All Chapters of Bound in Silver Flames: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

18 Chapters

Chapter 1 - Eira

Last Updated : 2025-12-02

Chapter 2 - Kalen

Kalen’s POVCrescent Fang territory began the moment our convoy’s wheels rolled off the highway and onto their private mountain road. The asphalt here was immaculate—freshly sealed, lined, and heavily patrolled. My driver lowered our tinted window as a Crescent sentinel scanned us, sunlight glinting off the rifle slung across his chest.The call of nature and politics collided in this place. Pines, stone ridges, and security checkpoints every half kilometer.This wasn’t a simple gathering.This was a show of power.Three SUVs from Ironshade rolled behind mine in a tight formation. Inside them: my Beta, my Gamma, and elite warriors who could shift in under three seconds if necessary. The Summit always came with danger, especially when my pack’s enemies outnumbered our allies.My phone vibrated once.Rowan: Movement on the ridge. Crescent scouts. They’re armed but keeping distance.I texted back: Let them watch.By the time the road opened into Crescent Fang’s valley clearing—a wide spa

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Chapter 3 - Eira

Eira’s POVThe Summit Hall was a converted lodge—massive timber beams, floor-to-ceiling windows, and enough surveillance tech embedded in the walls to rival a small government facility. The glow of touchscreen panels reflected off the polished stone floors, and every Alpha wore a Bluetooth earpiece linking them to their outside security teams.The air hummed with stress, dominance, and thinly veiled distrust.I stood beside my father as pack leaders argued quietly, their voices overlapping like sparring wolves.But I wasn’t listening to them.I was listening to Veyla.He is here. The other half. The line that binds to ours.“Stop saying things like that,” I muttered under my breath.My father shot me a sharp look, but I pretended to be adjusting my jacket. My phone buzzed with Summit updates, but my mind was stuck on the moment Kalen Draven stepped out of his SUV.That heat.That crackle.Those impossible silver flames licking beneath my skin.I hated that he’d noticed.Worse—I hated

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Chapter 4 — Kalen

Kalen’s POV The summit hall was too warm, too loud, and far too crowded with alphas who enjoyed hearing themselves speak. Kalen stood near the back wall, arms crossed, gaze fixed on the Crescent Fang Pack’s insignia displayed on the giant screens flanking the stage. A silver crescent over black mountains. A symbol he’d seen a thousand times in diplomacy briefings. But today, it wasn’t the emblem that unsettled him. It was her. Eira Thornwind stood beside her father at the front of the hall—calm, poised, wearing a dark fitted jacket and jeans like she’d stepped out of a war room instead of a summit. She wasn’t looking at him, but Kalen felt her presence like pressure under his ribs, a static charge prickling the air every time her eyes scanned the room. His wolf had gone uncharacteristically alert the moment she walked in. Not tugging—no mate bond humming between them. Just… watching. As if recognizing something his mind hadn’t caught up to. Kalen hated that feeling. People didn

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Chapter Five — Eira

Eira’s POVThe council hall always feels colder than the rest of the packhouse, like the stone itself remembers every argument, every accusation, every alliance forged under duress. Today is no different. The air hums with the low growl of gathered alphas, and the tension sticks to my skin like static.I stand behind my father’s left shoulder, the position reserved for an heir—not a child, not yet an adult, but the bridge between what the pack is and what it will become. My eighteenth birthday is six days away. Six days until everything changes, or implodes, or both.Across the room, Kalen Draven enters the hall with the kind of calm authority that ripples outward. I hate that people notice him first. I hate more that I do too.Veyla shifts beneath my skin, ancient and alert, like the air thickens whenever he’s near.Not him, I warn her.She doesn’t answer. She only watches.My father’s voice draws my attention back to the table. “We are here to discuss the increasing cross-border att

