All Chapters of BOUND TO THE ALPHA I SWORE TO KILL: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

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NO PRIVACY

🪷ISORA🪷My eyes opened slowly, reluctantly, like my body had made a separate decision from my mind about whether it was ready to rejoin the world and my mind had been overruled.The first thing I registered was the softness. I was lying on my stomach, my cheek pressed into something that felt nothing like the floor of a hot cell, nothing like the hard surfaces I had grown accustomed to sleeping on since I joined Shadow Pack as a low-ranking servant. This was a bed, and not just any bed, the kind of bed that existed in a category so far removed from anything I had ever laid on that my brain took several seconds to process it as real. Every part of my body that wasn't actively in pain felt like it was being held rather than supported, like the mattress had made a decision about me and the decision was to keep me exactly where I was.The room was dark when my eyes adjusted enough to take it in. That particular dark aesthetic, all deep colors and heavy furniture and the specific quality

EXPOSED

🪷ISORA🪷I pulled the blanket up higher and wrapped it around my body before I reached for the shirt, because I was not going to give him what he was waiting for and I was not going to pretend that I didn't know exactly what he was doing, sitting in that armchair watching me with that expression that gave nothing away. I pulled the shirt on over my head with the blanket still wrapped around me, got both arms through, got it settled across my shoulders, and then and only then let the blanket drop.I scoffed before I had decided to.He thought he was smart. He thought the dynamic of his room and his bed and his shirt was enough to produce something readable on my face, some flash of discomfort he could file away and use later. He was not going to get it. He had not gotten it through one hundred lashes and days in a hot cell and he was not going to get it now over a shirt."He has seen our back though," Kira's voice arrived in my head, carrying the particul

ASHER...KISSED ME

🪷ISORA🪷Seven days. He had had seven days with me unconscious in his bed and access to whatever resources a Shadow Pack Alpha had access to, and he had used them.How much did he know? How had he found it? Was he feeling the bond, was that what the eye contact was for, was he testing the pull of it deliberately, had he already worked out enough of the picture that the mate bond was a variable he was actively considering? What else had he figured out? What else was sitting behind those eyes that he had not chosen to name yet?I needed to get out of this room and find Asher and think."Nightfall Pack has been destroyed, Alpha," I said, and the words came through gritted teeth, came through the pressure of everything I was holding back behind them, came through four years of accumulated grief and fury that I was barely keeping contained behind the thin membrane of necessity. I felt the rest of the sentence pressing up against the back of my teeth, the part I could not say, the part tha

IT ENDS TONIGHT

My eyes went wide.He was kissing me with everything he had, with the desperate, full-pressure intensity of someone who had been holding something back for a very long time and had decided in this specific moment that holding it back was no longer something he was willing to do. My brain did not process it fast enough. My body did not react fast enough. I stood there for several seconds that felt much longer than they were, with my eyes open and my mind completely arrested, unable to produce a response to something I had not seen coming and had no framework for, while Asher kissed me like I was the only air in the room.Kira growled.Sharp and violent and deeply, personally offended, ripping through my skull with enough force to shatter the shock I was suspended in, and my hands came up and shoved him back. Not gently. The push had force behind it…not calculated force, not measured… just the automatic response of a body that had come back online and reacted before the mind could weigh

HE KISSED WHAT'S MINE!

🐺ADRIAN🐺Seven days I had spent in this room, in this chair, watching a servant sleep in my bed, and if anyone in this pack had known that—if any wolf in Shadow Pack had walked past my quarters and understood what their Alpha was doing behind the door—I would have had to kill them simply to preserve the integrity of what I had spent years building. An Alpha does not watch over servants. An Alpha does not sit in an armchair through the night because his wolf refuses to leave a woman's bedside, because Killian had decided somewhere in the first twenty-four hours that leaving this room was not something he was going to allow without a fight that I was too exhausted to have.I had stayed.I told myself it was because I needed answers and she was the only one who could give them. I told myself it was tactical, that an unconscious spy was still a spy and required monitoring, that the moment she woke up was a moment I needed to be present for. I told myself a lot of things over seven days

IT WAS A TRAP.

