. His body barely had a scratch, proof of his divine abilities. His name slipped like a whisper from the healer’s lips as she recognized him.“Darian…”The Alpha’s younger brother. Lucien’s f

Last Updated : 2025-10-08

The Last Chains of War

The healer remained in the corner of the cold chamber, her knees drawn tight to her chest, arms wrapped around them. Darian’s lifeless body still lay where it had fallen the night before, the chains still binding his wrists and ankles, though they no longer held purpose. His glassy eyes stared at the ceiling, blood vessels burst red around the corneas, frozen in an eternal echo of agony.Her tears had long dried, leaving dark trails on her cheeks, but her chest ached as though they were still falling. She had not moved. She had not slept. She could only sit there, silent, as the sounds of laughter and feasting from the assassins the night before had died away, replaced now with the muted steps of soldiers and the whispers of departure.It was morning.Kaelthorn stood tall before the Assassin Leader in the main hall. His cloak hung from his broad shoulders, dark and stained, his scarred arms bare to the morning light. The Assassin Leader lounged on his throne, one hand curled against h

Last Updated : 2025-10-08

Anana Unbound

The healer’s eyes snapped back to their natural hue. The whiteness bled away slowly, like mist retreating before dawn, until her irises were as they once were. She remained seated beside Lucien, her hands trembling faintly in her lap.Her head bowed, her hair shielding her face. She could not speak… not after what she had just witnessed in the endless current of the vision.She rose abruptly, pushing herself to her feet with a suddenness that betrayed her desperation to leave.Lucien immediately stood as well. His eyes never left her, as though tethered by an unseen cord.Ronan shifted in his seat, prepared to trail after them, but Lucien’s hand snapped up in a sharp gesture.“Stay,” Lucien said, his tone low but commanding. “Watch the trial.”Ronan hesitated, then sat again, his gaze flickering toward the arena.…In the open circular arena, the air was thick, thrumming with something that was not just anticipation but fear itself. The heavens rumbled above, clouds rolling like dark

Last Updated : 2025-10-11

The Book of Forbidden Truths

The moment the healer stood, she did not waste another breath. Her robes swept against the floor as she strode swiftly into her private chambers, Lucien trailing behind her, his steps heavy with both confusion and restrained impatience.“Iris,” his voice cut through the silence, low but edged with demand. “What happened? What did you see?”The healer, Iris raised her eyes to him, still dazed but steady enough to speak.“I will tell you everything, Lucien,” she replied. “But let me first… document what I saw. Some truths must be preserved before they are spoken.”She raised her hand and clapped once. A surge of air stirred the chamber, rattling the bookshelves until one leather-bound book tore free and floated towards her. It hovered in the air, its pages blank… then, as though stirred by an invisible hand, they began to turn rapidly.Flip…Flip…Flip.Words spilled onto each page, lines of ancient script etching themselves in dark ink, filling one page after another until the book was n

Last Updated : 2025-10-11

Torn Between Two Selves

The hidden chamber throbbed with deadly silence, its rune-etched walls faintly glowing as Iris laid Anana’s limp form upon a bed draped with silken sheets. Iris’s brows furrowed; She could feel it… the torrents of raw power leaking from Anana’s body like cracks in a dam about to burst.Anana’s chest heaved in a violent rhythm, her lips parted in shallow gasps, her limbs twitching uncontrollably. Sweat beaded across her brow and soaked her outfit. But it wasn’t just exhaustion… something far deeper stirred inside her.The energy bleeding from Anana was no longer subtle. It poured off her in waves, invisible yet heavy, rattling the air itself. Her body vibrated violently as though torn between two forces. Iris’s sharp eyes widened… Anana’s wolf was trying to break through, clawing against the human shell, while her human form resisted, trying desperately to cage it back inside.“She’s fighting herself,” Iris whispered, pressing her palm lightly against Anana’s forehead. Her skin was hot

Last Updated : 2025-10-11

The Awakening

“Now!” Iris cried, raising her arms again, her voice breaking with exhaustion as she chanted once more:“Luna’s light, break the chains,Awaken her wolf, release the veins.By royal blood, by fire, by night,Let the wolf rise, let her claim her right.”A scream tore from Anana’s lips. The white glow around her surged violently. Her back arched, and with a sickening crack of bones rearranging, her form began to shift. Her cry was not human. It was the howl of something ancient, raw, and primal.Her body stretched and warped, fur tearing through her skin, bones elongating. The white glow swallowed her form until it reshaped completely. When it dimmed, a wolf stood in the center of the circle.But not just any wolf.She was massive, larger than any warrior wolf Lucien had ever seen. Her fur was silver streaked with shimmering white, as though moonlight itself was woven into her fur. Her eyes burned a piercing white, glowing so fiercely it was painful to look at. Her lips curled back, fan

