All Chapters of BOUND TO THE ALPHA KING: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

KATHERINE I sat on the edge of my bed back at the castle, but I couldn't keep my hands still. Every time I closed my eyes, I felt it again, the rough, wet heat of Stephen’s tongue dragging across my skin. It was a simple act of healing, something Alphas did for their mates or their pack, but it didn't feel simple to me. It felt like he had claimed that patch of skin, like he had tasted my pain and swallowed it whole, and it made my stomach flip in a way that had nothing to do with fear. I looked down at my forearm where the gash had been, but the skin was perfectly smooth, not even a faint pink line remained to show where I’d sliced myself open. I was supposed to be planning his downfall, I was supposed to be thinking about how to get those photos of the underground cages to the press, but all I could think about was the way he had looked at me while he licked my blood. It was intimate and raw, and it made my hatred feel like it was starting to fray at the edges, which terrified me m

KATHERINE I stood there in the damp grass, my boots sinking into the mud as the shock of Stephen’s words hit me like a physical blow. I looked around and realized he wasn't alone, his men were around too. I looked back at Mira, searching her face for a spark of the sister I used to know, but her expression didn't change at all. If anything, she just got colder, her eyes turning into flint as she reached down to her thighs and pulled out a pair of serrated daggers. The metal glinted under the harsh headlights of the convoy, and she held them with a steady hand that told me she had used them many times before.I couldn't just stand there and watch them kill each other, so I moved. I hurried over to Stephen’s side, my hand reaching out to grab his leather sleeve, and I felt the hard muscle of his arm beneath the fabric."Stephen, stop!" I said, my voice coming out in a desperate rush. "This is her. This is Mira. She’s my sister, the one I told you about, the one who was supposed to be d

STEPHEN I watched Katherine step out of the car, her back rigid as she marched toward the palace stairs without a backward glance. I didn't try to stop her from walking away, but I signaled the guards to follow her immediately and ensure she went straight to her room. She tried to protest when they caught up to her at the entrance, throwing a sharp look over her shoulder that was meant to sting, but I wasn't in the mood for her games. I ignored her refusal and kept walking toward the command center, but then I stopped and looked at her one last time before she disappeared around the corner."You had better not plan on running away again, Katherine," I said, my voice cutting through the hall with enough weight to make her stiffen. "The next time you decide to take a midnight stroll, you might not like where you end up."She didn't answer, she just let the guards usher her toward her suite, and I turned my attention to the security team standing by the door. My blood was still boiling

KATHERINE I was woken up far earlier than I wanted to be by the sound of the maids bustling around my room, opening the heavy curtains and letting the morning light hit my face. They informed me that breakfast was being served in the main dining hall, and since it was the weekend and I didn't have to worry about the academy, I actually had to be presentable. I dragged myself out of bed, my body still feeling heavy from the lack of sleep and the stress of the previous night, but I managed to get dressed and head out. I spent the walk down the long hallways bracing myself for another confrontation with Stephen, but when I walked into the dining room, I realized I could finally breathe. Stephen wasn’t there. His chair at the head of the table was empty, and I felt a massive wave of relief wash over me until my gaze shifted further down the table. My heart froze when I saw Leona sitting there, looking as polished and perfect as ever. She saw me at the same time, and before I could e

KATHERINEI looked at Stephen, my chest feeling like it had been hollowed out with a blunt knife. I wanted to scream at him. I wanted to tell him he was lying, that he was just trying to poison my mind against the only person I had left, but his face was a wall of cold, hard truthz but he didn't look like he was enjoying this. I looked down at the photos again. The sight of the charred remains of those pack houses made my stomach turn. I could feel the bile rising in my throat, and I had to squeeze my eyes shut to keep from puking right there on his expensive rug. The images were too clear, too gruesome to be anything else but real."Why would she do this, Stephen?" I whispered, my voice sounding rough. "She's my sister. We were raised to protect our kind, not slaughter them in their sleep.""It's not just the raids, Katherine," Stephen said. His voice was cold, pulling my attention back to him. "Do you remember the trafficking ring I told you about? The one operating in the borderl