Todos os capítulos de BOUND BY REVENGE: The Alpha King's broken bride : Capítulo 51 - Capítulo 60

POV: Lucian (First Person)Two wolves. They have been moving parallel to us since midday."Those words from Thorne and the camp was already being packed before the last one landed. No fire to douse because we had not yet lit one. Two minutes and we were moving into the trees, the open ground abandoned behind us like it had never been ours.“Stay hidden” I turned and said to Nyx. Thorne and I split without a word.East and west, No discussion required. No assignment of roles. We had done this kind of thing in enough dark forests that our bodies knew which way to go before our minds finished the instruction.I took the east.I did not move fast. Fast was noise and noise was death in a forest at night where two trained wolves were already positioned and alert. I moved with patience. With the controlled stillness of a man who had learned long ago that the person who won in the dark was rarely the person who moved quickest. It was always the person who was most comfortable in it.I heard

POV: Lucian (First Person)I read the document a third time and then I put it face down on the desk.Someone inside my estate had written those descriptions. The thought produced something in my chest that I did not have a clean name for.Not anger exactly. Anger was simpler than this. This felt like a sensation of a threat that had already moved past the point where I could stop it and was now simply a fact I had to manage, which was the category of threat I found most intolerable.The document stayed face down.The light under her door had been on since we arrived.I sat at the small desk for another ten minutes and looked at nothing in particular and did not examine what I was thinking about. Then I stood up and went to her door and told myself it was operational. We had an insider problem that needed thinking through and she thought fast and caught angles. Besides, the night was long.She opened the door and she was still dressed. “Hey” “Hello” I said backThen she looked at me

POV: Elara (Limited Third)"We split at the second ridge," Thorne said, his finger tracing the route on the map between them. "You and Nyx take the eastern approach through the tree line. Lucian and I come in from the north. We rejoin at the old marker stone before the final descent."Elara studied the map. The approach made sense, two smaller groups were harder to track than one party of four, and the eastern tree line would give her and Nyx natural cover for the last stretch. Whoever sent that location burst from the estate had bought them maybe a day before whoever received it could move."We lose two hours with the split," she said."We lose more than two hours if we walk in as a group and someone is waiting on the ridge."She did not argue because he was right, and when Thorne was right she did not waste time performing disagreement. She made a note on her copy of the route and he marked the rendezvous point on his and they folded the maps back to their travel creases. The fire

POV: Nyx (First Person)I smelled it before I saw it.Not smoke, that was nineteen years gone. Something older than smoke. The particular cold of a place that had been closed for a very long time, stone, earth, damp wood and the deep quiet of a structure that had been standing in its own ruin long enough that the ruin had become its natural state.We came through the tree line and I stopped.The Noven estate sat in a clearing that the forest had been slowly reclaiming for two decades. Three walls collapsed to the foundation, nothing left of them but the outline of where they had been, stones scattered and half buried in the earth. The roof entirely gone. Nineteen years of weather and overgrowth had done what the fire had started, pulling the structure back into the land it had been built on, and the clearing around it was not really a clearing anymore, just a place where the trees were younger and thinner because something had burned here once and the forest had grown back around the

Nyx's pov I held the letter in my hands and my fingers wouldn’t stop shaking. The paper felt thin and important, like it could tear if I gripped it too hard. The vault was cold. The stone walls pressed in from every side. Lucian stood right next to me, close enough that I could feel his body heat cutting through the chill. Elara and Thorne stayed back, quiet. They knew not to touch this moment. I broke the seal. The handwriting was messy, slanted and rushed. Some words were smudged like tears had fallen on the paper while she wrote. My chest tightened so bad I almost couldn’t breathe. *My dearest Ciara,* The name hit me like a slap. Ciara. Not Nyx. My real name. The one my real parents gave me. Tears stung my eyes but I forced them back and kept reading. *If you are reading this, then the worst has happened. Your father covered me so I could reach the vault and leave these last words for you. He stayed behind to buy us time. I am writing this with the last strength I have l