Home / Werewolf / Bound By Bloodlines / Chapter 77: SCARS OF THE PAST

Share

Chapter 77: SCARS OF THE PAST

Author: DripTouche
last update Last Updated: 2024-10-09 09:43:19

Dorian’s room felt colder as his words hung in the air. His gaze was distant, locked in memories that Irwin had never been part of, a time before they were bound together by fate. The weight of his confession pressed on her chest like a stone, making it hard to breathe.

"I was scared when I became the leader of the Shadowclaw pack." Dorian’s voice was low, almost as if he were speaking to himself. "I grew up believing I had to be stronger than my father, tougher than any of my ancestors. Failure wasn’t an option."

He paused, his eyes flickering toward her for the briefest moment before he looked away again. "None of the she-wolves who pursued me ever caught my interest. Not because they weren’t strong. They were. Many of them were fierce, capable, everything you’d expect from a mate of the Alpha. But I couldn’t choose any of them."

Irwin’s hands tightened on the armrests of her chair, her heart thudding in her chest as she listened. She had heard stories about Dorian’s many suitors,
Locked Chapter
Continue to read this book on the APP

Related chapters

  • Bound By Bloodlines    Chapter 78: YOU NEARLY GOT YOUR WISH

    "I thought if I pushed you hard enough, you’d leave," Dorian admitted quietly, the truth slipping out as if he hadn’t intended to reveal it. His gaze was distant, fixed on a point somewhere past her, as though looking at her would make it harder to continue. "Maybe you’d reject the bond yourself."His words hung heavily in the room, their meaning sinking into the space between them. Irwin felt a familiar ache stir in her chest, the old hurt of his rejection rising to the surface again. She had known, deep down, that Dorian had been trying to push her away, but hearing him admit it out loud was something else entirely.Irwin raised an eyebrow, masking the swirl of emotions inside her with a calm expression. "Oh....Well, you nearly got your wish."Dorian’s eyes flicked to hers at that, something unreadable passing over his face. He opened his mouth as if to respond, but then seemed to think better of it, his lips pressing into a thin line. The silence stretched on, heavy and uncomfortab

    Last Updated : 2024-10-09
  • Bound By Bloodlines    Chapter 79: YOU'RE MINE

    Irwin stepped into the warm, inviting water of Dorian’s expansive bathtub with a mixture of nervous excitement and wonder. The soft steam curled around her, caressing her skin like a lover’s touch, as she gingerly sat down, excitedly. Her hands skimmed the water, trailing ripples in the bath that felt more luxurious than anything she had ever known. She closed her eyes, while allowing herself to relax for the first time in what felt like forever.This wasn’t just any bath. It was his—Dorian’s sanctuary, a place she had never imagined herself in her entire life. The air was thick with the scent of him, it was deep, woodsy, and wild, a fragrance that seemed to awaken every nerve in her body. Being here felt surreal, almost like trespassing on sacred ground.Her fingers traced the edge of the porcelain tub as her mind wandered on the past. Irwin thought of the countless moments Dorian had pulled away from her with his cold words, the icy walls he had built to keep her out. It had hurt he

    Last Updated : 2024-11-29
  • Bound By Bloodlines    Chapter 80: THE DREAM

    Kisses smacking on the lips and pleasurable moaning filled the air. Irwin felt her body melt into the moment, as her back were arching instinctively as her hands tangled in thick, silken hair. The heat of his lips traveled from her mouth to her neck, trailing fire across her skin. His hands, were firm yet gentle, as he caressed her waist before moving upward, cupping her breasts with a reverence that sent a shiver of pleasure through her.She gasped softly, her fingers clutching the sheets beneath her as his mouth found her nipples. He sucked and teased, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin, drawing out a moan that echoed around them.“Valen…” she breathed, her voice trembling with unrestrained passion.As soon as the name left her lips, the atmosphere shifted. Her eyes shot open, and she bolted upright, her breath coming in ragged gasps. She blinked rapidly, her heart pounding as she tried to ground herself.It was just a dream.The room was quiet now, save for the steady rhythm of h

    Last Updated : 2024-11-29
  • Bound By Bloodlines    Chapter 81: THE MESSENGER'S BRUISES

    The courtyard of Adolphus’s mansion basked in the golden glow of the mid-morning sunlight, the warmth of the day starkly at odds with the chill that ran through the old Alpha Adolphus veins. Adolphus paced back and forth across the cobblestone ground, his boots striking sharply against the stone. He has waited impatiently for the return of his messenger. His broad shoulders were tense, his head held high, but his gaze betrayed the storm brewing within. His eyes darted toward the horizon, scanning for any sign of movement, though the unease curling in his stomach didn’t come from what he could see but it came from what he felt.Adolphus clenched his fists, his thick fingers curling into his palms as he tried to shove the doubt from his mind. The quietness of the morning unnerved him. Not even the birds sang in the trees.Ulva had stood on the balcony overlooking the courtyard for the past hour, watching her husband with a careful eye. Her silver hair caught the sunlight like strands of

