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BOUND TO HER WILL CHAPTER NINE
CHAPTER NINE Talia Talia had never seen her best friend look that smug—and that was saying something. Amara practically skipped down the sidewalk beside her, arms swinging like they weren’t on their third lap around the block trying to “walk off the chaos” of what had just happened. Talia’s heart was still racing, her thoughts tangled in a looping mess of piercing eyes and the way her skin had prickled with awareness from across the café window. She’d seen him. The man in the coat. Watching. And for a split second, she could’ve sworn he saw her too. “You okay?” Amara asked, tone a little too innocent for someone who’d spent the last ten minutes not-so-subtly pushing for details. “You’ve been quiet since we left the café.” “I’m fine.” “You sure?” Talia side-eyed her. “Yes, Amara. I’m sure.” Amara grinned. “Because you looked like you saw a ghost in there. Or a hot vampire.” Talia groaned. “You’re ridiculous.” “I’m observant.” “You’re nosy.” “And loyal, thank you very mu
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-27BOUND TO HER WILL CHAPTER TEN
CHAPTER TEN Talia Talia couldn’t sleep. She’d tried—twice. First, with the TV humming low in the background. Then, with a podcast about guided meditation, which only made her more aware of every creak in the walls and the hush between city sounds. Her apartment, normally her sanctuary, felt off tonight. Like the shadows were holding their breath. She sat on the edge of her bed, arms wrapped around herself, staring at the pale blue light leaking through her curtains. The text message played on a loop in her mind. She’d deleted it, hoping that would lessen its grip on her thoughts, but the words lingered: You should be more careful. Some things notice when you look back. Had she imagined him? Had the man outside the café even been real? And if he was—who the hell was he? A tap sounded on the window. Talia jolted upright, heart in her throat. Silence. She crept to the window and peeled the curtain back just enough to peek through. Nothing. The street below was quiet. No figure
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-27BOUND TO HER WILL CHAPTER ELEVEN
CHAPTER ELEVEN Ronan Ronan paced the confines of his office, the weight of the night pressing heavily on his shoulders. The packhouse was quiet, most of his wolves asleep, lulled by the false peace that came with darkness. But Ronan couldn’t rest. Not when everything inside him thrummed with restless energy, sharpened by the memory of her. Talia. He’d stayed too long tonight, hidden across the street from her apartment like a fucking stalker. Watching her. Protecting her. That’s what he told himself anyway. But the truth was more dangerous. He didn’t want to protect her. He wanted to claim her. Ronan’s fists curled at his sides. The wolf within him stirred, awake and prowling just under his skin, a low growl vibrating through his chest. It wasn’t normal. It wasn’t right. His wolf was disciplined. Trained. He had fought wars for control over it. And yet now, one look from her — one goddamn heartbeat — and the beast inside him had nearly broken free. He slammed his hands down
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-29BOUND TO HER WILL CHAPTER TWELVE
CHAPTER TWELVE Talia Talia didn’t remember falling asleep. One moment she was curled up on the couch with the paperback still open in her lap, and the next she was blinking into the soft grey light of early morning, her neck aching from the awkward angle. Her apartment was silent except for the occasional groan of the old plumbing and the muted buzz of life outside her window. She yawned, stretching her limbs carefully, then winced as her phone lit up. Six missed messages. Two from Amara. One from her supervisor. And three from an unknown number. She sat up straighter, heart tripping in her chest. She opened Amara's first. Amara: Book club at my place tonight. Don’t flake. Amara: Also, are you okay? You seemed off yesterday. Talia chewed her bottom lip and ignored the message from work. She scrolled to the unknown sender. Unknown: Did you sleep well? Unknown: You shouldn’t ignore what you feel. Unknown: I’m closer than you think. Her breath left her in a sharp exhale. She d
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-29BOUND TO HER WILL CHAPTER THIRTEEN
