All Chapters of Bound to the Wrong Alpha: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

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Chapter 151 - No More Secrets

Lola's POVI dressed quickly. My hands were finally steady. The panic had receded, replaced by a terrifying, absolute clarity.I was going to tell him everything.The prophecy. My bloodline. The real reason I left was all the secrets I'd been carrying alone for three years. And then I would let him decide.I pulled out my phone. My fingers trembled slightly as I typed.Meet me at the clearing, the one by the old stone bridge. I need to talk to you. Please come alone.I sent it before I could second-guess myself. Then I walked out of the pack house into the cold night air.The path through the woods was dark. But I kne

Chapter 152 - What We've Been Denying

Lola's POVMorgan kissed me again. Slower this time. Like he was memorizing the taste of me. His hand tightened in my hair. Not pulling. Just holding me there. Making sure I couldn't pull away. Making sure this was real.I didn't want to pull away. I wanted to stay in this moment forever. On this bridge where we had ended. Where we were beginning again.Morgan's mouth moved from my lips to my jaw. Then down to my neck. Soft kisses that made my breath catch. That made my knees weak.His other arm was still wrapped around my waist. Holding me against him. I could feel the heat of his body through my clothes. Could feel his heart beating as fast as mine."Morgan," I whispered.He lifted his head. Looked at me. His eyes were dark. Hungry. But there was something else there too. Something tender."Tell me to stop," he said. His voice was rough. "If you want me to stop, tell me now.""I don't want you to stop," I said.His hand moved from my hair to my face. Cupping my cheek. His thumb trac

Chapter 153 - The Line in the Sand

Third-Person POVThe morning after the clearing, Morgan brought Lola back to his pack territory. Not to the safe house. Not to a hidden location. To his actual home. The main pack house where his people lived and worked.It was a statement...a public one.Tim met them at the entrance. His eyes widened slightly when he saw Lola with Morgan, not walking behind him and not keeping a professional distance. Walking beside him with their hands loosely linked."Alpha," Tim said carefully. "We weren't expecting""Lola is staying here," Morgan said. His voice was calm. Final. "Prepare the Luna's quarters."Tim's eyes widened further. But he didn't question. He just nodded and disappeared inside.Morgan led Lola through the main hall. Pack members stopped what they were doing. Stared. Whispered. The news would spread through the entire territory within the hour.Morgan didn't care.He took her to his private quarters. Large rooms on the third floor with windows overlooking the forest. His bedro

Chapter 154 - The Truth Behind the Lies

Lola's POVThe morning after Morgan's confrontation with the Elders, he found me in his office holding the only photograph I had of my birth parents.They were smiling in it. Both of them. Young, unguarded, and completely unaware of what was coming. I had looked at it so many times over the years that the edges had gone soft, the colours fading at the corners, as if the image itself were trying to disappear.Morgan sat beside me without a word, took my hand, and told me we were going to find out what really happened to them. The accusations. The evidence. All of it.I told him the case was over twenty years old. Closed. Finished."Cases can be reopened," he said, "especially when the original verdict was wrong." He looked at the photograph. "Someone wanted them dead, Lola. And used the law to make it look clean. We're going to prove it."He couldn't go to the archives himself, not after openly defying the Elders, so he sent Tim with two trusted pack members who still had access to the

Chapter 155 - The Elder's Truth

Lola's POVI drove back with one hand on the wheel and the envelope pressed against my side, checking the rearview mirror every few seconds. The feeling of being watched had not faded. If anything, the farther I got from the palace, the heavier it settled.Morgan was waiting at the gates when I pulled through. He opened my door, looked at my face, then at the envelope, and didn't ask unnecessary questions, just walked me inside and locked his office door behind us.I told him what Abraham had said. The forged evidence. The silence he had chosen. The name of the organisation connected to my parents' deaths. Morgan spread the envelope's contents across the desk: documents, photographs, pages of handwritten notes, and we stood over them together, beginning to make sense of the edges of something much larger than either of us had anticipated.Then his phone rang.He answered, listened, and his expression shifted in the particular way it did when information arrived that changed the shape

