All Chapters of FATED TO MY ENEMY, BOUND BY SIN: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

DYLAN’S POVMy eyes fluttered open to a nightmare.The air was cold and damp, thick with the smell of rust, mildew, and old concrete. Fluorescent lights buzzed overhead like dying insects, casting harsh, flickering shadows across cracked gray walls streaked with moisture. Exposed pipes ran along the low ceiling, dripping slowly. I was lying on a thin, filthy mattress thrown onto the bare floor of what looked like an abandoned underground bunker beneath the mansion, some forgotten storm cellar or old storage room. The heavy steel door had a small barred window, and the only other light came from a single dim bulb swinging on a chain.Asher’s oversized shirt still clung to my body, torn at one shoulder, the fabric damp with cold sweat. Dried cum and leftover lube from last night itched along my inner thighs and between my cheeks, and every bruise, bite mark, and sore muscle screamed in protest as I tried to push myself up. My wrists were zip-tied tightly in front of me, ankles still fre

"He put his hands in my pants," I went on just like he demanded, but as soon as I said so, violently, Asher was in motion. His claws came out and a fierce growl ripped from his chest as he picked up the dresser and hurled it across the room. The impact was thunderous, echoing loudly in the enclosed space. Wood splintered, broken apart with the force of his devastation. Clothing littered the wreckage of the dresser, now lying broken in pieces against the unforgiving wall.I stood there, shaking and silent. I didn't dare speak about it. I waited for some calm to conquer the raging beast. His chest heaved. His nostrils flared as he panted. He turned back to me and snarled, "What happened next?"I tried unsuccessfully to control the tremor in my voice. "I… I begged him… to stop. I even threatened him that… that you would kill him for touching me."Asher's eyebrows shot up."I just assumed… that any Alpha would," I explained, my voice barely above a whisper. "But he laughed… and told me of

Asher ignored him and walked over to a nearby wall, mounted with various weapons, and selected a ten-inch blade. He twirled the knife casually between his fingers as he made his way back to Henry, who was now fully naked, crying pathetically, his body slick with cold sweat and trembling uncontrollably under the harsh dungeon lights.“Oh shit!” The words slipped from my lips before I could stop them.Flashbacks swam behind my eyelids. Asher’s animalistic expression as he threatened to kill me himself after the council deciding what to do with me. I’d believed then that he was capable of it. Now, I was almost certain I knew what was going to happen.But I couldn’t have been more wrong.Because it was so much worse.Never in my wildest nightmares had I ever imagined what Asher was about to do.Asher’s mouth curled into a wicked smirk. “Do you have a preference? Would you prefer if I yank it off or would you rather I sliced it clean?” Asher continued to play with the knife, waiting for hi

**DYLAN'S POV**The dungeon air grew thick with Samuel's sobs and the scent of fear. Asher's knife hand hovered, ready to carve out the traitor's tongue as I stood frozen, my hand still resting on Asher's arm.Before he could cut it, out of the blue he went rigid. His gold eyes glazed over for a fraction of a second, the unmistakable sign of a mindlink. His jaw clenched so hard I saw a muscle leap beneath his skin then the knife trembled in his grip, not from hesitation, but from the force of whatever message was searing through his skull."No," he growled under his breath. Not to me but to whoever was on the other end of the link.Samuel whimpered, pressing himself flatter against the stone floor, sensing the shift in his Alpha's energy but not understanding it.Asher's gaze snapped back into focus. He looked at me, really looked at me and for the first time since we'd entered this dungeon, I saw something other than rage in his eyes. Something that might have been reluctance.The

**DYLAN'S POV**The hallway towards where we were told to go was nice but I walked without direction, my boots echoing too loud in the silence. I didn't talk to any other female luna until I found a small courtyard hidden between two wings of the headquarters.A garden grew here, wild and untended, with thorny rose bushes climbing the walls and a single stone bench beneath a gnarled oak tree. The moon hung directly overhead, so bright it turned the world to silver and shadow.I sat on the bench and let out a breath I hadn't realized I'd been holding.I closed my eyes for a second, but behind my lids, all I could see was her. The brunette. Sable.Her bare knee brushing Asher's chair. Her fingers tracing the collar of his shirt. The way she'd whispered something into his ear that had actually made him smile, a genuine smile, not the cold smirk he always wears when he is with me.I had never made him smile like that.My hands curled into fists on my thighs and I pressed my nails into my