Todos os capítulos de BOUND TO THE ALPHA I SWORE TO KILL • BOOK I: Capítulo 161 - Capítulo 170

🪷ISORA🪷"Because I have been behaving myself all evening, wildflower."His voice was low and rough against my ear, and I felt the words settle in my chest like a promise. The feast was still going on around us, the pack laughing and dancing and celebrating, but I could not focus on any of it. All I could think about was the weight of his hand on my thigh, the heat in his eyes, the hunger that was barely contained beneath his calm exterior. The bond was humming between us, and I could feel his desire through it, a burning need that matched my own. I could hear the blood rushing in my ears, could feel my heart pounding against my ribs, could feel the wetness already pooling between my thighs at the thought of what was coming.I turned to look at him, my eyes meeting his dark ones, and I let him see the hunger in my gaze. "Then stop behaving," I said, my voice low and teasing. "I am not going to stop you."His jaw tightened, and I saw the muscle jump beneath his skin. The restraint in

⚡️GARRICK⚡️The night air was cold against my skin as I walked toward the dungeon, my boots heavy on the stone path, the sounds of the feast still echoing faintly in the distance. The pack was still celebrating, their laughter and music drifting through the night like a reminder of everything I was trying to avoid. I had left the ceremony early, slipping away while everyone was distracted, because I could not stand to be in that space any longer. Not with her there. Not with the bond pulling at me like a chain wrapped around my chest.I had been avoiding Olivine all night. I had seen her at the feast, laughing with her sisters, her green eyes bright and her dark hair falling in waves past her shoulders. She had looked at me once, just once, and I had felt the bond flare so hot that I had to look away. I could not do this. I could not let myself want her. I had been down this road before, and it had ended in nothing but ashes. The memory of Selena's face, the way she had smiled at me,

👿AZRIAN👿The night I ran from my castle, I had nothing left.My army was scattered across the forest floor, their bodies cold and still, their blood soaking into the earth like a dark offering to a goddess who had never loved me. My allies were captured or dead. My mate was in my brother's arms, marked and claimed and gone forever. And my body was broken, the white wolf's light still burning through my chest like a brand that would never fade. The wound had not healed in the days since I escaped. It wept and burned and pulsed with a pain that made every breath a battle, every movement a fresh agony.Pain had never meant much to me. This one carved itself into my bones.I had been running for days, maybe weeks, I had lost count. The forest was a blur of trees and shadows, of cold nights and hungrier mornings. I moved from one cave to another, never staying long enough for Adrian's patrols to find me. They were out there. I could hear them in the distance, their boots pounding against

🪷ISORA🪷The moment Adrian said Azrian's name, I was fully awake. There was no grogginess, no slow transition from sleep to consciousness. My eyes snapped open and I was sitting up in the bed before I even realized I had moved, my heart pounding against my ribs, my body already responding to the danger I could feel in the air. The sheets were tangled around my legs, and I could feel the cold sweat on my skin from the nightmare that had woken him, the nightmare that had made him scream, the nightmare that had left him shaking and pale beside me.Adrian was standing at the window, his back to me, his shoulders rigid, his hand still holding the curtain aside. The blood red light from the moon spilled into the room, casting everything in shades of crimson and shadow. I could see the tension in his spine, the way his muscles were coiled like he was ready to spring into action, and I could feel the fear radiating off him like heat from a fire. He was terrified, and that terrified me. His h

🪷ISORA🪷 I watched Adrian fall to his knees, and something inside me snapped. Kira had been pacing beneath my skin since the moment Azrian appeared at the gates, her fury building with every taunt, every laugh, every time my mate's blood spilled onto the stone. But when I saw Adrian stumble, when I saw him struggle to rise, when I saw his hand pressed against his side and the blood seeping through his fingers, I could not hold her back any longer. "You promised me his death." Kira's voice was a snarl in my head, raw and ancient and filled with years of grief. "You swore on our parents' ashes. Now take it." I did not think. I did not hesitate. I shifted with the speed of light, my bones cracking and reforming, my body surging forward before my mind could catch up. My white wolf was faster than anything I had ever known, a streak of silver and fury that crossed the distance between us in the span of a heartbeat. The ground blurred beneath my paws, and the wind roared in my ears, an