All Chapters of Bound To The Alpha, Claimed By The Vampire: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

NyraLucien snarled, the sound no longer fully human. Bones cracked, fur erupted across his broadening shoulders, his clothes shredding as his body exploded into the massive black wolf that was his true Alpha form. He lunged forward, closing his jaws around a vampire’s arm, and tearing it clean off at the shoulder. Blood arced across the wall in a hot splash that spattered my cheek.I wiped it away with the back of my hand and grinned.Draven and the other guards poured in behind him. Draven stayed human, his sword flashing as he parried a strike and drove the hard steel through a vampire’s chest. The second guard shifted mid-stride, grey fur rippling over muscle, hitting the floor on all fours and ripping into another attacker’s leg.Lyr surged in response, pressing hard against my chest eagerly, her pleasure bleeding into my veins. My pulse kicked higher with anticipation. The corridor narrowed in my vision, everything sharpening into edges and movement and threat.

NyraI didn’t sleep.That was the first lie I told myself.The second was that the kiss hadn’t rattled me.Both were exposed the moment I walked beside Lucien through the lower corridors of the keep, replaying the way his mouth had carefully fit against mine, like he’d known exactly how long I would let him linger before I shoved him away. The nerve of him, kissing me like that, saying what he said afterward with that calm, infuriating certainty.I’d be damned if I don’t know what my mate tastes like before the bond is broken.Strangely enough though, Lyr wasn’t reacting the way I’d have expected. Instead, she was pacing beneath my ribs, her attention fixed squarely on Lucien. She was watchful, ears up, tail stiff, the way she got when something important was about to happen and she didn’t trust the silence around it.I didn’t trust her behaviour just then, but no matter how much I coaxed, she stayed silent, refusing to divulge her plans to me.Lucien

Nyra I was standing in his room. Not the one I’d just left hours ago, all stone and weapon racks and heavy furniture, but something softer, stripped bare of armour and formality. Firelight flickered across dark walls. The air was thick with him, wolf and heat and something deeper that made Lyr purr. Lucien stood a few steps away, his shirt gone, scars mapping his chest in a way I hadn’t catalogued yet. His eyes were already on me, dark and focused, like he’d been waiting. “You’re late,” he said. “You didn’t give me a time.” His mouth curved into a small smile. “You came anyway.” Lucien, smiling? Never did I think I’d see the day. I opened my mouth to say just that, then realized my feet were already moving. The distance between us vanished without me remembering crossing it. His hand came up to cup my jaw, his thumb gently brushing my lower lip. Lyr was pressing against my ribs so hard my breat

NyraAria knocked twice before entering, already halfway through the door by the time I said anything resembling permission."Miss Nyra," Aria said, brightly, opening the curtain wide. "The Alpha sent us to prepare you for the Moon Binding ceremony tonight."My eyes squinted against the harsh glare of sunlight pouring in from the open window.I groaned, burying my head underneath the sheets, “Did he also tell you that ‘tonight’ is about twelve hours from now?”“Up,” she said briskly, pulling off the sheets. “We have a lot to go through and prepare before then. We don’t have time for this.”She looked flushed, eyes bright with the kind of energy people got when they were excited about things I had no intention of being excited about.Behind her came another maid I hadn’t seen before. She was taller, darker, and stern-faced, with grey streaking her dark hair, her expression carefully neutral. She gave me a quick glance, then dipped her head.“This is Ga

NyraThe proxy entered the great hall flanked by four guards who looked one wrong word away from ripping him apart. He wore crimson velvet that screamed wealth and old blood, his pale hair catching the torchlight like spun gold. His bow was flawless, first to Lucien, then to me, and when he straightened, his smile carried all the confidence of someone who knew exactly how beautiful he was."Prince Adrian sends his regards," he said, voice smooth and cultured. "And his hope that the lady has considered his offer with the seriousness it deserves."Lucien's hand settled on my lower back, fingers pressing in a silent claim. Lyr stirred, her hackles rising at the vampire's scent."The offer was received this morning," Lucien said, tone flat. "There has been no time for deliberation."The proxy's gaze slid to me, lingering. "Yet some choices demand swift action. My prince wished to ensure the lady fully understands what awaits her should she accept."I stepped forw