All Chapters of The Billionaire Alpha's Sin Bin: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

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Chapter Forty - The Internal Hunter

(Damian’s POV)The private study was cool and quiet, a necessary buffer after the raw, consuming intensity of the night with Logan. The surrender had worked: the chaotic energy radiating from my mate had been temporarily stabilized, drawn down into a dull, manageable thrum. But the relief was fleeting. Logan’s impossible goal, the public display of that dangerous, accelerating strength, meant I had to move faster than Kael ever anticipated.I was hunched over the main display panel, which now showed a complex overlay of data. On one side: the aggressive land acquisitions Julian Drake’s company, North Star Capital, had made in the city's old industrial zone. On the other: decades-old Pack documents detailing the historical borders of the Mirkwood territory.Jenkins and Marcus stood near the door, silent and waiting. Jenkins, my human Chie

Last Updated : 2025-11-20

Chapter Forty One - The Hit

(Logan’s POV)The cold air of the arena felt like a tonic, a necessary shock against the relentless, dangerous heat that had been building inside me for weeks. After my desperate surrender to Damian's control, I should have stayed confined in the penthouse, accepting my role as the Alpha’s tether, but the wolfish strength I was suppressing felt like a physical pressure, demanding a real, non-sexual release. Hockey was the only way to bleed off the excess power without exposing the truth.I had bypassed Damian's security detail again, this time slipping out with an old friend who believed I was just stealing a few practice skates for my sanity. I wasn't. I was outrunning the inevitable.Now, I was suited up, standing on the bench, watching the final minutes of a brutal game against the Vipers

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Chapter Forty Two - The Confession

(Damian’s POV)The medical bay in the Pack House basement was built for secrecy, not comfort. The walls were thick, soundproofed stone, and the lighting was harsh, fluorescent white. I stood rigid beside the steel table where Logan lay, stripped of his gear, his body dangerously still.The speed of the transfer had been unprecedented. I hadn't waited for an ambulance. I had carried Logan off the ice myself, my clothes soaked with his blood, the chilling scent of silver contamination burning in my lungs. Marcus had driven us back, tearing through the city in a black armored vehicle while I fought the primal need to shift and tear Kael's operative apart with my bare hands.Now, two of our most trusted Pack Healers—old, grim-faced wolves who dealt in ancient remedies and brutal biology—worked frantically over him.

Last Updated : 2025-11-22

Chapter Forty Three - The Awakening Rage

(Logan’s POV)I woke up, and for the first time in weeks, the silver-laced venom was gone. The immediate sensation wasn't pain; it was absolute, aggressive health. My body felt like a machine freshly tuned, humming with a terrifying, limitless energy that surged through my veins. Every cell was singing with power, the terrifying, chaotic strength I had been fighting against was no longer chaotic—it was mine, sharpened and permanent.I opened my eyes to the harsh, sterile white of the medical bay. I was on a stainless steel table, partially restrained, with thick leather cuffs on my wrists and ankles. A series of blinking, beeping monitors surrounded me, recording the impossible rhythm of a heart that was now beating with the ferocious power of two lives.I didn't need a

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Chapter Forty Four - The Fallout

(Damian’s POV)I held Logan pinned against the stone wall, my body shaking not from exhaustion, but from the sheer, violent effort of controlling him. The fight was over, but the war for his mind—and his submission—had just begun. His eyes, now permanently alight with a feral, gold-tinged focus, blazed with pure, unadulterated hatred. I was the Alpha who had saved him, and the tyrant who had stolen his soul.I released the pressure slowly, easing back just enough to allow him to breathe, but not enough for him to move. I kept my scent—aggressive cedar and ozone—thick in the small space, commanding him to stand down.“You’re finished fighting,” I stated, my voice rough and low. “The silver is out. The change is complete. You have a Pack to survive, and a war that just intensified beyon

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Chapter Forty Five - The Cage

(Logan’s POV)The waking was slow and thick, like pulling myself out of heavy water. The last thing I remembered was Damian's face, the gold of his eyes, and the searing, commanding pain of the bite. Now, the sedative had worn off, leaving behind a sharp, clear awareness that was almost too intense to bear.I was no longer in the sterile hospital basement. I lay on a simple, low bed in a room that was anything but simple. The walls were thick, untreated stone, cool to the touch. The floor was rough-cut slate. There were no windows to the outside world, only one heavy steel door and a narrow ventilation slit high up near the ceiling. It was a shelter, a prison, a bunker—a perfect cage.The silence here was total. The air was clean, faintly scented with pine and rain, but with none of the city

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Chapter Forty Six - The Full Truth

(Damian’s POV)I stood in the center of the crude, stone cage, the silence between us heavier than the steel door. Logan was sitting on the edge of the bed, the sight of the shattered wall serving as a brutal reminder of the immense, untamed power now surging through his body. His amber eyes, burning with a mix of fury and confusion, were fixed on me. The moment for half-truths and corporate pleasantries was long past. I had to forge the final chain, and the only metal strong enough was absolute, brutal reality.“The damage is done, Logan,” I began, my voice low and devoid of the usual clinical edge. It was the Alpha’s voice now—raw, deep, and heavy with ancient power. “You fought the confinement, you fought the bond, and you fought the inevitable change. That resistance almost killed you on the ice. We are done with

Last Updated : 2025-11-26

Chapter Forty Seven - Hate vs. Gratitude

(Logan’s POV)Damian left me alone again, vanishing through the heavy door with Marcus in tow, leaving me in the silence of the stone bunker. The space felt colder now, despite the burning energy inside me. The weight of his confession—that I was a werewolf, that my parents were murdered by his rival, and that my entire life had been a lie—was heavier than the raw power of the change.I paced the confines of the cell, my bare feet silent on the slate floor. Each step was a contradiction. I should have felt crushed, but the new biology rejected weakness. I was enraged, but the rage was clean, focused, and utterly directed at the man who had created me.I walked to the shattered wall, running my fingers over the edges of the cracked stone. My body recognized the power, but my mind was fi

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Chapter Forty Eight - The First Shift (Mini)

(Logan’s POV)The moon was a silent, gravitational terror. Even deep within the bedrock of the secluded bunker, sealed away from any direct view of the sky, I could feel its immense, undeniable pull. It wasn't a gentle influence; it felt like a cosmic hand reaching down, grabbing the raw, untamed beast Damian had put inside me, and demanding that it rise.I was trying to occupy myself with simple, human tasks—pacing, trying to focus on the rough texture of the blankets on the bed—but the effort was futile. The energy was building in my body with a frightening, geometric progression. It started as a restless vibration in my hands, a desperate twitch in my newly powerful legs, but it quickly escalated into something far worse.The air felt too thin. My new senses, which Damian had forced me to train, were betraying me. I

Last Updated : 2025-11-28

Chapter Forty Nine - Sister's Leverage

(Logan’s POV)The raw, physical exhaustion after fighting the full moon shift left me weak, but the wolf in me refused to sleep. I lay on the thin mattress, every inch of my body vibrating with the immense, new power that was currently being held captive by Damian’s will. My hate for him—the tyrant, the thief—was still a cold, focused point of light in the darkness, but the gratitude for the life he'd given back was a heavy, suffocating blanket I couldn't throw off.The steel door hissed open, and Damian stepped in. He wasn't wearing his suit jacket, just a crisp black shirt, and he looked less like a CEO and more like a predator who hadn't slept in days. He carried a small, rugged device that looked nothing like a phone.He walked toward me, stopping a respectful distance away, acknowledging t

Last Updated : 2025-11-29

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