Last Updated : 2025-10-13

One Week of Reckoning

Ronan stood before Lucien, his expression grim, his tone edged with urgency.“My lord, after a thorough investigation… it’s confirmed. The infiltrators are from the Assassin Clan.”Lucien’s body stilled. His blue eyes narrowed, and for a brief moment, the silence in the chamber was deafening. Then his jaw clenched so hard it looked like he could shatter teeth.“The Assassin Clan…” he muttered, disbelief cutting through his usually cold voice. “They’ve shown no threat in years. Why now?” His gaze darkened, the thought twisting in his mind. “Unless… they’re in alliance with the young Alpha.”Ronan shifted, his hand on his sword hilt. “If you permit me, Alpha, I will go to the Assassin Clan myself. I’ll confirm this.”Lucien turned to him, his expression colder than ice. His voice came low and lethal.“No.” His eyes glowed faintly. “It looks like it’s time I pay the Assassin Clan a little visit myself.”…The next day, the ground trembled under the boots of Lucien and three of his warrio

Last Updated : 2025-10-13

Five Days of Silence, One Moment of Forever

The great doors of the Crimson Blood throne hall creaked open, and the sharp echo of boots carried through the vast chamber. Lucien sat on his throne, body relaxed as though he were calm, but his eyes… those icy blue and merciless eyes betrayed the storm that brewed within.Darius, leader of the assassin clan, walked in. His steps were slow, measured and cautious, but sweat already gathered at his temples before he even spoke. He bowed his head low, not daring to make eye contact.“Greetings, Alpha Lucien,” his voice was steady, though his insides twisted.Lucien’s gaze narrowed. His voice rolled out, cold and hard.“Have you gotten to the root of it?”Darius nodded once. “Yes. The infiltrators… They were assassins. But not by my order. They acted on their own, following the promises of the young Alpha.”Lucien leaned forward, resting his elbow on the throne’s arm, jaw tightening.“The young Alpha gave orders to YOUR assassins?” His voice carried disbelief, layered with lethal warning

Last Updated : 2025-10-13

Vows of Steel, Whispers of Revenge

Sunlight came like a benediction through the high windows of Anana’s room, painting the floor in pale gold. After five days in Iris’s chamber, she was finally home…her room. Her feet found the cool floorboards as she walked, and the silk gown Lucien had left beside the bed slipped from her shoulders and pooled at her ankles like spilled milk.She stood for a moment, a naked silhouette backlit by the morning light, then moved toward the washroom. Water ran warm and strong, and the stream felt like a small mercy, washing the exhaustion from her skin. Steam curled, blurring edges; the world narrowed to the sound of water and her own uneven breathing.When she finished she lingered at the mirror. The glass fogged under her fingertips until she drew a neat line through the condensation with the pad of her thumb. Her reflection clearer: pale cheeks, dark lashes clinging with moisture, hair plastered to her face. For a heartbeat the flash came back… Aliyah’s death, the blade, the death that

Last Updated : 2025-10-14

The Night of the Escape

Long before the night Mira planned to spill Elia’s blood, the sun was still high, hanging lazily in the afternoon sky.Elia sat in her chamber, her slender fingers trembling with anticipation and her heart pounded as she reached for the parchment on her desk. She had been waiting… hoping for a reply to the desperate message she had sent to Anana.Her eyes raced across the inked words.Tears welled in her eyes as the parchment slipped slightly from her fingers. Her chest swelled with joy and a sob of relief broke free, and she pressed the parchment to her lips. Anana was coming. Her heart whispered over and over, I will be saved. I just have to hold on a little longer.Unbeknownst to Elia, she was not the only one who had read those words. Mira’s personal assassin had seen the parchment earlier, his sharp eyes tracing every detail before slinking into the shadows to report back to his mistress. The net had already been cast, but Elia, brimming with hope, had no idea.Every night since

Last Updated : 2025-10-14

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