All Chapters of Bound to the Rogue Alpha: Chapter 121 - Chapter 129

The demand from Samson hung in the frigid air like a challenge. Logan didn't blink. He simply tilted his chin, his dark eyes flashing with a predatory, freezing light that made the surrounding high-bloods recoil."You really don't know the wolf standing in front of you, do you?" Logan’s voice was a low, dangerous rumble. "After everything you've done to purge me from your history, why would I lift a claw for your treaties? What is the prize this time? Are you offering me a position as a kennel-boy? Or perhaps I can sweep the bones from your feast hall? Your jokes are as weak as your bloodline."The silence that followed was absolute. The Pierce family stood frozen, unable to process the sheer audacity. Was this lethal, composed male really the same discarded failure they had trampled on for cycles? Without waiting for a response, Logan clamped his hand around my wrist."We’re leaving," he whispered.He led me straight through the center of the hall, walking past the High Alpha as if h

"You must be out of your mind, rushing a silver blade with nothing but your bare skin."Calvu felt a cold prickle on her neck as Frank continued to berate her. He didn't howl or roar; his voice carried a flat, frustrating disappointment that felt far more lethal than a physical strike. He had the eyes of an ancient wolf, the kind that could scent the secrets in your blood. Like a pup caught stealing from the kill-pile, Calvu kept her gaze on her boots."The situation was turning sour," she muttered, her jaw set. "Lucas was about to lose his throat. I wasn't going to crouch in the shadows while a high-ranking officer got butchered. I might be healing and small in stature, but I’m a seasoned warrior. Lucas is a strategist who’s been shielded by the pack walls since he was a cub."She didn't soften the blow. Lucas winced, dragging a hand through his hair. He looked like he wanted to snap back but realized he had no ground to stand on. This tiny, bloodied female was right—she was the supe

Didn't I just transfer fifty thousand credits to your account two days ago?" I grunted, my fingers tight against the phone."It wasn't enough, Brooke. You have the details. Just send the wire! I’m telling you, this is the final time. Do me this one solid, and we're clean." Tyler’s voice was slick with the assumption that I was his personal reserve.I rubbed my temples, the weight of his greed pressing down on me. "Tyler, I don't have a hundred thousand credits to throw away!" Even if I did, I wouldn't hand it to a wolf who clearly hadn't purged the rot from his system.When he realized the direct plea wasn't working, he shifted tactics. "Well, what about your inner circle? Can't you borrow from your high-caste friends or take a draw against your future shifts? I'll have it back to you in two moon-weeks!"I went silent, the rage bubbling up in my chest. "You want me to take a debt for your mistakes?" I growled, no longer caring if my voice carried through the halls of Pierce Holdings.

I thanked the woman breathlessly, my heart still hammering against my ribs. "Did you actually sabotage their vehicle to pull me out of that trap?"The woman tucked the steel thumbtacks into her pocket, her expression softening into a kind, weary smile. "It was nothing, dear. I was just out gathering supplies for my den when I scented trouble. I saw those two males shoving you into the back of that van, and my instincts screamed. My kin used to run a combat arena for warriors, so I know a thing or two about an ambush. I ducked into a hardware stall, grabbed these tacks, and laid a trail they couldn't miss. There are too many shadow-packers prowling these borders lately. A lone wolf needs to be wary."I offered her a bitter, hollow smile. I had known Tyler was a rotter, but I never imagined he would sink to the level of trading a pack-mate to the slave-dens.The woman shrugged, adjusting her heavy coat. "Regardless, I must be on my way. You should clear out too. Go somewhere with plenty