Todos los capítulos de BOUND TO THE DYING HEIR : Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

Odessa"Why did you dance with him, Odessa? I saw the way you were looking at him.""Joshua, stop it," Dad said. And from the expression on Josh's face, I knew he had so much to say.And I kept wondering how exactly this was my fault. My mother sighed, running her hands through her face. "They are going to be here in an hour," she said. "We all need to get our shit in check. We can't let them come here and see a house divided."Joshua leaned forward, both hands resting on the table separating the both of us. "Why? Odessa, why?" The way he called my name broke my heart. My brother might be annoying, but he was literally my best friend. And I knew all this rage wasn't targeted at me; it was all for Evan.He walked up to me. I said defensively, "I was on my own.""Why didn't you push him away? Yell? Or do something? You just allowed everyone to see the both of you like that. Do you know how humiliating that is to me? The same person who stole the woman I was in love with." His voice crac

Odessa"Dying?" I laughed. It came out cracked and ugly. "Alpha Grayson, you drugged me, put me in a car with mannequins, and now you want me to believe your son is dying?""I know how it sounds.""No, I don't think you do." I pushed past him into the hallway. "Where is my phone? I want my phone. I want my brother. I want to go home."He didn't stop me, which was somehow worse. A man who has kidnapped you should at least try to block the door."Your phone is in the room behind you. Nobody touched it. The front gates are open, and a driver is waiting if you want to leave." His voice was so calm. "But I am asking you, as a father, to see him first. Five minutes. After that, I will drive you home myself and you will never hear from this family again."I should have said no. Any sane woman would have walked out, called the police, and screamed until the whole pack territory shook.But then I heard it from somewhere down the hall. A cough, wet and awful, the kind that scrapes the inside of

OdessaThe car ride home was the longest hour of my life, and I had been in a car with mannequins.Evan sat on the other side of the back seat with his hands folded in his lap like a man in church. He hadn't said a word since we left the Sorrel estate. The driver kept glancing at us in the rearview mirror. I kept glancing at the window.Thirty days.I did the math in my head again. Then again. It never came out any different."You can ask," Evan said quietly."Ask what?""Whatever you're thinking. Anything. I can't lie to you." His mouth twitched. "Apparently it's a medical condition.""That isn't funny.""No." He looked down at his hands. "It isn't."I turned from the window. In the dark, with the passing streetlights cutting stripes across his face, he looked younger, closer to the boy who used to wait for me outside the training grounds with a bottle of water because he knew I would forget mine."Did you ever think about me?" I asked, before I could stop myself. "These six years. E

OdessaWe went in through the front door like adults.Well, almost. I had a Sorrel by betrothal on one side, a Sorrel by blood on the other, and a forged scroll burning a hole in my pocket. My father met us in the hallway in his pajama pants, took one look at Mia, and said, "I'm not even going to ask.""Good," I said. "Because I need the car keys.""Odessa.""Dad, I love you. But you let me believe a lie for six years, so tonight, I'm driving."He looked at me for a long moment. Then he looked at the parchment in my hand, and the color left his face.He went and got his keys.We reached the Sorrel estate a little after three in the morning. The gates were open, which told me everything. Alpha Grayson had been expecting this. He was sitting alone in the great hall, in the same chair where I'd watched him laugh and raise a glass two nights ago. There was an untouched whiskey on the table beside him, and he looked up when we walked in like a man who had been waiting for a firing squad."

OdessaI woke up warm, and for a few perfect seconds, I forgot everything.Then I felt the weight of an arm around my waist, and the slow breathing against the back of my neck, and the memory of last night hit me all at once. My cheeks went hot. I buried my face in the pillow."I can feel you being embarrassed," Evan mumbled into my hair."I'm not embarrassed.""Odessa. I can literally feel it." His arm tightened. I felt him smile against my shoulder, right over the fresh mark, and a shiver ran down my whole body. "It's very cute.""Stop feeling things.""Not possible. You're loud."I rolled over to glare at him and immediately lost the argument. His hair was a mess, his eyes were soft and half-closed, and in the morning light, the color was back in his face. He looked like a man who had slept for the first time in a week. He looked like a man who was happy."Hi," he said."Hi.""How do you feel?"I thought about it. "Strange. Good. Like someone turned the volume up on the whole world