    Last Updated : 2024-11-29
  • Bound By Bloodlines    Chapter 82: ADOLPHUS WRATH

    The messenger lay unconscious in the infirmary, his shallow breaths were the only sound in the room. Adolphus was already with Ulva but he stood by the window, his broad frame casting a long shadow across the floor. His arms were crossed over his chest, and his fingers digging into his biceps as though trying to anchor himself against the storm brewing inside. His piercing gaze was fixed on the horizon, though his thoughts were far from the tranquil expanse of the woods beyond. Every labored breath of the injured hybrid was a reminder of Dorian’s defiance, and every flicker of doubt in his mind was an insult he could not stomach.Behind him, Ulva sat in a high-backed chair, her hands folded neatly in her lap, but her posture betrayed her inner turmoil. Her silver hair gleamed in the soft light filtering through the window, framing a face marked by concern and defiance. She had watched Adolphus grapple with his anger for hours now, saying nothing as he wrestled with the consequences of

    Last Updated : 2024-11-29
  • Bound By Bloodlines    Chapter 83: OLCAN'S ARRIVAL

    Adolphus remained silent, his eyes locked on Olcan for some few minutes, the old Alpha wolf was standing tall and confident at the center of the courtyard. He had known Olcan long enough to recognize the calculated gleam in his eyes, the subtle smirk curling at his lips, a kind of power play dressed as a polite inquiry. Around them, the mid-morning sun bathed the cobblestones in golden light, a deceivingly serene backdrop for the storm brewing between the two alphas.Olcan’s smirk widened, his voice cutting through the stillness. “I have come with a simple question Adolphus Alexander” he said, his tone deliberately casual, but his words carried an edge sharp enough to draw blood. “Why is it taking Dorian so long to make his mate a Luna?”Adolphus’s jaw tightened, but he didn’t speak. His silence was deliberate, it was a show of restraint, but beneath the surface, his anger churned like a restless tide.Before he could respond, Ulva stepped forward, her silver hair were catching the su

    Last Updated : 2024-11-29
  • Bound By Bloodlines    Chapter 84: BELONGING

    The soft creak of the chamber door broke the stillness, letting in the faint hum of life outside. The midday sun filtered through the sheer curtains, while casting golden patterns on the stone walls. Dorian stepped into the room, his presence were commanding as always. His sharp gaze swept the space until it landed on Irwin.Irwin stood in front of the ornate mirror, her hands gently trailing along its carved edges. Her reflection showed her dressed in a simple white gown that shimmered faintly, catching the sunlight like spun silver. But her posture betrayed her unease, her shoulders slightly hunched, and her brow furrowed in thought.“Something’s bothering you, Irwin” Dorian said, his deep voice cutting through the quiet room. He shut the door behind him ,as his tone leave no room for denial.Irwin startled slightly, her amber eyes darting to his reflection in the mirror. She forced a small smile onto her lips, but it didn’t reach her eyes. She Turned to face him fully, as she shook

    Last Updated : 2024-11-29
  • Bound By Bloodlines    Chapter 85: ROOTS OF THE SHADOWCLAW

    The courtyard buzzed with life as midday sunlight bathed the cobblestone paths in a golden hue. Birds chirped from the treetops, their melodies weaving a tranquil symphony with the rustle of leaves in the soft breeze. The scent of blooming jasmine mingled with the earthy undertones of freshly turned soil, creating an atmosphere that was both vibrant and soothing.Dorian stood at the heart of it all, his tall, commanding frame silhouetted against the sprawling greenery. His piercing blue eyes scanned the grounds, searching for her. As the Alpha of Shadowclaw, patience had never been his strong suit, but waiting for Irwin had become an indulgence he didn’t mind.A faint rustle of fabric and the sound of approaching footsteps drew his attention. When he looked up, his breath caught as Irwin came into view.She moved with a quiet grace, her emerald green gown rippling in the breeze like a living part of the landscape. Her hair, loosely braided, fell across her shoulders in a cascade of so

    Last Updated : 2024-11-29

Latest chapter

  • Bound By Bloodlines    Chapter 132: I WILL BREAK YOU DORIAN!

