All Chapters of BOUND by BLOOD and MOONLIGHT : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Third Person Limited POV — BellaBella screamed as the chains snapped tight again.The chamber shook violently, stone groaning like it was about to give way. Dust fell from the ceiling, stinging her eyes, but she didn’t blink. She couldn’t. The pressure inside her had surged so fast it stole the air from her lungs.Something was wrong.Very wrong.“Stop it!” one of the elders shouted from outside the chamber. “Shut it down now!”“I can’t,” another voice replied, strained. “It’s not responding.”Bella’s heart slammed against her ribs.The symbols carved into the floor blazed brighter, the white glow turning sharp, almost painful to look at. Heat crawled through her veins, not burning, not freezing just there, spreading, claiming space.She thrashed against the chains.“Let me out!” she yelled. “You said this was an evaluation!”No one answered.The pressure inside her snapped again.And this time, it didn’t stop.Her vision blurred, edges darkening as something pushed forward from deep

Third Person Limited POV — BellaThey didn’t try to stop them.That was the first thing Bella noticed as they walked away from the elders’ platform.No shouts followed.No guards rushed forward.No command rang out to drag her back.The Academy simply… watched.Bella’s heartbeat thundered in her ears as she moved beside the Alpha, Jake just a step behind her. The courtyard they crossed had changed in the span of minutes. Where chaos had erupted earlier, order now folded itself back into place with unsettling ease.Students were being redirected quietly. Instructors spoke in low voices. Broken stones from the attack were already being cleared away, as if the ground itself had learned to erase evidence.Too fast.This wasn’t how places reacted when something went wrong.This was how they reacted when something went according to plan.Bella’s skin prickled. The pressure beneath her ribs, the one she had been pretending not to feel, tightened slightly, not painful, not urgent. A presence

Third Person Limited POV — BellaBella didn’t sleep.She lay on her narrow bed staring at the ceiling long after the moon slipped behind the Academy towers. Every time her eyes closed, that feeling returned not pain, not fear, but awareness. Like something beneath her skin was listening.Waiting.She sat up when the knock came.It wasn’t loud. It wasn’t urgent. Just three steady taps against the door, slow enough to make her chest tighten.She didn’t answer immediately.The knock came again, exactly the same.Bella swung her legs off the bed and crossed the room. When she opened the door, a junior instructor stood there, posture stiff, eyes fixed somewhere over Bella’s shoulder instead of on her face.“You’re requested,” he said.“By who?” Bella asked.“Council directive,” he replied, already stepping back. “Now.”No explanation, No choice.Bella grabbed her jacket and followed him into the corridor. The halls were quieter than they should have been at this hour. No voices. No footst

Third Person Limited — Bella“Bella of the Crescent Bloodline.”Her name cracked through the corridor like a whip.Bella stopped mid-step.The messenger stood at the far end of the hall, dressed in council gray, posture stiff, eyes unreadable. Two guards flanked him, hands resting too close to their weapons to be casual.“Now?” Bella asked.“Yes,” the man said. “The council is assembled.”No explanation. No delay.Bella nodded once and turned back the way she’d come, her heartbeat steady only because she refused to let it race. Students along the corridor pretended not to watch, but she felt their attention anyway. The academy had gone quiet in the last few days, not peaceful just watchful. Like a place holding its breath.The pressure beneath her ribs stirred.Not pain. Not fear.Awareness.She followed the messenger through the inner halls, deeper than she’d ever been allowed before. The air grew colder. The walls changed from smooth stone to rougher blocks carved with old markings.

Third Person Limited — Jake“Step away from the door, Alpha.”Jake didn’t turn around.His hand was still on the stone, knuckles white, the faint echo of Bella’s voice lingering in his head like a wound that refused to close.Get out.He exhaled slowly through his nose.“I will,” he said. “After you answer one question.”The corridor behind him was empty except for Elder Morren and two guards who didn’t look like they were there to escort anyone politely.Morren folded his hands behind his back. “You’ve already asked more than you should.”Jake finally turned.His eyes were cold now. Not angry. Not emotional. Just sharp.“You took her to the chamber,” he said. “Without notifying me.”Morren’s lips thinned. “You were notified.”“After,” Jake snapped. “You told me after it was done.”“That was deliberate.”Jake took a step forward. The guards shifted instinctively, hands tightening on their weapons.Morren raised a hand, stopping them.“You’re forgetting yourself,” the elder said calmly