All Chapters of Bound to the Alpha She Was Raised to Hate : Chapter 111 - Chapter 114

Odessa's POVIt didn't look like the fights I already watched Ronan win. Those had rhythm to them, exchanges, moments where either side might have turned the tide with the right instinct at the right second. This wasn't that.Julian never had a chance to let go.Ronan's claws caught him across the throat before Julian's mind fully processed what was closing in on him, his eyes still wide with that same desperate, cracked hope, his fingers still locked tight around my wrist even as his own blood began spilling dark and fast down the front of his ruined jacket."No," I heard myself say, the word came out too late, too weak, swallowed by the crushing pressure still pinning me to the stone floor.Julian's grip on my wrist finally loosened, not from any decision, just his body giving out all at once, his legs folding beneath him as he collapsed sideways, away from me, his hand finally slipping free.He hit the ground hard.Nobody

Odessa's POVRonan didn't get the chance to move.The gold light beneath Corvin's feet pulsed once, and the hand he lifted toward Ronan barely looked like a threat at all, more like a man swatting at something irritating rather than a man wielding actual power. But the moment his fingers curled, Ronan's whole body locked mid-stride, one foot still raised off the ground, his arms frozen at his sides like something invisible had reached into him and stilled every muscle at once."What did you do to him?" I said, my voice cracking, the words came out sharper than the pain in my chest should have allowed."A simple restraint," Corvin said, unbothered, watching Ronan's frozen struggle with the same clinical interest he'd shown Julian's body minutes earlier. "He'll feel nothing beyond the indignity of it, provided he stops fighting."Ronan's eyes strained toward me, furious, helpless, his jaw the only part of him still capable of movement, working hard against whatever held the rest of him