🪷ISORA🪷It is a good thing Adrian relieved me from my duties today. For once, his control worked in my favor.I have mastered all the routes in his quarters now. Every hallway, every turn, every hidden corner that leads from my small assigned room to his study, to the main sitting area, to the corridors that connect everything. I know which floorboards creak and which ones stay silent under my weight. I know the exact number of steps from my door to his. The blind spots in the corridors. The doors that creaked and the ones that didn’t. The windows that reflected light and the ones that swallowed it whole.That knowledge sits heavy in my chest as I sit on the edge of my bed and pack the only important thing I own. My mother’s pendant. I wrap it carefully in a small piece of cloth and slip it into the inner pocket of my tunic where it rests against my skin. The metal feels cool and familiar. It is the last piece of her I have left and I will not leave it

THE BOND IGNITED

🪷ISORA🪷I went completely still.Every part of me locked in place at once, the instinct to move crashing headfirst into the reality of what I was standing in the middle of Adrian's room I had walked into voluntarily, a trap I had walked into voluntarily, a situation I had miscalculated so completely that for one terrible second I could not even begin to work out where the calculation had gone wrong.My grip tightened around the knife.My pulse was no longer the controlled, measured thing I had maintained through the corridors, through the study, through every careful step I had taken to get here. It kicked up hard and fast, slamming against my ribs with enough force that I felt it in my throat, felt it in my ears, felt it in the way the edges of my vision sharpened until the darkness of the room had definition it hadn't had a moment ago.He had known.He had known I was coming tonight, had known well enough to set this up, to arrange clothes and pillows i

KISS ME OR HE DIES

🪷ISORA🪷And the bond ignited.Full force. It detonated the moment his body made contact with mine, every nerve ending I had lighting up simultaneously, Kira surging forward with a howl that rang through my skull so loud it was almost physical. This was the first time. The first real contact, skin and warmth and his arm locked around my waist, and the bond had apparently been waiting for exactly this because it was not subtle and it was not gentle and it did not care at all that I was trying to kill him.I tried to disengage. I pulled against his grip on my wrist, shifting my weight, searching for any leverage that would create distance between his body and mine, and he didn't move. It was like trying to move something that had decided it was not going to move, like pushing against a wall that happened to be warm, and the more I pulled the tighter his arm came around my waist and the more the bond pressed into every part of me that was in contact with him.Kira was not helping.She h

HE TOOK THE KISS.

🪷ISORA🪷My body went completely still.Not because I decided to stop struggling. But because the words landed and I genuinely thought I had heard wrong, I thought the bond and Kira and the heat of his hands on me had scrambled something in my processing, and I needed one full second of stillness to run them back and confirm that I had heard exactly what I thought I heard.I should kiss him.That was what he was saying. That was the price he had put on Asher's life. A kiss. From me. To him.I'd rather die.The thought arrived clean and certain and I meant it completely. I would rather he locked me back in that hot cell, would rather he added another hundred lashes to the ones already healing on my back, would rather any version of punishment he had available to him than press my mouth against the mouth of the man who had turned Nightfall to ash and stood in the ruins of it feeling nothing.But my body had not received that information.That was the part I could not explain and could

SHE'S MINE

🐺ADRIAN🐺I knew she would not agree. I watched her face the whole time I gave her the option. I saw the way her eyes flashed with pure hatred. I saw the way her body fought between what her mind wanted and what the bond was forcing on her. She would rather die than choose me willingly. That was what triggered me. Not just the jealousy of her kissing Asher. It went deeper than that. She had let someone else touch what Killian had already claimed as his. Even if I denied the bond every single day, even if I told myself it was nothing but a curse trying to trick me, that contradiction was eating at me like acid. She belonged to me in a way she would never belong to anyone else. And she had let another man put his mouth on hers while she wore my clothes.She would not choose me. So I took the choice away.I did not expect the kiss to affect me this much. The moment my lips crashed into hers the strange feelings in my chest exploded hotter than anything I ha

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