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CHAPTER 81

GREY'S POV I stormed through the garden like a man possessed, fury boiling so hot my hands wouldn’t stop shaking. The edges of my vision burned red, pulsing with every heartbeat. I’d had her. I’d CORNERED her. Anastasia had been right there, trapped, exactly where I needed her.I had been so CLOSE.Tomorrow’s verdict had practically been in my hands.Until that simpering little simpleton had gone and ruined everything.“Motherfucker,” I hissed, stopping abruptly and swiping at a drooping tree branch. Leaves scattered uselessly to the ground.If Amelia had done her damn job properly, if her poison had taken out that weasel, none of this would be happening. I wouldn’t be scrambling like a fool. I wouldn’t be standing here with my plan in ruins and my pride in tatters.I dragged my hands through my hair, breathing hard. The realisation hit like a punch to the gut.I had to tell my father.The thought alone made my stomach knot. I’d stood before him so confidently earlier, bragged about

Last Updated : 2025-12-30

CHAPTER 82

ANASTASIA'S POV It was finally here.The day I’d been waiting for.The day everything was supposed to change.The day of the council hearing.It was barely seven in the morning, and I was already showered, dressed, and very much not ready.I sat on the edge of me and Nicholas’ bed, wringing my fingers together like they were the only things anchoring me to reality. I’d been doing it for minutes. Maybe longer. Time felt slippery, distorted by the violent pounding of my heart. It thudded so hard in my chest I was convinced Nicholas could hear it from across the room. I should be glad. I should be excited.I should be counting down the seconds.I’d dreamed about this day more times than I could count. I'd laid awake at night, imagining the words BOND DISSOLVED falling from the council’s lips. I’d pictured the relief, the lightness, the moment I’d finally be able to breathe without having Grey’s shadow choking the air out of me anymore. And realistically, this hearing wasn’t even supp

Last Updated : 2025-12-30

CHAPTER 83

ANASTASIA'S POV “Do either of you consent?” the Alpha King asked, his tone neutral and detached, like the answer wasn’t already expected, like I actually had a choice.My eyes slid back to Grey before I could stop myself. That stupid smirk was still carved into his face, smug and assured, as if the outcome had already been written in stone. His gaze locked onto mine, dark and warning, screaming YOU’RE NOT GOING ANYWHERE. He spoke, clear and confident. “Yes.”The Alpha King’s attention shifted to me, one brow lifting as he waited. My chest tightened. For a split second, the room felt too big, too loud, too heavy. I shut my eyes, my jaw clenching as the word scraped its way out of me. “I consent.” It tasted bitter.I opened my eyes again and looked for Nicholas without even thinking. The moment I found him, something inside me steadied. He wasn’t smiling, wasn’t panicking, just calm and solid and unshaken. JUST BREATHE, his earlier words echoed in my head again, firm and grounding.

Last Updated : 2025-12-30

CHAPTER 84

ANASTASIA’S POVI was staring at Amelia.Not blinking. Barely breathing. Just… staring.My mouth hung open in pure, unfiltered shock, my thoughts refusing to line up into anything coherent. Of all the people in this room, of all the WOLVES, it was her who had just raised her hand to testify on my behalf.Amelia.Grey’s WIFE.My first bully. The woman who would do virtually anything if it ensured harm came my way. And she'd do it smiling.Nothing made sense.I searched her face for mockery, for calculation, for the familiar glint of cruelty, but there was none. She looked pale. Almost fragile. And that alone unsettled me more than anything else could have.WHAT WAS SHE PLAYING AT?“What are you doing?” Grey rasped.The sound of his voice snapped something in the room. It wasn’t angry. It wasn’t commanding. It was thin. Afraid.Amelia didn’t even look at him.She walked past him, past me, her steps steady as she moved toward the council, her chin lifting as she came to a stop before t

Last Updated : 2025-12-31

CHAPTER 85

ANASTASIA'S POV “You stupid bitch!” Grey snarled.The words were barely out of his mouth before his hands were on Amelia’s throat.Everything happened at once and somehow in slow motion too.Amelia hit the floor hard, her back slamming against the marble with a sickening crack before Grey straddled her, his fingers digging into her neck. She gasped, her hands flying up instinctively, clawing at his wrists. Her face began to colour almost instantly, red, then frighteningly purple.Chaos was all around us. Someone screamed, high and shrill. Feet thumped hard against the floor as people jumped to their feet and hurried to the front to take a closer look. Shock rippled through the council chamber, turning into outright horror as everyone registered what they were witnessing.None of them thought to help. To save Amelia. And Grey didn't care to stop.He looked past caring.His eyes were bloodshot, wild, completely unhinged, like a rabid dog that had finally slipped its leash. Spittle f

