All Chapters of Bound to the Alpha Who Ruined Me ( MM Romance): Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

********** The air inside the small, secluded hut hangs heavy with the steam of boiling stew and the sharp, medicinal stench of crushed herbs. Aiden stands over the iron pot, stirring the thick broth with a wooden spoon, the heat from the fire prickling his skin. At the age of seventeen years his body lean and lithe, but beneath the layers of worn clothing, his biology betrays him. A dull, persistent ache throbs in his lower belly, a reminder of the omega nature he must hide. To the pack outside, he is nothing more than a quiet beta, but here, in the safety of his mother’s domain, the truth simmers. He shifts his weight, feeling the uncomfortable slickness of his hole clenching around nothing. The suppressants his mother brews are strong, masking the sweet, intoxicating scent that would normally drive any alpha into a rutting frenzy, but they cannot fully silence the needy whine of his body. His cock gives a traitorous twitch against his thigh, sensitive and swollen, desperate for

********** The midday sun filters through the dense canopy of the herb grove, casting dappled patterns of light and shadow across the forest floor. Aiden moves with practiced ease, his fingers deftly plucking the sprigs of silver-leaf moss his mother needs for the poultice. The air here is thick, humid, smelling of damp earth and rotting vegetation, a scent that usually clings to his skin long after he returns home. He works quickly, stripping the bark and gathering the green bundles, his mind focused only on the task at hand to avoid the pricking thorns of the briar patches. He turns to leave, but a flash of something unnatural catches his eye—a break in the treeline where the light seems to bounce off a surface that isn’t leaf or stone. Curiosity pulls him forward, his boots crunching softly on the gravel as he steps past a curtain of weeping willows. The sight stops him cold. A small lake, hidden deep within the grove, shimmers like a dropped gem. The water is crystal clear, re

********** The iron tang of blood hangs heavy in the air, thick enough to taste on the back of the tongue. Alpha Kael stands over Aiden, his boots splattered in red, looming like a mountain of muscle and aggression. Aiden sits on the floor, his knees drawn up, clutching the cooling body of his father against his chest. The older Beta’s skin is already turning waxy, the light gone from his eyes, but Aiden can’t let go. His fingers dig into the fabric of his father’s tunic, staining them with the sticky crimson that pumps no longer. "Where is the Aetherion?" Kael demands. His voice is a low growl, vibrating through the floorboards and into Aiden’s bones. He doesn’t shout; the authority in his tone carries enough weight to crush. Aiden doesn’t answer. He stares at the wall, unseeing, his breath coming in shallow, ragged gasps. The world has narrowed down to the weight of his father’s corpse and the terrifying presence of the Alpha invading their home. Heavy footsteps thunder fr

********** Aiden sits on the hard-packed earth, knees drawn to his chest. The air is thick with the copper tang of blood and the sour, musky stench of fear. Around him, wounded alphas and betas litter the ground like discarded dolls. Some sit propped against trees or rocks, clutching gaping wounds, while others lay flat, staring sightlessly at the canopy of leaves above, their chests rising and falling in shallow, wet rattles. The physical weight of the atmosphere presses down on Aiden’s shoulders, a heavy blanket of despair that threatens to suffocate him. He digs his fingers into the dirt, feeling the grit under his nails, trying to anchor himself against the tide of memories crashing behind his eyes. His mind drifts, unwillingly, to the moments everything change. He sees Josh’s face, the man who had revealed the shattering truth—that he was Aiden’s father’s mate, a bond kept secret in the shadows of their pack hierarchy. The mention of Aetherion hangs in his memory, a word he