Novel & Cerita Bound By Vengeance

"I'm offering you survival, Ms. Grant. I'd suggest you take it seriously." Nina stared at him. At the folder. At the casual way he'd just proposed marriage like it was a merger agreement. "Why should I trust you? I don't know you. You could be working with David. This could all be..." "If I were working with David, you'd already be dead," Victor interrupted coldly. "I don't have time for elaborate deceptions. I need those shares to stop a hostile takeover that will destroy everything Thomas built. You need protection from people who've already killed once and won't hesitate to do it again. We both benefit from this arrangement. Trust doesn't factor into it."

"Now. The code. The sequence you memorized and locked away. Give it to me." He reached down, his fingers hovering agonizingly close to the fresh, bleeding cut on my arm, threatening to pry the raw flesh apart to get to the subdermal tracker beneath. A scream built in my chest, but I bit my lower lip so hard I tasted the copper tang of my own blood. Through the blinding haze of physical pain and the crushing weight of betrayal, a spark of pure, venomous rage flared to life deep inside me.

Frantically, I attempted to scramble away from his menacing gaze, but he forcefully halted my escape, his imposing figure casting a shadow over me. Despite how freaking out I was, Summoning every ounce of courage I had left, I managed to speak, disguising my overwhelming nerves. "How... How can you possibly desire something that you loathe?" I questioned, my voice trembling with a mix of fear and panic. Suddenly my heart skipped a beat as he abruptly paused, his gaze darkening in response to my words. He stared at me intensely for what felt like an eternity, and a glimmer of hope flickered within me. But just as quickly as it appeared, that hope was shattered as I felt his weight press again

He trailed off. He always seemed to feel guilty whenever he tried to bring it up. She was his one time lover. Their cruel separation when Beta Agasha found his fated mate caused the death of their baby which led to the feud our packs were having now. I simply shook my head, “Don't blame yourself..” He shook his head, “All I want is vengeance for the wronged. Vengeance for you…..” “You are Alpha Giselle’s daughter. The blue blood of an Alpha runs through your veins. I expect you to tread in your mother’s footsteps. Giselle has always been a strong woman even when her fool of a human husband abandoned her…..” he hissed at that.

I immediately came out of my thoughts and focused on the present situation where this bastard was busy in kissing my collarbone. I pushed him back with all the force and as he was not ready for it, he jerked back on the bed. I immediately get up on my foot which was actually a task for me.. "Don't you dare to touch me, you murderer. You killed my avi..." I said with the hoarse voice due to pain and rage. I am feeling weak now and does not have a power to fight with him more. He came instantly in front of me and hold my neck in a tight grip. I felt suffocated and nausea making me do the unthinkable.

While driving the car Elena noticed the bodyguards car was missing and three black vans were following her. At first Elena thought their bodyguards car maybe behind the black vans so she moved her car in a side so the black vans car cross her but the vans also moved to her side and Kept following her. Elena got scared. She speed up her car and saw they also speed up their vans. Elena took her phone and about to call Demon but saw her phone's battery was low. Elena started shaking in fear. She looked at her baby who was sleeping on his seat. Elena was about to call Demon when her phone went shut down.

she said. “I do,” he replied. “You saw me die.” “I also saw you live.” Altheya’s voice filled the chamber, calm and grave. “By this hinge of soul and spark, let fire be steadied, and anchor be bound. Should she fall, let he who loves her… burn in her place.” The final rune lit, Their hands met, The circle spun, The binding began. Liora screamed not from pain, but from recognition, Something inside her reared up recoiling, shrieking, resisting the bond, Auren gasped. Blood ran from his nose, Altheya shouted, “It’s not just her! Something’s fighting from within!”

For the first time, I feel a rage inside me — not the kind born of pain or betrayal, but the hunger that comes from purpose. Before me stands an army of spirit-bound rage, an unbroken circle of she-wolves whose eyes burn like coals beneath the dusk. Their voices rise together — fierce, unshaken, alive. “High Howler! High Howler! High Howler!” The chant hits like thunder. For years I’ve walked the thin line between endurance and vengeance — the line I drew after being cast out, after being forsaken by clan and lover alike. I swore never to cross it. But tonight, beneath their cry, I feel that line vanish.

I could feel his resistance waver, like leaves trembling in the wind. “No! You must align with me!” Hilda snarled, her eyes wild. “We are stronger together!” “Strength cannot be forced,” I replied, feeling my heart race. “True strength is born from acceptance, not vengeance. We can be better than this!” I focused my energy, calling on the earth to envelop me in a protective cocoon. We had to break free of Hilda’s chains—her insistence on vengeance was binding them all in darkness. The tide was turning as a roar erupted through the air—our pack, unified in purpose—fighting for love, fighting for unity. I surged ahead, letting the connection I had with my pack echo through me, and I called on