All Chapters of BOUND TO THE ALPHA: SECRET HEIRS OF THE KING : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

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SUCK ME OFF AND DO IT WELL

Chapter 41 The dining hall had emptied out faster than I expected after Pedro’s sharp words, but the weight of what had just happened still lingered in the air like smoke. Nightfall pack sat right in the central European region, smack in the middle of everything. They could have accepted shipments and delicacies from every corner of the continent—including the North and Northeast—but they deliberately refused. I knew why. Everyone did. Old feuds ran deeper than rivers here. I mentioned it quietly as we lingered at the table, my voice tentative. “Your pack could pull from anywhere. The North has those rich game meats. Northeast has the forest herbs my old pack swore by. But you choose not to. Because of the feuds, right?” Pedro couldn’t deny it. He leaned back slightly, studying me with a mix of surprise and respect. “You picked up on that quickly. Geopolitical intelligence looks good on you, Harper. Most people don’t see the connections behind the food on their plate.” I felt a

YOUR MOUTH FEELS SO GOOD

Chapter 42 Harper’s pov My breath caught in my throat the second Pedro shoved his pants down. His thick manhood sprang free, heavy and already hard, flopping forward with enough force to smack me right across the cheek. Warm precum smeared across my skin, sticky and musky, marking me. I flinched hard, eyes wide as I stared at the sheer size of him—veins pulsing, the head glistening, curving slightly upward in a way that made my stomach tighten with a confusing mix of nerves and heat. For several long seconds I just knelt there, frozen, not knowing what to do with myself. My face burned. My pussy, traitor that it was, gave a needy little throb. Pedro growled low in his chest, the sound vibrating with clear frustration. “You really don’t want to make this up to me, do you?” he said, voice rough and disappointed. He reached down to pull his pants back up, clearly ready to end this before it started. I moved without thinking, my hand shooting out to grab his wrist, stopping him. I did

Let me feel this greedy little pussy squeeze me.

Chapter 43 Harper’s pov I was still curled up on the bed, thighs clenched tight and my core throbbing with unfulfilled need when the door opened softly. Maria stepped inside, her face lined with concern as she sat on the edge of the mattress. “Harper, talk to me,” she said gently, reaching for my hand. “You didn’t touch your lunch. You look like you’re carrying the weight of the world. What happened with Pedro?” Her soft, caring tone grated on my already frayed nerves. I sat up sharply, pulling my hand away. “Why does everyone treat me like some fragile little princess who needs constant saving?” I snapped. “I survived four years completely alone—no family, no pack, no one who actually cared. I don’t need you hovering over me like I’m about to shatter.” Maria blinked, surprised by my sharpness, but she didn’t leave. “We’re only here to help you through the pregnancy. After everything—” I cut her off, voice firm and cold. “What exactly is your role here, Maria? Yours and Alma’s? B

HE WAS ONCE OUR FRIEND

Chapter 44 Pedro’s pov The morning sun poured through the tall windows of my office, warming the dark wood panels and casting long shadows across the floor. I sat behind my desk with a steaming mug of strong black coffee in hand, the rich aroma filling the air. José lounged comfortably in the leather chair across from me, his own cup nearly empty as we dove deep into the latest attempt to mend fences with the northeastern packs. “So you actually sat down with the leaders?” I asked, taking a slow sip. José nodded, setting his mug down with a soft clink. “I did. Spent hours with them. Laid out every possible benefit I could think of—financial gains, economic stability, shared trade routes, easier access to their ports, joint security agreements along the borders. The whole package. A few of them seemed genuinely tempted. Said they’d take it back to their councils. But most? They’re still dug in deep. Old grudges die hard, apparently.” I leaned back in my chair, fingers tapping thou

I WILL KILL HIM

Chapter 45Pedro’s povThe conversation had taken a heavier turn than either of us expected. I leaned back in my chair, the morning coffee now lukewarm in my mug as I studied José across the desk. The sunlight streaming through the windows highlighted the faint lines of worry on his face—lines that hadn’t been there when we were younger and more reckless.“Do you still feel it?” I asked quietly, my voice low. “That sting from the day we discovered Xavier had betrayed us?”José didn’t hide it. His jaw tightened, and for a moment the easygoing mask he usually wore slipped completely. “Every damn day, Pedro. I can still remember that night like it was yesterday. The rain pouring down, the way the torches flickered in the meeting hall. Xavier standing there, looking us dead in the eye with no remorse. Just cold, calculated betrayal. We were brothers to him. We fought side by side for years, shared blood, shared women, shared everything. And he sold us out for power like it was nothing. I

