All Chapters of Bound To The Alpha King's Brother : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

ISOLDEI had tiptoed... for what?!I forced myself to snap out of it, giving myself a light slap in my head. He let my hand go slowly, almost like he didn’t want to, and I swallowed hard before walking toward Velin again.“Let me help you,” I said softly, my voice calm and sweet despite the ache inside. “I won’t hurt you, I promise.”She looked at me as though my words were poison.“You’ve already broken me… far more than hurt. There’s nothing you can do to return him. Nothing you can do to wash yourself clean. I can never forgive you.”Her voice was low but sharp, and before I could reply, King Rowan stepped in, his presence instantly filling the room. He scooped her up like she weighed nothing.“Don’t worry, I’ll do this myself,” he said, his deep, dominant voice cutting off anything else I might have tried to say. Then he turned, carrying her out of sight.I knew exactly what they were going to do... the quick, intimate, quiet way royals healed their own. The thought burned through

ISOLDECuriosity clawed at my mind as I stood. The guard’s hands shook while he tore away the thick black wrapping around the box. The sound of the rip echoed faintly in the hall.The lid lifted.A foul smell exploded into the air, thick and metallic, so strong that it hit the back of my throat. My hand flew to cover my nose, and Elsa turned sharply away.“What the hell is that?” Felda’s voice carried that sweet concern she always wore, but the way her nose wrinkled told me it might not be real this time.I forced myself to look again. It was something… round. Dark. Slick. My breath hitched.A head.It was... a man's head.“Bring it out for them to see!” Rowan’s thick, commanding voice filled every corner of the room.The guard obeyed without hesitation, sliding his hands under the dripping mass and lifting it. The blood was thick, almost black, and clung to its hair and dripped onto the table.Gasps broke around the room. Even the guards along the walls shifted uneasily. The maids be

ISOLDEI wasn’t going to let him hurt Finnian.I wasn’t going to let him kill his own brother just because of his insecurities and stupid jealousy.I didn’t even bother with another warning. My magic was already burning through my veins, black... the kind that could match his Alpha aura. With a sharp whisper of a spell, Rowan’s hand was still buried in Finnian’s chest, it jerked back suddenly against his will.Finnian swayed, his knees buckling, but I caught him with another spell before he could hit the ground. His eyes fluttered open, breath ragged, the gaping wound in his chest knitting itself closed at an unnatural speed.When he saw Rowan, his lips pulled back in a low growl.“How dare you, Isolde?!” Rowan’s roar shook the walls. He tried to come closer, but the dark flames rising from my skin kept him back, licking at the air with my fury.“Leave him, Rowan!” My voice was sharp, steady, not trembling even though my heart was pounding. “He’s done nothing but save my life. You don

ISOLDEThe forest welcomed us with its evening breath; it was cool, damp, and carried the smell of wet leaves. It wrapped around me, seeping into my bones like freedom itself. My chest loosened for the first time in days. The weight I carried seemed lighter, replaced by a kind of wild relief. I could almost hear laughter that wasn’t mine; it was my sister’s, and it made me smile before the sound even reached my ears.Elsa’s laugh was bright and careless, bouncing against the trees as though the forest belonged to her. Then she stopped so suddenly that the guards halted behind us too, boots grinding against fallen leaves.She spun around, her eyes glinting with mischief, and flashed them a grin that made her look like a child caught stealing honey. “Thank you for escorting us here,” she said sweetly, almost singsong. “How about you stay here while we go for our run?”The guards exchanged looks, stiff as stone. One finally bowed, voice low. “I’m sorry, my lady. We are to follow you ev

FELDAI wanted everyone dead at this moment -- Velin, Isolde, and that too cheerful sister of hers who thought a smile could untangle me... Elsa. How dare she come here and pretend like she could help Isolde win her position back? Like her laughter could soften me, like her little gestures would crawl into my heart.I was done pretending. I wanted them gone. Both sisters. Out of the palace. They were only chains around my ankle, keeping me from Rowan every time I tried to reach him. And the worst part? I still hadn’t been able to give him what my father wanted most... a child. A single heir that would have sealed my father’s plans, a reason to grip the throne without anyone daring to question him.Instead, I was stuck here, furious, restless, and useless.I sat on my chair, dismissed my maids and guards, and left the chamber heavy with silence. Whenever my anger grew, I preferred the walls to hear me instead of people. I had been waiting for Arianna, she promised we’d discuss our n