BOUND TO THE ALPHA I SWORE TO KILL의 모든 챕터: 챕터 71 - 챕터 80

⚡GARRICK⚡I knew before the guards finished their report.I knew the moment I counted them coming through the gate and came up one short, and not just any one… the one that mattered, the one whose absence changed everything about what the next days were going to look like for this pack. Ten guards returning without their Alpha, and one servant unaccounted for, and the head guard standing in my study telling me what had happened in Winterfell with the careful, measured delivery of a man who understood that the information he was carrying was significant and was trying not to drop it.I let him finish.I thanked him and dismissed him and waited until the door closed before I sat down behind the desk and pressed both hands flat against the surface and breathed through the specific, cold weight of being the only person in Shadow Pack who understood the full picture of what Adrian walking into Winterfell actually meant.I had grown up with them.Both of them… Adrian and Azrian, the twins,

🐺ADRIAN🐺The specific tiredness that moved through me at that sentence was not physical.I felt my mood darken. The last thing I wanted to think about was Esmeralda and her scheming parents and a contract I had never agreed to. My father had made arrangements for me without my consent, had promised me to a woman I did not want, had bound me to a family that only cared about power and status.They thought because we'd been best friends since childhood they could strengthen the family bond by…"Don't ruin what's left of my mood," I said. "Get me out of this room.""You're not healed," he said."Garrick.""The wounds aren't fully closed and the wolfsbane residue is still—""Then I'll heal in my own quarters," I said. "Get me out of this room."He looked at me for a long moment with the expression of a man performing a rapid internal calculation about which argument was worth having and which ones were not, and he arrived at his conclusion the way he usually arrived at it when I used th

He was carrying me. Just walking through the hallway with me wrapped around him like I weighed nothing at all, like I belonged there, like this was something we did every day. His hands were under my thighs now, holding me steady, and I could feel the muscles in his back move as he walked. He did not flinch. He did not stumble. He did not show any sign that he had been shot three times less than two weeks ago.I should have been paying attention to that. I should have been cataloging every detail, filing away every piece of evidence, building my case in my head. But all I could think about was the warmth of his body against mine and the way his scent wrapped around me and the fact that I did not want him to put me down."I have questions." I said, and I hated how breathless I sounded. I sniffed his scent without meaning to, deep and greedy, like I was trying to memorize it. Forest rain and dark musk, the same smell that had been on his pillows, the same smell that had wrapped around m

🐺ADRIAN🐺Concentrating on the reports while Isora was looking at me like that was hard. She was sitting across the table wearing my shirt, my shorts, her hair still damp from the bath, and she kept looking at me like I was some kind of snack. Every time I tried to focus on the words on the page, I could feel her eyes on my face, on my hands, on my chest. Her heartbeat was loud from across the room, fast and uneven, and I did not need a bond to hear it."I am the one looking at her like a fucking dessert." Killian commented in my head, and I felt him stretch and yawn like he had just woken up from a long nap."Nice of you to finally show up after that long silence." I snapped back at him."I will dignify that with a response when you figure out what went wrong with her scent and her wolf." He scoffed, and then he went silent again. But I could feel him watching through my eyes. Feel him looking at her. Feel the hunger rolling off him in waves.I ignored him because that was not import

🐺ADRIAN🐺I left Isora in bed sleeping this morning. She was curled on her side, her hand tucked under the pillow, her lips slightly parted. I stood there for a moment longer than I should have, watching the rise and fall of her chest, before I forced myself to walk out the door.I went to the healer first. The old wolf unwrapped the bandages on my chest and examined the wounds underneath. The wolfsbane was still in my system, he said, still burning through my veins, still slowing the healing. He applied a fresh poultice and wrapped me up again, muttering about stubborn Alphas who did not know how to rest. I did not respond. I just buttoned my shirt and walked to the meeting room."So what are you suggesting I do?" I asked Elder Voss.He was sitting at the long table with the other elders, his hands folded in front of him, his back straight. Esmeralda's father had always been a patient man, the kind who waited for the right moment to strike. He had been waiting for years. Now he thou