Chapter 156 - The Accusation

Lola's POVThe name on the paper was Elder Joseph.The man who had pressured me to marry Flint. Who had sat across from my family and laid out consequences like cards on a table. Who had been woven into the fabric of council life for as long as I could remember. He had been there at the beginning of all of it, not watching the conspiracy unfold, but driving it.Morgan and I drove back from Karen's cabin in silence. There was nothing to say that the weight in the car wasn't already saying. We had a name. We had Karen's testimony. What we didn't have was the kind of hard, documented proof that could stand up to a council that Joseph himself had helped build. We needed time to gather it properly.Joseph didn't give us time.Tim came through the office door the next morning, pale-faced and without preamble. Elder Joseph was at the gates. Five council members are with him. Twenty soldiers. A warrant for my arrest on charges of treason and conspiracy against the crown.The same charges th

Chapter 157 – Picking Up the Pieces

Lola's POVThe hall was quiet now.Joseph was gone. The soldiers who had come with him had either been detained or had walked out on their own, heads down, avoiding eye contact with anyone. The council members who had arrived so confidently behind him had slipped out one by one during the confusion, leaving behind only the echo of everything that had just happened.Morgan stood in the middle of the room, looking at the damage, overturned furniture, scattered documents, and a long crack in the wall where someone had been thrown against it. His arm was still bandaged from the garden. He hadn't complained once."We need to move fast," he said. "Joseph's people are still in the territory. Some of them won't accept what just happened. They'll push back."He was right. Within the hour, reports started coming in.Three of Joseph's loyalists had barricaded themselves in the east wing of the pack house, refusing to stand down. Two more had been found trying to destroy documents in the archiv

Chapter 158 – She Said Yes

Lola's POVElder Mara found me the next morning.I was sitting alone in the small garden at the back of the pack house, drinking tea and staring at nothing in particular. My mind was still moving through everything that had happened, replaying pieces of it the way you do when something large has shifted, and your brain hasn't fully caught up yet.I heard footsteps on the stone path and looked up. Elder Mara was one of the oldest members of the council, a small woman with careful eyes and grey hair neatly pulled back. She had been on the council for decades but had never aligned herself with Joseph's faction. During yesterday's confrontation, she had been the first council member to step away from him.She stopped a few feet from my bench. "May I sit?"I nodded.She sat down slowly and folded her hands in her lap. For a moment, she just looked at the garden. Then she said, "I owe you an apology."I didn't say anything. I waited."I knew about the witch," she said. "The one who came to

Chapter 159 – Chosen, Not Forced

Lola's POVThe morning of the wedding, I woke up before the sun.I lay in bed and stared at the ceiling for a long time, just listening. The pack house was already awake. I could hear movement downstairs, voices carrying up through the walls, the soft sounds of people preparing for something they had all chosen to be part of. Not because they were ordered to. Because they wanted to.That was the part that still caught me off guard, even now, the choosing.Evelyn came in an hour after sunrise with a tray of food I barely touched and spent the next two hours doing my hair with the focused silence of someone who understood that this moment didn't need a lot of words around it. She braided sections back from my face and wove small white flowers through the rest, and when she finished, she stood behind me and looked at my reflection in the mirror."You look like yourself," she said. "That's the best thing I can say."I reached back and squeezed her hand.The ceremony was held in the open

Chapter 160 – Still Here, Still Yours

Lola's POVThe fire had burned down to low orange coals by the time we slipped away from the celebration.Nobody stopped us. A few people smiled. Sera, who had been watching the whole evening from her usual spot near the food table, gave me a small nod that felt like a blessing. Evelyn caught my eye from across the field and raised her cup without saying a word. That was enough.Morgan held my hand the whole walk back. He didn't say anything, and I didn't either. Some moments don't need filling. This was one of them.The pack house was quieter now as we moved to our room, most people still outside, voices and laughter drifting through the open windows. He led me upstairs. Closed the door. And when the latch clicked shut, something in my chest finally settled. The last tight thing let go.I turned to face him.He was looking at me the way he had looked at me in the clearing earlier. Like he still couldn't quite believe we were here. Like he was checking, one more time, that I was real.

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