All Chapters of Bound to the Rogue Alpha 2: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

“Terminate your aggressive howling, understand?” Laney snarled, her golden eyes flashing with raw irritation. The more Lucas Grant unleashed this desperate physical display, the softer her internal defenses became.She paused for a brief watch, forcing her internal wolf to settle before choosing to cast her ultimate survival calculations into the wind.“Free territory prey always carries a hidden sting. My tongue already dictated that our minds must completely delete the events of last night and keep our boots moving forward along separate territorial paths. Does your intellect fail to comprehend that direct boundary?”Lucas cast his alpha pride straight into the dirt, forcing a hollow, jagged grin across his features.“My spirit harbors zero concern if your pack perceives my frame as cheap trash. Allow my limbs to protect your path across the border lines before my ‘resource value’ escalates within the Citadel.”Laney loathed hearing such broken frequencies escape his throat. Her bro

“What legal authority empowers your claws to tear my offspring away from my home den?”“The pup carries my genetic codes as well, Samson. Do your primal instincts completely fail to recognize how utterly selfish your mind is operating? Oh, let our tongues abandon the point. Your dark soul will never comprehend the bond of a mother regardless.”All of a sudden, Madison Lawson became violently worked up, her chest heaving as her dilated pupils captured the shifting shadows dancing across the communication crystal.“If the offspring resides within your perimeter, it will be entirely impossible for its spirit to ever capture a shred of pure joy. My intellect can easily calculate how brutally your claws will dominate our pup. Its internal beast will be completely broken, or worse—it will mutate into another soulless, cold-blooded machine, matching the exact profile of its father.”Madison squeezed her eyelids shut, her entire physical matrix shuddering violently at the mental image.If tha

Madison Lawson POVMy wolf feels the heavy weight of the tracking lens lift from our fur. Through the magical scrying crystals, Samson monitors my every single shift across the stone floors of the estate. Seeing my spirit finally break and surrender custody of our unborn cub, his anxiety completely evaporates. He orders his elite pack warriors to withdraw their perimeter lines from the inner and outer boundaries.The next sunrise brings an eerie, absolute silence to the stone halls. My paws touch the floor, and I instantly recognize that the guard wolves are gone. Samson has finally let down his guard against my scent.I guide my boots down the stairs until I isolate a low-caste house servant."Transmit a vocal runner to Samson. My tracks are migrating back to the Shifter Citadel to visit our elder grandmother, Ruth Miller. My ears received data that her fragile body suffered a severe sickness winters ago, but my position lacked the freedom to comfort her hearth."The servant relays t

Brooke Lawson POV“Safe migration, Madison.” I force a warm expression across my features and gesture a farewell toward her tracking path.The exact millisecond our boots clear the threshold of the private stone chamber, Logan asks in a low vocal frequency, “Does your internal beast harbor deep sorrow for her placement?”My focus falters for a brief watch before my tongue answers, “Madison not only dominated the elite ranking charts during our training cycles at the Citadel, but her bloodline emerged from a powerful northern territory line. Her life-force should have commanded the absolute supreme positioning across the wilderness, correct? If my own tracking vision had not verified the variables today, my mind would never have calculated that her spirit was enduring such a brutal, crushing winter. While her alpha husband systematically breaks her down, her family clan lacks the tactical muscle to launch a rescue operation. On this watch, her presence maintains absolute zero allies to

"Does your empire command a specialised hacker wolf capable of breaching an advanced digital firewall? My life-force has been confined to the status of an isolated housewife for so many seasons that my mind lacks any technical training regarding electronic systems. During a recent watch, my eyes observed Samson inputting two separate cryptographic passwords just to unlock the interface screen. My claws dare not attempt to penetrate his defence grid without professional, elite technical assets backing my play!"I deliver the disclosure with a crooked, self-deprecating smile, touching across my face.My form has been bound to Samson across multiple years. It requires a massive extraction of personal pride for my wolf to openly admit to outside rivals that my intellect knows absolutely nothing regarding the internal workings of my own husband's empire."A simple operational manoeuvre."After subjecting the logistical variables to a brief internal evaluation, Logan states in a flat, autho