All Chapters of Bound By Blood: The Alpha's Human Mate: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Sophia's POVThe words lingered in the air, connecting us all. They were half-brothers. It suddenly clicked why Ethan had been so hostile toward poor Marcus all along.Ethan appeared to hold Marcus responsible for every bad thing in his life. He likely viewed him as a constant reminder of something he'd rather forget. The one flaw in his parents' story.Ethan looked just as stunned as I felt, his gray eyes bulging under the impact of Marcus's revelation. He'd thrown it out there as a guess, a last-ditch effort to make sense of Ethan's harshness, but Ethan's response wasn't what I'd anticipated—the way he froze completely, in a chilling way, just proved it was real.Ethan didn't push back against it. He shifted his gaze to me."Head inside," he ordered, but I stayed put."Sophia. Right now." This time, laced with his alpha authority.Marcus edged a bit in front of me, a shielding move that only fueled Ethan's fury. "This doesn't alter how you've been treating her, Ethan. It just sheds

Sophia's POVEthan looked exactly like the beast I'd always suspected he was. His eyes shone, and it wasn't just the moonlight bouncing off them—it was the savage side he always tried to keep buried, breaking free. He was triggered by a disloyalty I hadn't even acted on yet, and I was trapped not only by his frame physically pinning me down but by this intense energy radiating from him."I wasn't planning to escape," I fibbed, my voice barely a whisper. "I was frightened. I only wanted to know if there was an option to get away if everything fell apart.""Liar," he exhaled, the accusation burning hot near my mouth. "You wipe out messages from my rivals. You scheme ways out. You tease my brother to get back at me. You believe I don't notice the scheme you're running?""It's not some scheme!" The response burst from me, driven by fear that was fast shifting into fury. "You caged me! You flaunted Jessica right in my face! You act like I'm a captive one second and your most prized possess

Sophia's POV "She asked for me?" The words slipped out more snarky than I'd meant. This crazy lady wanted a conversation with the very person she'd been undermining since she arrived, right after unleashing a bunch of wolves from their chains. This woman had lost her mind. Idris's face was like stone. "It's a setup. Or a mind game. You're not going anywhere near her." "But if she's just sitting there, if she insists on talking..." All at once, a chilling, morbid interest took hold of me. I wanted to face her directly. I wanted to look into the eyes of someone who'd release horrors into a home where a kid was sleeping. "No," Idris stated, his tone leaving no room for argument. "Thorne, you stick with her. Lucas, come with me. We'll lock down Jessica and haul her to the containment cells. The Alpha and Marcus

Ethan's POVWe shifted to a different chamber where we mapped out our approach carefully. The layouts spread across the table weren't just vague sketches of land anymore; they were active war zones. The four crimson indicators positioned over the Black River in Night Fang territory weren't merely absent wolves."They were positioned there," I stated, my tone even. I followed the river's bend on the diagram. "This wasn't random chance. Jessica guides our wild, unpredictable wolves to a precise pickup spot. Night Fang fighters, who conveniently show up on a routine check at the perfect moment, gather them up. This was planned. Set up in advance."Marcus bent over the chart, his digit pointing to our bank of the river. "She had assistance from within. Someone supplied her with the guard timetables. Someone ensured the appropriate sentries were distracted elsewhere. This was too seamless for a lone intruder to manage solo."The notion of another betrayer, one of our own, twisted like naus

Sophia's POVBlackwood Lodge was more like a rugged stone stronghold built right into the mountainside than any cozy retreat. It had a harsh, isolated beauty, with jagged edges and dense, vine-draped barriers. The atmosphere was chillier, lighter, and so still you could catch the wind's sad sigh rustling through distant pines. It seemed less like a haven and more like an elegant lockdown.Amelia, sweet thing, treated it like a thrill. "We're in a fortress, Sophia!" she'd exclaimed, her tiny palms flat against the chilly pane of the huge sitting area window. "Any dragons around?""No dragons, kiddo," I'd replied, mustering a grin. "Just... peace."Peace was the toughest bit. Back at the estate, even confined to my space, there'd been the buzz of movement, far-off chatter, the rhythm of the group.Here, it was only the breeze, the snap of flames, and the dense, vigilant hush from the six wolves Ethan had assigned to us.Zed, the leader, was a hulking figure with a visage that seemed chi