All Chapters of Bound to the Enemy Alpha: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Chapter 102Rohan POVThe blood on my hands didn’t belong to just one person.It never did in a fight like that. It layered itself composed of mine, theirs, hers until it all became the same dark, sticky proof that something had gone wrong, that something had gone too far.The clearing was quiet in a way that felt unnatural. Wolves retreated into the tree line, their shapes melting back into shadow and distance. The air still vibrated with the echo of howls that had nowhere to land anymore. Victory sat heavy on the field, thick and bitter, like ash in my mouth.I didn’t care. I was on my knees in the dirt, holding Ella. She was too still. Her body was warm, but the kind of warmth that felt like it was slipping away from me, not settling into me. Her blood soaked through my shirt, through my arms, through everything I had between her and the ground.“Stay with me,” I said, and it didn’t sound like a command. It sounded like a plea I didn’t know how to make properly.Her head lolled aga

Chapter 104Rohan POVI was supposed to be back in my territory by dawn.There were councils waiting and border disputes simmering. A rival Alpha who had sent a “courtesy request” that was really a challenge dressed in polite language. The kind of thing that demanded my presence, my voice, my reputation in the room like a weapon laid carefully on the table. Instead, I was still sitting in a chair beside Ella’s bed, watching the slow, steady rise and fall of her chest like it was the only rhythm that mattered. The packs noticed. They always did. News traveled faster than wolves and faster than messengers and intention. By the second morning I stayed, my absence had become a statement whether I meant it to be or not. I could feel the weight of it even without the reports. The shift in the air. The way the world leaned just slightly in a different direction because I had chosen one room over an entire territory.Ella stirred, her fingers twitching against the blanket. I leaned forwar

Chapter 106Rohan POVThe night had no business being that quiet. I had walked these borders for years. It was long before my name carried weight, before my presence alone could still a room but silence like this was rare. It wasn’t the peaceful kind that came with a world at rest. It was the kind that waited. The kind that leaned forward, listening for the first crack of thunder.I should have been in the main hall, reviewing reports, issuing orders, letting my guards do what they were trained to do. That was the Alpha’s role and that was the leader’s distance. But tonight, I had chosen to walk the perimeter myself.The ground felt different beneath my boots. The wind moved through the trees in shallow breaths, and even the insects had gone quiet, as if they knew better than to announce themselves.My wolf stirred under my skin, restless, pacing in a way I recognized too well. He didn’t like this any more than I did.“Easy,” I murmured under my breath, though I wasn’t sure whether I

Chapter 108Ella POVI didn’t say goodbye. I left a note on the table beside Rohan’s bed, weighted down with the small stone he always turned over in his hands when he was thinking too hard. It wasn’t dramatic. I need to hear my own voice for a while. I promise I’ll come back and that was all. My wolf paced beneath my skin as I slipped out before dawn, restless in a way that felt like curiosity instead of fear. For once, I wasn’t running from something. I was running toward the space between things. The place where no one else’s expectations could reach me.The world outside the stronghold was washed in gray light, the kind that makes everything feel unfinished. The air smelled like wet earth and cold leaves. I breathed it in like a promise. I didn’t take a guard. I didn’t take a banner. I didn’t take a name anyone would recognize.By the time the sun climbed higher, I was already past the last marked border stone. It was past the invisible line where alliances ended and neutrality

Chapter 110Ella POVThe river pass didn’t look like a place where futures were decided.It looked like a stretch of tired water slipping between stone and reeds, like it had somewhere else to be and no interest in the politics of wolves. Mist clung low to the ground, softening the edges of everything. This was how every neutral territory felt to me.I stood at the edge of the path, my cloak pulled tight around my shoulders, my wolf pacing under my skin like it didn’t trust the quiet. Neither did I.I hadn’t come here for trouble and that alone should have been my first warning.“Ella.”The voice wasn’t hostile. It wasn’t cautious either. I turned slowly.He stood a few steps back from the trail, hands open at his sides to show he wasn’t armed. Tall, broad-shouldered, his hair bound at the nape of his neck with a strip of dark leather. The crest stitched into his cloak was unfamiliar to me, but the way he carried himself wasn’t.“You know my name,” I said.He smiled faintly. “It’s a