CHAPTER THIRTEEN Ronan The woods were too quiet. Ronan moved like a shadow between the trees, each step precise, silent. The usual sounds of nocturnal life were absent—no owls calling, no rustle of small prey in the underbrush. Just a thick, unnatural stillness that clung to everything. He sniffed the air. Something was wrong. This part of Puya Ridge was protected by old pack wards—steeped in tradition, in blood and bond. Nothing crossed into Thorne territory without him knowing. And yet, tonight, the wards had pulsed like a struck nerve. Faint, but undeniable. A vibration against his spine that had drawn him from his bed into the darkness. Someone—or something—had breached the perimeter. He came to a stop near the edge of the ridge, where the land fell into a steep slope of jagged rock and wild briars. The moon cut a silver path across the trees, but even its light felt weaker tonight, like it was being swallowed by the dark. Then he saw it. Scorch marks in the grass. A sce
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-29BOUND TO HER WILL CHAPTER FOURTEEN
CHAPTER FOURTEEN Talia The wind had a bite tonight. Talia tugged her coat tighter around her body as she stepped off the bus. The streetlights cast elongated shadows over the pavement, and Puya Ridge felt quieter than usual. The kind of quiet that made your skin itch. It was probably nothing. Probably just her nerves, taut and overworked after a long day at the office and an even longer evening at book club. But she couldn’t shake the feeling that she was being watched. She turned a slow circle before continuing down the sidewalk. It wasn’t paranoia if it had happened before. That sensation—like a brush of fingers down her spine, electric and unwelcome—had been haunting her since that night outside the library. The night she thought she saw someone watching her. She hadn’t mentioned it to anyone. Not even Eliza. Not when it made no sense. The streets of downtown Puya Ridge emptied fast at night. This town went to bed early. Talia loved that about it. Safe, quiet, easy to disapp
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-30BOUND TO HER WILL CHAPTER FIFTEEN
CHAPTER FIFTEEN Talia Talia’s reflection stared back at her from the café window. Her hands curled around the warmth of her paper cup, coffee forgotten as she watched the world blur past. It was one of those mornings—heavy with a feeling she couldn’t name, as if her skin didn’t quite fit right, like something waited just beyond the horizon to knock her off balance. She hadn’t slept well. Not after the dream—or whatever it was—had pulled her into something cold and crawling. Shadows twisting around a voice she didn’t recognize but felt in her bones. It whispered warnings in a language her waking mind couldn’t grasp, but her soul remembered. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost.” A familiar voice broke through her thoughts. Bria slid into the seat across from her, scarf half-unraveled, cheeks flushed from the cold. She didn’t even bother with a greeting. Just reached for the extra croissant Talia had ordered and raised a brow. “Did I?” Talia asked, trying to sound normal. “Girl, y
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-30BOUND TO HER WILL CHAPTER ONE
CHAPTER ONETalia Elowen hated mornings.Not because she wasn’t a morning person—she was, begrudgingly. She got up before her alarm, drank her coffee black, and walked to work like the world wasn’t slowly bleeding her dry. No, what she hated was the way the world insisted on shoving itself into her peace before she had a chance to armor herself.By 8:47 a.m., the office was already a warzone of ringing phones, passive-aggressive emails, and half-hearted small talk. The fluorescent lighting buzzed faintly overhead like a nervous tic. The building was old, the kind of beige-and-bland structure that seemed designed to kill ambition.Talia didn’t mind. It was the perfect place to be invisible.Her desk sat neatly at the center of the admin floor—a sea of cubicles and chaos surrounding her like noise she’d long learned to tune out. Her inbox was already stacked with tasks, approvals, and calendar requests that made other people twitchy. Not her. She found comfort in the order of it all. Pr
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BOUND TO HER WILL CHAPTER FIFTEEN
