Lahat ng Kabanata ng Bound To The Alpha King's Brother : Kabanata 81 - Kabanata 90

FINNIAN“That’s enough, he is back. You can see each other later,” Rowan said, his hand closing around Isolde’s arm, pulling her gently but firmly away from me. There was something sharp in his tone, a kind of jealousy he didn’t bother hiding.“You have something urgent to take care of,” he told her, his voice lowering. “You need to see Daze as soon as possible.”Isolde nodded quietly, brushing the tears from her cheeks. “I hope his condition is not worse,” she said, though her voice sounded more like fear than a question.I sighed, the bitterness heavy on my tongue. “I can’t tell until you see him yourself,” I said. I didn’t want her to feel worse than she already did.Before anyone could say another word, the doors burst open. Felda ran in, her gown sweeping the floor behind her. She stopped in front of me, panting, her chest rising fast. Her eyes widened when she saw me, and without warning, she threw her arms around me.Her body trembled against mine, and for a strange second, I a

FELDAI no longer knew what was wrong.He should have opened his eyes by now. He should have been standing on his feet, breathing, alive.But he wasn’t.Daze still lay there... pale, still, and cold like a statue carved by the gods themselves. My chest hurt every time I looked at him. Every second that passed made me feel like I was losing him.He was strong. A warrior. A fighter.But I could see his strength fading. His soul was slipping away, and I could feel it like the moon pulling the tide.No. I wouldn’t let him go.Not when he had captured my heart in a way no man ever did.Daze was everything I wanted.Everything I needed.And yet, I was married to another man, King Rowan.The thought made me sick.What had I done? What had I gotten myself into?How could I ever escape Rowan’s hold and be with Daze?I pressed my hands against my chest, as if I could keep my heart from breaking apart.And then there was Isolde.Her secret. The one she had kept buried all these years. The truth

ISOLDEMy heart pounded hard in my chest.I grabbed his arm. “Stop this, Rowan!”“I can’t.”His voice was rough, almost strained. He jerked his arm away and cornered me again. His lips hovered just a few inches from mine. I could feel his breath, hot and uneven. My whole body froze.Then...A knock came.“Your Highness, Prince Finnian is here.”Rowan groaned but didn’t move away. His lips were still close, so close I could feel the warmth of his breath brushing my skin.“Let him in,” he said, still staring at me as if he couldn’t look anywhere else.My heart raced faster. My eyes widened slightly.What was he doing?Would he really allow his brother to walk in and see us like this... like prey caught in the corner of a wolf’s den?Before I could push him away, the door opened.Finnian stood at the entrance, frozen. Three aged men followed behind him. Something dark flashed in Finnian’s eyes, was it jealousy, anger, maybe both but he quickly hid it, clearing his throat as if nothing ha

ISOLDEThe Next Day“You’re awake.”That voice again, that familiar, deep and rough voice that sounded like midnight thunder. I smiled without thinking, my body curling closer to the warmth beside me.He chuckled low, his breath brushing my ear. “You must’ve dreamt about me.”My smile faded.Wait.That voice wasn’t supposed to be here.My eyes flew open, and the illusion broke like thin glass.It wasn’t Finnian.Gods. Why would I even think it was him?The last time he ever lay beside me, I’d woken up alone. He was gone before dawn.I jerked away from the warmth and sat up fast. The cold morning air bit my skin.Rowan sat on the edge of the bed, his bare chest catching the early light. His piercing eyes trailed me as I jumped from the sheets like I’d touched fire.“Do I bite now?” he asked, one brow raised. “Why are you running from me?”I ignored him, my mind racing. How in the goddess’s name did I even end up in his chamber? I had to see Daze. That was all that mattered today.“Wher

ISOLDEIt had been three days, and I was already starting to worry.Elsa should have been back from my mother’s place by now.I kept pacing the healing room, thinking maybe Mother held her down, maybe she didn’t believe Elsa, or thought she was lying.No letter came. No message. Nothing.Daze’s wound had finally closed. The thick line on his stomach had turned faint, pale like a scar fading too soon.His breathing had steadied, though sometimes it still stumbled like he was fighting for air.At least he was still alive. At least my magic hadn’t failed.“Eve,” I called softly, handing her the bowl and cloth. She moved fast, almost too fast, collecting it from me before I even stretched out my hand. It was as if she had been waiting behind me, quiet as a shadow.We had washed Daze again. It was the only way to keep him clean. He couldn’t move yet, couldn’t even sit. Carrying him to his quarters every time would have been cruel, so we washed him here. His skin always felt cold even after