I feel protected

Harper’s picThe afternoon light filtered softly through the curtains of my suite, casting a warm, golden hue over the sitting area where Alma, Maria, and I had gathered. A thick history book lay open on the low table between us, its pages filled with accounts of famous rebellions and conquests in werewolf history. I had been devouring it for days, using it as a window into the wider world I was currently cut off from. The three of us had fallen into an easy rhythm of discussion, the kind that made the walls of the south wing feel a little less confining.Alma leaned forward, tapping one of the pages with her finger. “Some of these accounts can’t possibly be accurate,” she said, her voice thoughtful. “Look at this chapter on the Great Northern Uprising. The way they describe the Alpha’s final stand—it’s too dramatic. Too perfect. Real history is messier than that. Betrayals, mistakes, luck playing a bigger role than heroism.”Maria snorted, flipping through a few pages with clear disi

I NEED TO SEE MY MATE NOW

Harper’s povThe conversation with Alma and Maria had started light enough, but as the afternoon wore on, a familiar loneliness crept in. I sat there in the suite, surrounded by their company, yet I felt the weight of isolation pressing down on me. Sometimes the south wing felt more like a beautiful cage than a sanctuary. I switched topics quickly, not wanting to dive into my past with them. The ladies didn’t need to hear about the years I spent scraping by after Elec threw me out.We turned back to the history book on the table. I traced a finger along one of the illustrated maps. “What do you think is the probability of several packs successfully attacking and conquering a singular pack? Based on past histories, I mean.”Alma leaned in, flipping through a few pages. “It’s higher than you’d think. Look at the Interpack Wars of the last century. The majority of the packs that were targeted ended up conquered. The numbers weren’t always in their favor, but coordination, surprise, and i

Council Ersham

Chapter 25The SUV hummed along the final stretch of road leading to the High Council citadel. José sat in the passenger seat, flipping through a few notes he’d brought along, while I kept my eyes on the path ahead. The file on my lap felt heavier with every mile.José broke the silence first. “So how exactly do you plan to lay down the petition against the northern packs disturbing your borders? I know you, Pedro. You’re not the type to go in there politely with a please and thank you. And from history, we both know Alphas facing probations on their rule—especially over heir issues—usually aren’t favored by the High Council. They’ll see any aggression as weakness masked as strength.”I gripped the steering wheel a little tighter. “That’s exactly why I’m bringing a solution for the heir issue to them today. I’m not walking in empty-handed. They want stability. I’m going to give them the appearance of it, complete with documentation.”José let out a low whistle. “Risky move. If they se

MY AFFAIR IS NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS

Pedro’s povI couldn’t resist. A slow, knowing smile spread across my face. “Councilman. I see you have excellent taste. The view in here is quite impressive. Very dedicated staff you have.”Ersham’s face flushed a deep red, a mix of embarrassment and irritation flashing in his eyes. “You could have knocked first, Nightfall. Some decorum would be appreciated, even from an Alpha.”The young woman excused herself quickly, slipping past me with her eyes downcast. Once the door closed again, I leaned against the frame, still smiling. “My apologies. I didn’t realize I was interrupting something so… hands-on. Does the Council provide such thorough mentoring these days? She seems very committed to her duties.”Ersham’s jaw tightened, but he remained stoic, refusing to rise to the bait. “What brings you here, Alpha? I assume it’s not to discuss my staff or my personal affairs.”I finally moved, crossing the room and handing over the sealed medical file. “Straight to business, then. These are

EVERTHING WE HAVE BUILT COULD CRUMBLE

Chapter 50Pedro’s povI told José that he’d get his business running soon enough. All I had to do was remove the ants dancing around the honey at my borders.“You’ll get your business running soon enough,” I said as the SUV rolled through the pack gates, the citadel now far behind us. “All I have to do is remove the ants dancing around the honey at my borders. Once those northern packs are dealt with, trade will flow again. Your deals will go through without interference.”José nodded, though his expression remained skeptical. “Easier said than done, Pedro. Those ‘ants’ have been biting for months. You really think the Council’s temporary stamp will buy you enough time to handle them properly?”I tightened my grip on the wheel. “It has to. I didn’t go through all that political theater today for nothing. The temporary approval gives me breathing room. Now it’s time to use it before they change their minds.”José chuckled dryly. “You always did have a way of turning a crisis into an o

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