CHAPTER FIFTEEN Talia Talia’s reflection stared back at her from the café window. Her hands curled around the warmth of her paper cup, coffee forgotten as she watched the world blur past. It was one of those mornings—heavy with a feeling she couldn’t name, as if her skin didn’t quite fit right, like something waited just beyond the horizon to knock her off balance. She hadn’t slept well. Not after the dream—or whatever it was—had pulled her into something cold and crawling. Shadows twisting around a voice she didn’t recognize but felt in her bones. It whispered warnings in a language her waking mind couldn’t grasp, but her soul remembered. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost.” A familiar voice broke through her thoughts. Bria slid into the seat across from her, scarf half-unraveled, cheeks flushed from the cold. She didn’t even bother with a greeting. Just reached for the extra croissant Talia had ordered and raised a brow. “Did I?” Talia asked, trying to sound normal. “Girl, y
BOUND TO HER WILL CHAPTER FOURTEEN
CHAPTER FOURTEEN Talia The wind had a bite tonight. Talia tugged her coat tighter around her body as she stepped off the bus. The streetlights cast elongated shadows over the pavement, and Puya Ridge felt quieter than usual. The kind of quiet that made your skin itch. It was probably nothing. Probably just her nerves, taut and overworked after a long day at the office and an even longer evening at book club. But she couldn’t shake the feeling that she was being watched. She turned a slow circle before continuing down the sidewalk. It wasn’t paranoia if it had happened before. That sensation—like a brush of fingers down her spine, electric and unwelcome—had been haunting her since that night outside the library. The night she thought she saw someone watching her. She hadn’t mentioned it to anyone. Not even Eliza. Not when it made no sense. The streets of downtown Puya Ridge emptied fast at night. This town went to bed early. Talia loved that about it. Safe, quiet, easy to disapp
BOUND TO HER WILL CHAPTER THIRTEEN
CHAPTER THIRTEEN Ronan The woods were too quiet. Ronan moved like a shadow between the trees, each step precise, silent. The usual sounds of nocturnal life were absent—no owls calling, no rustle of small prey in the underbrush. Just a thick, unnatural stillness that clung to everything. He sniffed the air. Something was wrong. This part of Puya Ridge was protected by old pack wards—steeped in tradition, in blood and bond. Nothing crossed into Thorne territory without him knowing. And yet, tonight, the wards had pulsed like a struck nerve. Faint, but undeniable. A vibration against his spine that had drawn him from his bed into the darkness. Someone—or something—had breached the perimeter. He came to a stop near the edge of the ridge, where the land fell into a steep slope of jagged rock and wild briars. The moon cut a silver path across the trees, but even its light felt weaker tonight, like it was being swallowed by the dark. Then he saw it. Scorch marks in the grass. A sce
BOUND TO HER WILL CHAPTER TWELVE
CHAPTER TWELVE Talia Talia didn’t remember falling asleep. One moment she was curled up on the couch with the paperback still open in her lap, and the next she was blinking into the soft grey light of early morning, her neck aching from the awkward angle. Her apartment was silent except for the occasional groan of the old plumbing and the muted buzz of life outside her window. She yawned, stretching her limbs carefully, then winced as her phone lit up. Six missed messages. Two from Amara. One from her supervisor. And three from an unknown number. She sat up straighter, heart tripping in her chest. She opened Amara's first. Amara: Book club at my place tonight. Don’t flake. Amara: Also, are you okay? You seemed off yesterday. Talia chewed her bottom lip and ignored the message from work. She scrolled to the unknown sender. Unknown: Did you sleep well? Unknown: You shouldn’t ignore what you feel. Unknown: I’m closer than you think. Her breath left her in a sharp exhale. She d
BOUND TO HER WILL CHAPTER ELEVEN
CHAPTER ELEVEN Ronan Ronan paced the confines of his office, the weight of the night pressing heavily on his shoulders. The packhouse was quiet, most of his wolves asleep, lulled by the false peace that came with darkness. But Ronan couldn’t rest. Not when everything inside him thrummed with restless energy, sharpened by the memory of her. Talia. He’d stayed too long tonight, hidden across the street from her apartment like a fucking stalker. Watching her. Protecting her. That’s what he told himself anyway. But the truth was more dangerous. He didn’t want to protect her. He wanted to claim her. Ronan’s fists curled at his sides. The wolf within him stirred, awake and prowling just under his skin, a low growl vibrating through his chest. It wasn’t normal. It wasn’t right. His wolf was disciplined. Trained. He had fought wars for control over it. And yet now, one look from her — one goddamn heartbeat — and the beast inside him had nearly broken free. He slammed his hands down
