Lahat ng Kabanata ng Spirit bound by the Alpha's curse: Kabanata 101 - Kabanata 110

I was worried about Iris. She seemed to retreat more and more into herself with every day that passed. It had been at least three days since we ran into Rosa. Since then, Iris had grown more quiet, weaker, and more angry. We left the Humvee behind two days ago. I'd hidden it as best I could in a dense part of the forest, and was fairly certain that it would remain there, unless someone who was skilled enough to steal it without the keys came along. The trail Saoirse was leading us on was definitely not a normal trail. Anyone could see that it had been tampered with using magic. Sometimes, it felt like we were walking through a hot, humid jungle, and sometimes it felt like we were walking through a scorching desert with the driest air possible. I was also pretty sure that we'd gone in a circle at least three times, but Saoirse assured me she knew what she was doing. That was the only way to get to where we needed to go. Highly inefficient. How did the witches survive in their set

What the hell was wrong with me? Why did I push Iris away like that? I should have stayed in the tent, tried to explain things to her. "What things?" Wrath growled at me. He definitely didn't understand why I left. "She doesn't want to mate with us. Not really. We can't take advantage of her weakened mental state.""She told you she wanted—""She doesn't!" I snapped. "You know this. She's told us before. She isn't ready for a physical relationship until we've sorted out everything else." "Everything else like what?" "Like the curse, for one!""And if this kills her before then? What then?" "She won't die," I mumbled. "Heat doesn't kill people.""Well, heat doesn't usually come back because it's not fulfilled, does it?" Wrath asked. "Nothing about our bond is normal, and you should stop using other werewolf bonds as a yardstick for ours. Anything could happen.""Okay, but what about kids? Have you forgotten about that so soon? Mating now means pregnancy. Pregnancy when Iris isn't

When we first met, Saoirse mentioned that she couldn't use her cloaking spell when she was distracted because it required a lot of concentration. So that meant either was powerful enough that she could keep up.her cloaking spell and still shoot at us, or she was hiding remarkably well. I closed my eyes, urging Althea to the surface. She moved sluggishly, still weak, but she moved. I wasn't going to let our current weakness get in the way of getting this woman who was stubbornly posing a threat to me and my mate. I felt a presence behind me and whirled around, arms raised. My hands were so cold they were killing me. There was also something off. They wanted...death. It was the feeling I got whenever I attempted to heal Barry, but amplified somehow. This wasn't from Barry. This was from inside me.I remembered the one time this had happened. It was when j found out the truth about my parents and Julietta's claim to my title. I'd been so furious then, but I forgot all about the stra

Cassian dropped everything he was holding and immediately wrapped his arms around me, pulling me tightly to him. I held on just as tightly, not wanting to let go for even one second. I was wheezing and gasping, and shaking again. These weren't soft, pretty tears, but tears of anger, guilt, confusion, and most of all, disgust. Disgust at myself. Cassian hoisted me up so I could wrap my legs around his waist, and I did. Then, he tried to walk off into the forest to give me some privacy while I broke down. I only held on to him tighter and shook my head, signalling that I didn't want to go. I didn't want to hide away the monster that so brutally killed a woman who was friends with my own friend. Saoirse and Barry discreetly looked away, but at least they could hear me. "I'm sorry," I cried. "I swear, I am. I don't know what came over me! I don't—"I was hyperventilating, barely able to breathe and talk at the same time. Cassian tried to soothe and shush me, encouraging me to breat

I didn't know when we passed the settlement borders, or if they even had borders. All I knew was that one moment, we were walking — or they were walking while I was in Cassian's arms — and the next, two men flickered into existence right in front of us. Cloaking spell. The men were shirtless, carrying roughly hewn spears. They were also obviously hostile. The butts of their spears were firm against the ground, the tips pointing at us, keeping us from coming any closer. Cassian's arms tightened around me.Looks like we found the witches. "Stop right there!" One of the men barked. "Werewolves. What do you want from us?" Saoirse stepped forward. "I brought them here. They need our help." The men gave her a look of disdain."You. I should have known you would be nothing but trouble. Did one of your visions tell you to do this? Putting the whole village in danger just because—""They're not here to hurt anyone," she cut in. "I swear. Please, just let them in.""Over my dead body," t