All Chapters of Forced To Bear The Alpha's Son: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

+18**VenaI was still thinking about what Miriam had said when the door opened.The sound of it made my entire body tense before I even looked up. My heart began racing as if it already knew who it would be. I scrambled back instinctively, the chains dragging against the wooden floor with a sharp metallic scrape.Nikolai entered without looking at me.There was blood on his forehead, streaked across his temple as if he had wiped it carelessly with the back of his hand. He wore leather gloves darkened with dried stains, and his long black coat carried the faint metallic scent of violence. Something about the way he exhaled, slow and controlled, as if pushing the world away from him, made the air feel heavier.He did not acknowledge me.He walked past as if I were furniture.He removed his gloves first, one finger at a time, tossing them onto the desk. Then the coat. The fabric slipped from his shoulders, revealing his white shirt smeared with blood. He loosened his tie so it hung carel

Nikolai.“We have managed to secure the maine coon coven, and their villages burnt down. We sent fifty more troops to clear out the land to use as our military base.” I relaxed against my chair as I looked at the thick walls and heavy shelves in my study. In front of me, Ivan reviewed the latest border reports, the faint glow from the fireplace casting long shadows across the floor.We had just gotten another stretch of land from the witches but it still wasn't enough. I wanted them gone, those termites were a lot and their magic was increasing. If they weren't terminated they would become a threat. Mikhail stood at my left, arms crossed behind his back, disciplined and silent as Ivan outlined troop movements across the map pinned to the table. We had already lost time reacting instead of anticipating. That would not happen again.“Vaelor is also testing for fractures,” Ivan said calmly, tapping the map where the tree line met the ravine. “He would not attack again directly unless h

Vena.When I opened my eyes again, sunlight was spilling softly across the room.For a moment I didn’t move. I just lay there, listening. The mansion was quiet in a different way than before. A peaceful silence compared to the noise in House Rose.Strangely, I felt better.Not strong. Not fully rested. But the crushing weight that had held me down before was gone. My body didn’t ache the same way. My head felt clear instead of fogged.I pushed myself up slowly, expecting dizziness, but it didn’t come. My clothes were different. Someone had changed me.How long had I been asleep?The memory of fever flashes and weird fever dreams felt distant now, my headache was gone and the pain in my body had been dulled.I slid off the bed carefully and made my way to the bathroom. The tiles were cool under my feet. When I caught sight of myself in the mirror, I paused.I did look better.The dark circles under my hazel eyes had faded. My skin no longer looked gray and hollow. The bruises along my a

Vena.By the time I stepped out of the glasshouse, the sky had already begun to darken.I hadn’t realized how long I had been in there. The air outside felt cooler against my skin, and my body ached in a deep, satisfying way from hours of kneeling, digging, and pulling. Dirt still clung to my hands and under my nails. My dress was wrinkled and dusted with soil, but for once, I didn’t mind.For a few hours, I had forgotten everything.Him. The chains. The deal. And the fear that came with being his breeder.But as I walked back toward the mansion, that feeling slowly slipped away.The house was quiet when I entered through the kitchen.Miriam, Elena, and Sasha were gone. The warmth they brought with them, the soft chatter and clatter of dishes, had disappeared, leaving behind an empty stillness that made the space feel larger than it was.I moved toward the sink and poured myself a glass of water, my hands still slightly trembling from exhaustion. As I lifted the glass, my eyes fell to

**18+Nikolai.She was lying, I knew she was. Humans always forgot we werewolves had super senses. I could see the sweat around her forehead and heard the way her heartbeat increased when she lied past those pretty lips.Even now she begged me to stop, it was all a lie. A lie to keep what little power she claimed to have. But I was going to show her that she had no power here.I was the one in chargeI owned her, her body, her mind, her heart, every part of her belonged to me and if I had to take it by force for her to realise that, then I will.I slammed my cock in her again and she writhed under me again and I didn't stop the deep growl that escaped my lips as pleasure ran through me. I pressed my hand over her neck, feeling her dainty throat. I could snap it so easily, she was weak, weaker than any human I had encountered.And it pleased me to see how easily I could manipulate her body to accommodate my needs, and how much she fought to escape it. I could see a bruise forming, and a