All Chapters of Bound to the Rogue Alpha: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

"Why would I lash out at a client? I’m the one trying to secure our territory, not burn it down."I stood in the shadow of the stairwell, my heart hammering against my ribs. Gerda Miller’s eyes were wide, her jaw practically hitting the stone floor as the scent of my confusion filled the small space."Wait, so you're telling me you didn't touch Ronald Williams?" Gerda whispered, her voice trembling. "But the whole pack is saying you went feral. They’re saying you shattered a glass over his head because you couldn't handle a little Alpha posturing."I gripped the railing, my knuckles turning white. "It was Victoria Pierce! He touched her, she snapped, and now I’m the one being painted as the rogue? I have to talk to Tiffany. This is a setup."I didn't wait for her reply. I marched straight to the head office of Pierce Holdings. Tiffany Lawson was buried in scrolls, her scent heavy with stress and disappointment. When she looked up, she didn't offer a seat."Victoria told me the whole s

"I apologize, mistress, but entry is forbidden. The club has been secured for Pierce Holdings, and the High Alpha himself commanded the privacy. They are conducting a war-council meeting tonight."Minutes ticked by, but Paige’s group remained huddled near the heavy iron gates, looking like omegas caught in a blizzard.Paige was vibrating with fury, but even she knew better than to challenge a direct order from the Pierce lineage. She took a ragged breath, forcing a tight, artificial smile."Let’s just move the hunt elsewhere, shall we? The guards say Pierce Holdings has the run of the place tonight."The other girls exchanged looks of pure deflation.There were very few wolves in the Citadel who would dare to cross the Pierce name, and none of them were in this circle. Just as we turned to retreat, a line of sleek, obsidian-black carriages rolled up the driveway.The carriages came to a synchronized halt, and drivers jumped out to pull open the heavy doors. Men in tailored black leath

"What’s the plan once you’ve left the compound, Brooke?""That isn't your concern, High Alpha Pierce!"I didn't look at him as I shoved the last of my furs into the trunk, trying to wrench the lid from his iron grip.My mind was a storm. Where could I actually go? The Shifter Citadel was expensive, and my private cache of silver was nearly depleted after I’d sent most of it to Ruth Miller for her medicine. Renting a den near Pierce Holdings would drain my remaining salary within a month. I was trapped by my own lack of status.Should I really sever the mating bond? Should I cast off my position at the Holdings and vanish into the neutral territories?The thoughts were heavy, but my pride wouldn't let me back down. I’d barked out those threats in a fit of rage, and I couldn't just tuck my tail between my legs now.Logan watched me fuming, his predator’s silence stretching until he finally spoke, his voice a low rumble that vibrated in the small room."You can snap at me until your teet

Charis wasn’t about to let the bond repair itself. She had to take the gamble. If she didn't act now, the throne of the Pierce Compound would be forever occupied by a stray. Brooke was clearly suffocated by the groveling Alphas at Pierce Holdings, which was exactly why she chose the stone stairwell to escape the crowd after her shift.“Is the scent-dampening ward active on the south stairs?” Charis demanded of her subordinate. “The surveillance crystals need to be dark when the sun sets. The technical omegas are staying late to recalibrate the security grid.”The assistant shifted the heavy parchment bundles in her arms and nodded. “If that is all, High Lady, may I return to my den?”“Go. And ensure the technicians work quickly. Safety is paramount, after all. Without the eyes of the crystals, we can't possibly know what happens in those shadows if an... accident occurs.” Charis dismissed her with a sharp flick of her wrist.The timing was flawless. With the security grid undergoing a

"I've never been on a vessel this grand," I admitted, my voice catching as the sky-ship leveled out above the clouds. Logan didn't pull away; he draped a heavy arm over my shoulders, his scent of rain and mountain air anchoring me. "You’ll need to get used to the view, Brooke. This is how the High Alpha’s mate travels." I didn't answer him. I couldn't. I just stared out at the silver mist, my heart a tangled mess of fear and longing. I had agreed to return to the Citadel, but the thought of the cage waiting for me made my pulse race with a frantic, trapped energy.The bells were chiming eleven when our transport finally touched down at the edge of the Shifter Citadel. Logan didn't lead me toward the Pierce Compound; instead, he stopped at the gates of the Lawson Estate. "Wait for me in the den, or find your furs and rest," he murmured, his golden eyes darkening with a lethal focus. "The Holdings has a leak I need to plug before the moon sets." I bit my lip, watching him go. He was Gas