Last Updated : 2025-12-31

CHAPTER 86

GREY'S POV Pain crashed into me like a blade straight through the ribs.I stood there, rooted to the marble floor, and watched Anastasia’s face light up at the declaration.She looked jubilant. Radiant. Like a weight she’d carried for years had finally been lifted, and I was that weight.FREE.Like I was some ugly troll she'd just narrowly escaped from. And then she looked at me.Not with tears. Not with regret. Not even with sadness.Just indifference.“I reject you, Grey Bloodhound.”The words landed, and something inside me tore loose.I felt it immediately. The invisible knot that had bound us, the constant pull I’d lived with for as long as I could remember, loosened around my chest and wrist and just… vanished. One second it was there, anchoring me to her, defining me, and poof. It was gone the next. Like it had never existed. Like SHE had never belonged to me.My breath punched out of my lungs.No.No, no, no.My hands curled into fists so tight my nails bit into my palms.

Last Updated : 2025-12-31

CHAPTER 87

ANASTASIA'S POV The moment the words left my mouth—“I reject you, Grey Bloodhound.”—something unseen finally broke free.It wasn’t loud or dramatic. It was quiet. Gentle. Like an chain slipping loose from around my ribs.The mate bond dissolved, and with it came a rush of warmth and calm so sudden it stole my breath. The constant pressure I’d lived with for years vanished, leaving behind a strange, beautiful stillness. Peace. Real peace. My knees nearly buckled from the sheer relief of it.I lifted my head instinctively, my eyes searching the crowd without thinking.Nicholas.He was already looking at me, gray eyes bright and fixed on my face with something that made my chest ache in the best way. He looked proud. He looked relieved. He looked happy. As if HE felt it too.I didn’t think. I just moved.I ran.Up the few stairs leading to the audience section and I crashed into him, arms wrapping around his neck as his hands came up instantly, catching me like he’d been waiting

Last Updated : 2025-12-31

CHAPTER 88

ANASTASIA'S POV“You must be happy, aren’t you?”Margaret Keaton’s voice sliced into me the second I reached them, sharp and dripping with venom, already coiled for attack. She didn’t even give me time to breathe before she pounced.“You must be BURSTING with joy now that you’ve completely destroyed everything.” I stopped in front of them, my pulse still riding the high of freedom, only for it to slam abruptly into a wall.Destroyed everything.The correction burned on the tip of my tongue. I wanted to tell her she had it wrong, so wrong. I wanted to tell her it wasn’t me. That it was Amelia. That it was Grey. That it had ALWAYS been Amelia and Grey. That I was the one who had been destroyed in another life.But my mother didn’t pause long enough to hear any of it. She continued, her words raining like bullets. “I don’t know how you could just go ahead and announce that your sister helped in bewitching you,” she continued, her sneer deepening. “How you could air out family issues

Last Updated : 2025-12-31

CHAPTER 89

NICHOLAS' POV Since Anastasia was with her mother and sister, I took the liberty of bringing the car around myself.I told myself I was just trying to save time but the truth was I needed to give her all the space she needed to confront her mother and Amelia without me hovering.Else, I'd be doing something stupid like inserting myself and stealing her stage. It wasn't that I didn't trust her not to handle her heartless mother or demon of a sister, I did. I just loved her too much not to worry about her. Or maybe it was because I was practically irrational over everything that concerned her. I needed space for myself as well. Space to prepare for what I knew was coming next. The mate bond issue might have been done and over with but the game wasn't over just yet.I stood near the curb, hands clasped behind my back, watching the driveway and the fields beyond with a stillness that didn’t reflect the sharp calculations running through my head. That was when my phone vibrated in my po

Last Updated : 2025-12-31

CHAPTER 90

NICHOLAS' POV “I warned you, boy. Don’t play games with me,” my father growled, his blue eyes narrowing, voice low and dangerous.I squared my shoulders and didn’t flinch. “We’ve been playing games since the very beginning,” I shot back, my tone calm but lethal, every word deliberate.“You little—” He started, rage flashing across his features, and I braced for his usual tirade, the venom he spat like poison.Then a voice cut through the tension like a blade. Sharp, commanding, impossibly controlled.“Watch it,” my mother said. Her tone dripped with authority and fury, leaving no room for argument. “I will not have you insult my son in front of me.”I glanced back at her briefly, taking in her presence. Beautiful, still, despite the years. Aging gracefully, her sharp cheekbones and high forehead only accentuated by the stern line of her mouth. Her grey eyes the same as mine blazed with a fire that demanded respect, and her brown hair was pulled back into a severe, slick bun, emphasi

Last Updated : 2025-12-31

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