Todos los capítulos de Bound To The Alpha King's Brother : Capítulo 121 - Capítulo 130

FINNIANHow could I not see this coming?No… that wasn’t true. I saw it. I felt it. I just… I refused to believe it. I had told myself she loved me. That her heart, no matter the storms, no matter Rowan, she would always find her way back to me. I had waited, every day, every night, believing… hoping… that one day, she would finally be mine.But I was a fool. A blind, stupid fool.I should have acted sooner. Confronted Rowan. Claimed her. I knew him too well. Rowan was ruthless. Greedy. Merciless. Even to his own blood. He wanted everything. Power, respect, wealth… women. Nothing was ever enough for him. He would never, not for one second, consider anyone else’s happiness above his own.And yet… I was not weak. I was his equal. An Alpha wolf, just like him. I could survive him. Endure him. Even if it took days… even moons.Because she… Isolde… she was worth it. Everything. Everything I had ever wanted, everything I had ever needed. A woman like her was a prize, a reason, a life worth

VELINBut instead, she knelt suddenly.My wolf stopped clawing inside me the moment I saw her on her knees, shaking, begging like she’d lost her breath. She was pathetic, but useful. I let her stay there for a while, drowning in her own tears. Fear makes tongues loose.“Stand up,” I said, my voice low, the edge sharp even though I felt calm now. “Stand up and tell me what I need to know.”She hesitated as if she were weighing her death. Her eyes turned red… not from fury but from tears. Heavy ones. The type you cry when something inside you is breaking.Interesting.Did she really care for Felda?Or… was this about someone else?Slowly, she rose, her head down like she was afraid that if she met my eyes, she wouldn’t survive it. “I didn’t want to mention you,” she mumbled. “I had no option… I’m sorry.”She wasn’t talking to me. Her voice drifted like she was somewhere else. Talking to the one she’d just betrayed.I waited. I let her drown in her guilt. Then she finally snapped back an

FELDAHis head turned slowly, his eyes dark, and my anger burst out like fire inside me.“How dare you?! How dare you say that to me? That I was a substitute?” My voice shook, but I didn’t let it drop. “Really? When I saved Rowan, where was she then? Was I not enough reason for a man to marry me? I stayed by his side, I wiped his blood, held his hand through every night he almost died!”I could feel the burn of old wounds opening. My chest rose and fell hard as I pointed at him, ignoring the way his eyes flashed red.“I took care of him,” I said, each word sharp. “I did everything for him. And when my family told me to accept his proposal, I didn’t have a choice anymore… because I had already fallen for him. I thought I had finally found peace. Happiness.” My voice broke on the last word.He didn’t move.“And you!” I spat, my hand shaking as I pointed at him again. “You dare call me betrayal? Have you forgotten the night you begged to touch me? Or should I remind you of your own words

FINNIAN“Ahhhhhh!!”Daze’s scream ripped through the cold stone walls like something alive, clawing straight into my chest. They dragged the silver rope across his back again, slow and merciless, and the sound of skin splitting… I’d heard men die on battlefields with less pain. Blood slid down his spine, dark and steady, but he didn’t even have the strength to fight back anymore. Just his voice... broken, hoarse begging without words.I stood in front of the cell, my hands were shaking so badly I had to curl them into fists. I couldn’t even take one step closer. They’d locked the iron gate with strands of silver, thick and glowing. I could smell the burn from here. If I touched it again, I’d rip more than just skin. Part of me wanted to. Maybe pain was better than this helpless rage.Had he not suffered enough? After everything? After all the warnings nobody listened to?I should’ve told him. I should’ve warned her. I should’ve dragged them both away before this became real. But I di

FINNIANNight wrapped the palace like a cold cloak, silent except for the whisper of torches outside. I walked down the stone steps into the lower halls, each footstep echoing sharply. The farther I went, the more the air smelled of damp earth and blood. Guards stood still, their eyes lowered, nobody daring to meet mine. They knew where I was going. They knew I was not supposed to go there. And they still stepped away from the door when they saw how dark my eyes had gone.I reached the cell.The walls trembled slightly from the force that had been unleashed earlier. The air had burned with Rowan’s rage, but now it was only quiet. Too quiet. That kind of quiet that presses against the chest, makes it hard to breathe. I stood in front of the iron door and looked in through the bars.Still hanging.Daze.His back was hit so badly I could barely tell where skin ended and blood began. His head drooped forward, his hair stuck with dried streaks. No one, not even me, could go past this thre