All Chapters of Bound to Reign: A Luna's Exile to Painted Ridge: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

“I’m disappointed again,” the deep voice complained from the front room. “Let’s go.”​In the back of the house, a woman with deep chestnut hair tied back into a messy bun was unaware of the grumbling man. Sadie was bent over her textbook, gray eyes scanning the pages as quickly as she could. Her midterms were coming soon, and she had every intention of maintaining her excellent GPA. If her sisters wanted to continue being simpering social climbers, that was on them. If Sadie’s parents had somehow convinced this Alpha he was the first to "review" their daughters, their acting deserved an award.​“Caleb, slow down,” a different voice said. This one was smoother, but slightly deeper. “We followed your nose clear across the country to this house; there has to be a damn reason.” This voice belonged to Caleb’s best friend, Nash. He would do anything for his Alpha, but that didn’t mean he was going to do it without complaining.​“What’s your point? I told the Mercers I scented my mate. I fol

No one would say out loud what a joke that was, but all of them knew it was. Caleb and Nash knew because each time they paused in another packs territory of course they sought out the Alpha. William Burgess was a gray haired paunchy man whose scent they hardly detected Lupine on. In telling him what their business was he was surprised and directed them to his Historian and Secretary who would advise them on locations of she wolves and their rights and then promptly closed the door. Sadie knew it was a laughing matter for the most part because she had met this man… maybe twice in her life? Runs in their pack were split by needs, and were highly organized. Like a damn board meeting. William had two major jobs: keep the peace and keep the secret. Her only hope in this case was that this stranger in his territory would set off concerns for one of them. She left the kitchen with a glance over her shoulder, practically daring Caleb, who hadn't taken his eyes off of her, to follow he

​“Sadie, I'm glad you've been looking through the notes we sent, but I can assure you the Historian—”​Yesterday, Sadie would not have dreamed of interrupting her Alpha. Today was a new day.​“Is forgetting to mention the sixty-day clause. If I don't want this after sixty days, I get to walk away—no questions asked.”​Caleb should have been alarmed by her words. While he knew she was right, his confidence in his own senses was untouchable. Besides, he was too busy gawking at her. Was he drooling?​“Damn it, Caleb,” Nash smacked him out of his revelry, literally.​“Whoa, right. Sorry. Yes, sixty days. Yes, sweetheart. If you haven't fallen for our home or felt the mating in sixty days, you’d be free to go. No one is going to hold you hostage. Seems like there are good plans to make sure of it, too.”​“My name is Sadie, not sweetheart. It is my home, and you have drool on your chin.” She stood on business; that was for damn sure. Sadie turned on her heel, looking at the Liturgist. She a

Caleb knew arguing was pointless. Legends about Sovereigns had been told forever. No one had seen one in America in over a hundred years. It was a mystery what caused them, but finding a Sovereign was a blessing. Sadie was in shock. She couldn't move. She couldn't function. Caleb knew it was time to handle this. “Nash, get her out of her. Get her a water from the cooler.” His second moved as an extension of himself and gently guided Sadie out the door. Any other male’s hands on her right would probably make Caleb lose it, but he and Nash had worked hard to manage these situations. “You two,” Caleb turned to Sutton and Sienna, “I don't have time to do everything I wanted, and she's going to be in shock. You're going to help me.” They glanced at William, but he gave a slow nod. “Sutton I need her medical records, and a family history, anything that might be needed for a doctor. I need copies of insurance documents, her birth certificate, social security, passp

Chapter 9 Caleb sent Nash to retrieve keys at the hotel they had planned for on the way back. He did so intentionally to get a moment alone before the hotel room. She needed a win, and he intended to give her one, but survival required control. “Sadie you’ve left your pack and are in mine. Old rules are gone. My pack, my rules. Got it?” Caleb laced the Alpha pressure lightly through the words as not to overwhelm her. The nod she answered with was not satisfactory though. “Can you feel my Alpha?” He asked just loud enough to be heard. Sadie nodded again. Keeping eyes on him. “When you know there's command in my voice, you answer yes sir. Understood?” He waited as the internal struggle was evident on Sadie's face. At length, in a small voice she responded. “Yes sir.” “Good girl,” he rubbed her neck in approval, “in the future you will not hesitate. Nash is about