BOUND TO HER WILL CHAPTER TEN
CHAPTER TEN Talia Talia couldn’t sleep. She’d tried—twice. First, with the TV humming low in the background. Then, with a podcast about guided meditation, which only made her more aware of every creak in the walls and the hush between city sounds. Her apartment, normally her sanctuary, felt off tonight. Like the shadows were holding their breath. She sat on the edge of her bed, arms wrapped around herself, staring at the pale blue light leaking through her curtains. The text message played on a loop in her mind. She’d deleted it, hoping that would lessen its grip on her thoughts, but the words lingered: You should be more careful. Some things notice when you look back. Had she imagined him? Had the man outside the café even been real? And if he was—who the hell was he? A tap sounded on the window. Talia jolted upright, heart in her throat. Silence. She crept to the window and peeled the curtain back just enough to peek through. Nothing. The street below was quiet. No figure
BOUND TO HER WILL CHAPTER NINE
CHAPTER NINE Talia Talia had never seen her best friend look that smug—and that was saying something. Amara practically skipped down the sidewalk beside her, arms swinging like they weren’t on their third lap around the block trying to “walk off the chaos” of what had just happened. Talia’s heart was still racing, her thoughts tangled in a looping mess of piercing eyes and the way her skin had prickled with awareness from across the café window. She’d seen him. The man in the coat. Watching. And for a split second, she could’ve sworn he saw her too. “You okay?” Amara asked, tone a little too innocent for someone who’d spent the last ten minutes not-so-subtly pushing for details. “You’ve been quiet since we left the café.” “I’m fine.” “You sure?” Talia side-eyed her. “Yes, Amara. I’m sure.” Amara grinned. “Because you looked like you saw a ghost in there. Or a hot vampire.” Talia groaned. “You’re ridiculous.” “I’m observant.” “You’re nosy.” “And loyal, thank you very mu
BOUND TO HER WILL CHAPTER EIGHT
CHAPTER EIGHT Talia There was something oddly comforting about the produce section. Maybe it was the bright lights or the way everything had its place—tomatoes stacked like obedient little soldiers, greens misted and perky in their bins. It felt orderly. Predictable. A quiet moment in a day that had been anything but. Talia reached for a bundle of fresh basil, twisting the tie to check the leaves. It wasn’t the best quality, but it would do. Amara had sent her a new recipe, and for once, Talia didn’t want to go straight home and collapse into bed. Cooking kept her hands busy and her mind quiet. Both were necessary lately. Her phone buzzed in the cart. She glanced at the screen. Amara: Tell me you’re not making pasta again. Talia smirked and typed back: Don’t judge me, it’s therapeutic. She dropped the basil into her cart and turned the corner into the next aisle—and collided with something hard. Someone. Strong hands caught her before she could stumble back. “Easy.” The voi
BOUND TO HER WILL CHAPTER SEVEN
CHAPTER SEVEN Ronan The wind carried her scent before he saw her. Subtle. Clean. Hints of citrus and something soft, like jasmine after a summer storm. Ronan was standing across from the café when the breeze stirred, brushing her presence against his senses like a whisper meant only for him. He didn’t move. Didn’t blink. He just watched. There she was—Talia—sitting in the window beside her friend, laughter caught on her lips, the sunlight kissing the edge of her cheek. Completely unaware of the way the world shifted around her. Of how the curse tethered him to her like a chain around his ribcage. He’d been careful up until now. Careful not to let himself be seen. Careful not to go near her when the moon swelled or his instincts howled. But today? Today felt like something inside him had frayed. The dreams were getting worse. The urges, too. She haunted his sleep like a ghost he’d once known. But she wasn’t a memory. She was real. And the bond—unnatural as it was—only grew mor
