Lahat ng Kabanata ng BOUND BY REVENGE: The Alpha King's broken bride : Kabanata 71 - Kabanata 80

POV: Nyx The lantern above us swung slowly, throwing shadows that danced across the cold stone walls. We were sitting now, I sat next to Lucian in the interrogation room, my hands cold and my stomach tight waiting to hear what Derek had to say. “Start talking. Tell us everything you know about that night.” Lucian said, keeping my voice calm and low. Still dangerous. Like he didn't trust the man. Derek’s voice shook as he spoke. “We.. We were told to drug the girl to sleep inside the Calloway house. Then we took her out through the back and carried her to a small building deep in the forest area. When we brought her to the building, we were instructed to strap her down to a table. They wanted to give her a concoction right away.” I felt my body go cold. Lucian sat beside me like a wall of quiet anger. I tried to stay strong, but my hands were already trembling. “We all left Nyx in that room and left to our positions,” Derek said. “One guard was left in that room where Nyx w

Elara’s pov (Limited third person)Elara sat in the hard wooden chair beside Thorne’s bed, her eyes fixed on his face. It had been two days since the ambush. Two long, exhausting days of watching him fight the poison. She had barely slept. Every time his breathing changed even a little, fear gripped her chest so tightly she could barely breathe.Thorne looked pale against the white sheets. His usual strong presence was gone, replaced by quiet vulnerability. She studied his face. The strong jaw, the faint scar above his left eyebrow, the way his hair fell across his forehead in sleep. He looked younger like this. Handsome in a way that made her heart ache.The room was quiet except for the soft sound of his breathing. The healer had left hours ago, saying the poison was under control but Thorne still needed rest and she was unsure when he would wake up. Elara had not moved from the chair. Her back ached from the hard wood, her eyes burned from crying but she stayed.Lirael was quiet in

Elara’s Pov (Limited third)Elara watched the healer pack his supplies with a quiet kind of relief that made her shoulders drop for the first time in five days. Thorne sat on the edge of the infirmary bed, shirt half open, scowling at the bandage wrapped around his shoulder. He could move his arm now, but not without a visible wince when he tried to lift it higher than his chest. The irritation on his face was familiar. Thorne had always been the one who moved through the world like nothing could slow him down so being stuck like this clearly offended him on a personal level."You are healing well," the healer said, closing his bag. "The poison is out of your system but rest is still important. No heavy lifting. No fighting for at least another week."Thorne grunted. "I will take it under consideration."Elara almost smiled. That was as close to agreement as he would get.The healer gave her a small nod before leaving the room. Once the door closed, Elara stepped closer and helped Tho

NYX’s POV I stood in front of the tall mirror in my room and smoothed the fabric of my gown one last time. The color suited the occasion. Dark enough to hide secrets, rich enough to remind everyone I now belonged here. My hands stayed steady, but my stomach twisted with a mix of anticipation and old rage. Tonight the Calloways would walk into this estate believing they still held power over me. I intended.. to prove them wrong.Lucian waited for me in the corridor. The moment I stepped out, his gaze moved over me slowly. “You look breathtaking, little Storm.”I managed a small smile. “Thank you.”He offered his arm. “They are coming. Are you ready for this?”I took a deep breath and slipped my hand through his arm. “Yes. There is nothing I want more.”“Wonderful.”Thorne and Elara joined us near the entrance. Thorne looked every inch the beta, sharp and watchful. Elara carried herself with quiet strength, though I caught the tension in her shoulders. We formed a united front as we wa

Nyx POV I woke up the next morning with a clear purpose. The dungeon waited below the estate, and the conversation I needed to have belonged only to me. I told Lucian over breakfast that I had to do this alone. He looked at me for a long moment, his eyes searching my face. “I will be outside,” he said quietly.“No,” I replied. I held his gaze without blinking. He studied me again, then nodded once. He stayed upstairs. This moment was mine.I walked down the stone steps alone. The air grew colder with each level. Torches flickered along the walls, casting long shadows that danced across the floor. My footsteps echoed softly. When I reached Edric’s cell, I stopped just outside the bars.He sat on the bench, his back against the stone wall. He looked up at the sound of my approach. Something moved across his face. Not fear. Not yet. It was the same calculating expression he had worn every time I entered a room in his house. He was deciding what I was worth at that moment. An old habit w