BOUND TO THE ALPHA I SWORE TO KILL의 모든 챕터: 챕터 81 - 챕터 90

🪷ISORA🪷I left Asher's room and walked back to the Alpha quarter with my heart beating wildly. My best friend was going to kill Adrian, and now I would have to stop it. The thought made my stomach turn and my chest ache and my head spin in a way that had nothing to do with the bond.How did I go from wanting to kill the enemy to actually needing to protect him? Four years of telling myself that his death would bring me peace. And now I was walking through the hallways of his pack, wearing clothes he had given me, trying to figure out how to keep him alive.I entered the Alpha quarter and went straight to his study. The door was closed, and I could hear low voices inside. Garrick was with him. I knocked twice."Come in." His voice came out bored from inside.Typical Adrian. Always not using energy to talk. Always sounding like he was tired of everything and everyone, like nothing in the world was interesting enough to make him raise his voice.I pushed the door open and stepped insid

🪷ISORA🪷I lay in my room staring at the ceiling and my whole body was shaking.Not from the cold. Not from the kind of shaking that has a physical cause you can address by pulling the blanket higher or moving closer to a heat source. The kind of shaking that comes from the inside, from a conclusion that keeps arriving no matter how many times you redirect your thinking away from it, no matter how many alternative explanations you line up and examine one by one, they all keep pointing back to the same place.Asher.He was the only one.That was the conclusion and it kept coming and I kept turning away from it and coming back and finding it still there, unchanged, waiting. Whoever was blocking my scent had been renewing the magic regularly, closely, with access to me over years. Not someone who passed through my life briefly. Not someone at a distance. Someone who was present. Someone whose proximity was so ordinary that I had never once noticed what they were doing.Asher had been ne

🪷ISORA🪷Your Luna.Those two words sat in my stomach and twisted, and the twisting was not anger, which was what it should have been—not the hot clean anger of someone who has been insulted or threatened or backed into a corner by a woman she had already decided she was going to kill at the earliest available opportunity. It was something else. Something that lived in a different part of my chest than anger lived, something that had no business being there given everything I knew and everything I had decided and everything that was currently at stake.Jealousy.I was supposed to be Adrian's Luna because I was his mate. The thought came unbidden, unwanted, burning in my chest like a brand.I bit the inside of my mouth hard.When did I start caring about titles? When did the word Luna, attached to Adrian's name, attached to this pack, produce a feeling in my chest that I needed to physically interrupt with pain to manage. I was supposed to be thinking about the guard moving toward me

🥀ESMERALDA🥀My hands would not stop shaking.I dropped my bags on the floor of my room and stood in the middle of it and pressed both hands flat against my thighs and told them to stop and they did not stop. The anger was moving through me in waves that my body did not know how to contain, crashing in and pulling back and crashing in again, and underneath the anger was something I was going to deal with privately and never speak about, which was fear.She was supposed to be dead.That was the arrangement I had made with myself when I put the journal in her bag and smiled while they dragged her out. Nobody survives the hot cell. That was not a rumor or an exaggeration, that was the documented history of Shadow Pack's most extreme punishment, the room that existed specifically to produce an outcome that other methods couldn't guarantee. I had put her in it. I had watched the lashes and I had watched them throw her in and I had watched the door close and I had gone back to my room and

🪷ISORA🪷"Strip here. And now." He said.The words hung in the air between us, heavy and dark, and I felt them everywhere. In my chest, in my throat, in the place between my thighs that was already wet and aching. My whole body flushed, and my nipples tightened against the fabric of the maid's uniform, and I could not breathe.Kira howled in my head. A full throated howl of yes, yes, yes, and she pushed against my skin, trying to make me move, trying to make me obey, trying to make me tear the dress off my body and throw myself at him.But I could not move.I stood there with my back against the table, my hands gripping the edge, my knuckles white. Adrian was watching me, his sea blue eyes dark and heavy, and I could see the pulse beating in his throat. Fast. Faster than it should have been. His chest was rising and falling beneath his shirt, and his hands were curled into fists at his sides, and I could feel the tension rolling off him in waves.He w