Bounded To the Broken Alpha

es like a haunting reminder of what had been lost. Kian's steps were heavy, each one dragging him further away from the remnants of his pack, from the ashes of his for

hared. He couldn't escape it, couldn't push her away even if he wanted to. She was his ma

s voice rough. "You're always so quie

xpression unreadable. "I'm not here to entertain you,

ht of her words, though he didn't show it. Instead, he bit back the growing sense of unease that she had stirred in him. He di

ere his warriors had made their last stand. It was the only place left that might hold some answers. Bu

t?" Kian asked abruptly, b

lied, her voice measured. "If

osing control, and he hated it. But the truth was, he couldn't do this alone. He needed E

danger crept over him. His instincts flared to life, every muscle in his body tens

asked, her tone

is gaze sweeping the perimeter of

osture shifting slightly. "We don't have m

ension. He could hear the faint rustle of movement, almost imperceptible but enough to sen

ordered Elara, his v

ely, her tone defiant. "We'r

tion, but he didn't have time t

weight of Elara's steps behind him, steady and sure, though her presence did little to ease the dread pooling in his gut. He trus

Without warning, a figure sprang from the shadows, darting toward th

erstand. The figure stumbled back, but it wasn't enough. A howl ripped through the air as another figure appeared fr

ith a swift strike. Kian fought with the same deadly efficiency he'd honed over years of battle, each movement precise as he took down his

, though her eyes glinted with something dangerous. Kian wiped the bloo

Kian demanded, hi

as she studied the fallen figures. "I d

al pack had sent assassins before, but these attackers didn't seem like they were

wly, her gaze still focused on the bodi

ords settled over him like a suffocating blanket. Tr

himself. He sheathed his sword, his mind raci

m. "We need to move faster. They

his thoughts racing. The rival pack was no longer just a distant enemy-they were hunting

k had felt too precise, too planned. It wasn't just about killing them-it was a

something in the way she held herself that made Kian uneasy. He didn't trust her. He didn't think he ever would. But there was something m

Kian said abruptly,

spond. She didn't need to. She alr

Kian asked, his voice low

y in her gaze. "I don't know," she admitted quietly. "But I have a

nto something far darker than a simple war between rival packs. And with every ste

They were after something far more