Lahat ng Kabanata ng BOUND BY REVENGE: The Alpha King's broken bride : Kabanata 61 - Kabanata 70

I stepped out of Maren’s house with my heart still racing. The conversation had left me raw in the best and worst ways. Maren followed me outside, wiping her hands on her apron. She wanted to see me off. She looked at the three people waiting for me.“And who are these beautiful people?” she asked, smiling warmly.I cleared my throat. “This is Elara. She’s… my friend. She’s been helping me with Mara.”Maren nodded kindly. “It’s nice to meet you, Elara.”I continued, gesturing to the tall man beside her. “This is Thorne, the pack’s Beta.” I said that as an introduction for Thorne as i really did not what to call the kimd of relationship we had. Thorne gave a small respectful nod.I swallowed hard. I could feel Lucian’s intense gaze burning into the side of my face, like he was daring me to say it. My stomach flipped. “And uhm…” I cleared my throat again. “This is Lucian. My.. my husband.”The words felt strange coming out of my mouth. Elara’s eyebrows shot up. Thorne looked genuinely

(Lucian’s POV) We started our journey back home with Nyx sitting in front of me on the same horse. Her back pressed against my chest, my arm wrapped around her waist to keep her steady. The journey was quiet, but my mind was anything but. Every small shift of her body reminded me of last night. The way she had moaned my name and came apart in my arms, soft, desperate and real. I had gone to her room last night with no real plan except to be near her. What happened between us was not planned but It was inevitable. And now I couldn’t stop thinking about it. Kael was still restless inside me, satisfied but possessive. She had called me her husband yesterday and those words had done something dangerous to me. Something I wasn’t ready to name yet. As the familiar stone walls and tall gates of the estate finally came into view, I felt a deep shift inside my chest. It was the same estate I had known my whole life. The same heavy gates, same grey towers and banners flying in the wind. Yet

Elara’s POV (Limited Third person) They reached the small house just as the sun began to set, painting the settlement in deep oranges and shadows. The small settlement sat quiet at the edge of the territory, the place looked peaceful from the outside. Modest wooden walls, a well kept yard, smoke curling gently from the chimney, a pair of small child’s boots sat neatly by the front door. The sight made Elara’s stomach twist. There was an innocent life inside this house. A family trying to live quietly after everything that had happened years ago. Thorne came off his horse first. His face was calm, but Elara knew him well enough now to see the tension building in his shoulders. She stayed on her horse for a few seconds longer, scanning the surroundings one last time. Then she swung down and joined him at the door. Thorne knocked firmly. Three solid raps that echoed in the quiet evening air and a long pause followed. Too long. Then the door cracked open just a few inches. A man i

POV: Elara(Third person limited) The ride to the infirmary felt endless. Forty minutes of pure fear. When they finally burst through the doors, the healers took one look at the black tipped arrow and moved fast. Elara sat in the hard wooden chair in the corridor, anxiously locking and unlocking her palms into fist. it was either that or she paced around like an insane person. She stared at the closed door of the infirmary room as they would not let her inside while the healer worked. She understood why, but it did not make the waiting any easier. Three hours had passed. Three long, terrible hours.She had not stopped crying. The tears came quietly now, sliding down her cheeks without a sound. She no longer tried to wipe them away. Linn sat at the far end of the corridor, giving her space. He did not look at her, and she was grateful for that small kindness. She kept her hands clasped tightly in her lap, with her legs shaking, trying to hold herself together.Every minute felt like

POV: Nyx The afternoon sun warmed my skin as I sat alone in the garden, my back against the old stone bench pretending to read a book but my thoughts were somewhere else entirely. I kept thinking about Lucian and how far we had come from the day I walked down that aisle hating him, about the last night at the inn when everything between us became undone.I was not going to deny it anymore. Something real was happening between us. I could feel it every time he looked at me, every time he touched me, every time he held me like I actually mattered. I would not name it yet. I was not ready for that. But I also could not pretend it was nothing. The hate we started with had slowly turned into something warmer and deeper. Something that made heat pool low in my belly whenever he was near.Then a sudden noise pulled me out of my thoughts. Shouts. The sound of men moving quickly. It came from the left side of the estate, near the dungeon cells. I closed my book, stood up and walked in that di