Last Updated : 2025-12-02

CHAPTER SIX — Eira

The moment the council chamber doors closed behind me, the noise hit. Not sound—the opposite of it. A ringing absence, as if the world had sucked all air from my lungs and left me hollow. I kept my head down as I slipped into one of the side corridors, ignoring the guards posted near the hall. I didn’t need their questions, and I definitely didn’t need my mother’s sharp Luna eyes catching the tremor in my hands. I only stopped walking when I reached the glass-walled balcony overlooking the valley. The beginning of cool night air rushed against my skin, clearing the leftover pressure from the council room. The sun had begun to set and the moon was rising. Normally, it calmed me. Tonight, it felt… alive. Breathe, Eira. Veyla’s voice slid through me—soft, ancient, threaded with something like warning. “I am breathing,” I murmured, though each inhale felt tight. “Too much. Too fast.” She didn’t answer. She didn’t need to. She was listening. Searching. I gripped the railing hard eno

Last Updated : 2025-12-03

Chapter Seven – Kalen

The doors of the Summit Hall slammed shut behind her, the echo rolling through the vaulted chamber like a challenge. Eira Thornwind—fire-eyed, storm-blooded, entirely too dangerous—had walked out as though she owned the damn building. And the worst part? Every piece of me wanted to follow. Instead, I forced my spine straight, exhaling slowly as the remaining alphas and their advisors watched me with a mix of curiosity and thinly veiled hunger. They’d heard the tension. They’d seen the spark. Rumors would already be forming like vultures circling a dying beast. Perfect. Just what I needed on my first five years as an Alpha—the world thinking I’d lost control over a girl who wasn’t even mine. I shoved down the instinct to chase after her and turned toward the long table. “Let’s continue,” I said, voice cold enough to frost steel. Councilor Marrow, the oldest of the Crescent Fang elders, lifted a white brow. “The Thornwind girl seemed… affected.” Affected. If only he

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CHAPTER 8 — KALEN

The morning air tasted like steel. Kalen exhaled once, letting the cold bite at his lungs before stepping into the training yard. Dawn painted the mountains in pale gold, but the Ironshade warriors were already lined up, stretching and rolling their shoulders. Discipline was their religion. Routine was their peace. He wished it worked on him today. “Your energy is disgusting,” Rowan announced from behind him. “Like… truly foul. If your wolf had hackles, they’d be a public hazard.” Kalen didn’t bother turning. “Good morning to you too.” Rowan moved into his peripheral vision—broad-shouldered, smirking like he was born to annoy. His dark hair was tied back, his grey eyes sharp with that irritating mix of concern and mockery he’d perfected over the last decade. “You didn’t sleep,” Rowan said flatly. No point denying it. Kalen rolled his wrists, joints popping. “Didn’t feel like it.” Rowan made a low whistle. “I wonder why. Could it be the Alpha’s daughter who stormed out of t

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Chapter 9 — Eira

The morning hits me like a hammer. My head aches from lack of sleep, my eyes sting, and Veyla—usually a steady thrum beneath my skin—is pacing like a caged storm. Every time I close my eyes, I’m back in the Summit hall: Kalen Draven’s unreadable stare pinning me like he could peel back my bones and see the truth I’ve spent four years burying. I splash cold water onto my face again. It doesn’t help. I look in the mirror. Still me. Still normal. Still pretending. Veyla huffs at that. You are not normal. “Not helping,” I mutter. From outside, faint echoes of training drift through the open window—shouts, thuds, the rhythm of bodies moving in disciplined chaos. Warriors from visiting packs would join ours each morning. The air buzzes with tension now that the Summit has fully begun. I should be out there. I should be focused. But last night— Last night I felt something I wasn’t prepared for. A pull. A heat beneath my ribs. A flicker of recognition that didn

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Chapter 10 — Kalen

The morning air was colder than it should’ve been. Not the chill of weather—but the kind that seeped beneath skin and fur, crawling along nerves, whispering that something in the world had shifted while he slept. Kalen couldn’t shake it. Not through training. Not through sparring. Not through Rowan’s relentless commentary. “You’re distracted,” Rowan said, circling him on the packed dirt sparring ground. “Actually, no. You’re worse than distracted. You’re doing that thing where you look like you’re calculating twenty-seven ways to kill someone while also… brooding.” “I don’t brood.” Rowan barked a laugh. “You brood professionally.” Kalen lunged without warning, forcing Rowan to scramble, barely blocking. “Shit—okay, I deserved that—” “You deserve more,” Kalen muttered, though there was no heat in it. Because Rowan was right. He was distracted. Images from the night before kept replaying whether he wanted them to or not: Eira standing in the council hall, silver fire flickering

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