All Chapters of Fractured Bond: Hiding the Alpha's heir: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Draven POV“He’s…” The werewolf who appeared to be the senior security officer hesitated, his gaze darting toward the chief.Travis’s eyes snapped toward him, and whatever answer had been forming died immediately.George stepped forward before the silence could stretch any further. “Chief Martin, why don't you take us somewhere private to talk? We can clear up this misunderstanding quickly. That’s all this is, isn’t it?”Travis didn't answer him. Instead, he gave a bitter little smile that contained no amusement whatsoever, then turned toward the guards and ordered them back to their duties. The staff slowly dispersed, though several of them continued to glance over their shoulders at us as they went.I wanted this to be a misunderstanding. Yet I didn't want it to be. I didn't regret striking the doctor in front of his staff, and I certainly didn't want to feel guilty about attacking a respectable male without knowing the full story. I wanted to be wrong because, if Travis was not in

Layla POVI regained consciousness in a dimly lit room that smelled faintly of coffee and something musky, almost animal-like. For several seconds, I kept my eyes closed, afraid that opening them would confirm whatever my instincts were already telling me. My wrists were tied behind me, and my ankles were bound to something solid beneath me, probably a heavy wooden table or shelf. The restraints weren't cutting into my skin, but they were tight enough to make escape impossible.I wasn't alone."You're awake."The familiar voice made my entire body go still.I didn't open my eyes immediately. I couldn't. The moment I heard it, something deep inside me stirred, dragging memories from a place I hadn't known still existed. They came so suddenly that for a few seconds, I wasn't in this room anymore. I was a little girl again, no older than Aiden had been when I'd first held him in my arms, hiding behind a cupboard while screams and crashing sounds filled our home.I remembered Dad.He was

Layla POVClyde too.The realization settled over me with a strange, almost dizzying weight. He was one of us. A member of the Bronze Crescent. One of the scattered wolves whose lives had been torn apart when our lands were taken.Of course. I should have known.Images of every encounter I'd ever had with him began replaying in my mind, each one taking on a different meaning now that I knew who he really was. The way he'd always seemed to keep an eye on Aiden. The way he'd watched me when he thought I wasn't looking. The way he'd called himself my Gamma when Julia Voss had questioned him. At the time, I'd thought it was simply another strange detail about a male I barely knew. I understood then.He hadn't been watching us because he was curious. He'd been watching over us.Even the mark on his chin looked different to me now. I'd always assumed it was some kind of rogue marking, something that identified him as one of the wolves the Realm considered dangerous. But it wasn't. It was a

Draven POVThe warriors from the High Council had forced us into a compromise before they finally left the hospital. I had told them my son was in the building, and that alone gave me every right to remain there. The revelation had left both of them speechless for several long moments, and under different circumstances, I might have been concerned about what it meant that High Council officials now knew Aiden existed. They would have questions. There would be consequences once the Realm learned that the Alpha of Arctic Moon had a son he had never publicly acknowledged. But with Layla missing, I couldn't bring myself to care. Whatever came later could wait. Finding her couldn't.The chief had insisted that Aiden was under his care and that he couldn't allow the child to leave with me until his mother returned. I had refused to leave my son in the same building as a male I increasingly believed had something to do with Layla's disappearance. Neither of us was willing to back down, an

Layla POVDraven was behind me.I could feel him even without looking. His presence seemed to fill the small space behind me, heavy and impossible to ignore. After everything I had learned during the past twelve hours, I couldn't bring myself to turn around and meet his eyes.I simply couldn't deal with him right now.Not Draven. Not George. Not the memories clawing their way back into my mind. Not the revelation that the man I'd loved seven years ago belonged to the pack that had destroyed my family.I needed time to breathe before I faced any of it.George had followed us into my office too. The two Alphas waited there while I took Aiden into the ensuite bathroom and helped him wash up. He was remarkably cheerful for a child who had spent the night waiting for his mother, apparently unconcerned that I had been gone far longer than I promised.A few minutes later, he emerged clean and dressed, his schoolbag hanging from one shoulder."Dad, I don't want to go," he complained as he pul