    The rain tapped lightly against the small, cracked windows of the cabin. Inside, the air was thick with the scent of damp wood and the faint odor of burning incense, meant to mask the staleness of the place. A fire crackled in the hearth, casting flickering shadows against the stone walls.Valen sat in a worn wooden chair, his body slumped and exhausted, his hands hanging loosely by his sides. His appearance was far from the man he once was — strong and unyielding. The battle scars on his face, his dark eyes filled with a thousand stories of pain, now reflected only the weariness of one who had been fighting for too long. His once sharp posture had given way to a slump, a man crushed by the weight of his own thoughts.A small figure approached him. It was Rania, a child no older than ten, with dark eyes that seemed far too mature for her age. Her small hands held a simple wooden cup, filled with water she had just fetched from the nearby well. She had grown up faster than any child sh

  • Bound By Bloodlines    Chapter 131: THE DAWN OF UNITY

    “This is the beginning of a new chapter for Shadowclaw,” Dorian says, his voice powerful and commanding. The wolves around him stop in their tracks, their eyes fixed on him. They hang on to every word.“We will no longer live in fear of enemies from outside or from within. We are strong, and together, we will ensure our pack’s legacy.”Dorian’s words linger in the air as if the very earth beneath them acknowledges the gravity of what he says. Irwin, standing beside him, feels a surge of pride. She grips his hand, the power of their bond pulsing through her.Irwin takes a step forward, her gaze steady and filled with conviction. “Together, we will lead this pack into an era of peace and prosperity. The future belongs to us, and it begins now.”The pack howls in agreement, a thunderous chorus that reverberates through the forest. For the first time in years, there’s no fear, no anger—only a unity that fills every wolf with pride.As the echoes of the howls fade into the distance, the at

  • Bound By Bloodlines    Chapter 130: THE HEART OF THE PACK

    Irwin stood on the balcony of the pack’s main hall, her eyes scanning the vast expanse of forest. The stillness of the night enveloped her, but inside, her heart was anything but calm. The weight of the responsibility she now carried as Luna, Dorian’s equal, and the heart of the pack, settled heavily on her shoulders.She had spent so many years running, hiding from her nature, afraid of being rejected. But now, after the battles, the heartache, and the triumphs, Irwin had come to accept her role. She was not just Dorian’s mate anymore; she was the leader of Shadowclaw, standing beside him to guide the pack into a future they would shape together.Dorian approached her from behind, his footsteps quiet but sure. As always, his presence was commanding yet comforting, the silent strength of a leader that everyone followed. He placed a hand on her shoulder, his fingers warm against her skin."How are you feeling?" he asked, his voice low, yet filled with concern.Irwin turned to face him,

  • Bound By Bloodlines    Chapter 129: THE RETURN OF PEACE

    The winds had calmed, and the ominous clouds that had once hung over Shadowclaw had dissipated. The storms, both literal and metaphorical, had passed. It was an unspoken truth among the pack: the worst was behind them. Dorian stood at the edge of the pack’s territory, his eyes scanning the horizon. The distant mountains loomed under the soft rays of the setting sun. The earth beneath his feet felt solid, the familiar scent of pine and earth grounding him in this moment of calm. But even as the peace settled in, he knew it was only the beginning of a new chapter. The scars of war were deep, both in the land and in their hearts.Beside him, Irwin stood silently. Her presence, once a source of uncertainty and raw power, was now a comforting constant. Her gaze was fixed on the horizon as well, but her thoughts seemed far away, lost in the same weight Dorian carried. It was in moments like these that words were unnecessary between them. They both knew the struggles they had faced, the bat

  • Bound By Bloodlines    Chapter 128: A BATTLE WON BUT NOT FINISHED

    The air around Dorian was thick with the scent of blood and smoke, the remnants of the brutal battle that had just taken place. The once-pristine forest floor was now a chaotic mess of broken branches, torn earth, and the shattered remnants of what had once been an unstoppable force. It was the aftermath of a battle that would mark the end of an era for the Shadow Fang pack and the beginning of a new reign for Shadowclaw. Yet, as Dorian stood over the defeated pack, the weight of what had transpired was not lost on him.His massive wolf form towered over the field, every muscle rippling with the aftermath of battle. His fur, normally sleek and dark, was matted with blood and dirt. His breathing was heavy, his chest rising and falling with each intake of air. The fight with Valen had taken everything out of him, but he had emerged victorious. He had shown Valen who was the true Alpha, the one who commanded respect, who wielded power not only through strength but through strategy, leade

  • Bound By Bloodlines    Chapter 127: IRWIN'S POWER UNLEASHED

    Irwin stood still, her breath coming in ragged gasps, her body trembling with the aftermath of the intense conflict. Her once-glowing hands now dimmed, the power she had just unleashed still surging beneath her skin, begging for release.She had done it—she had defeated Vendetta, the dark witch who had threatened to tear apart everything Irwin held dear. But the victory came at a price. Irwin could feel the energy inside her—wild and uncontrollable. It was crawling beneath her flesh like a living entity. It was her power, but it was more than she could fully comprehend. It was as if the magic inside her was a force of its own, no longer confined by the rules of the world.Her heart hammered in her chest, the weight of the battle settling over her like a cloak of exhaustion. She had felt the dark magic surge inside her during the fight with Vendetta, pushing her beyond the limits of what she thought possible. And now, she stood at the edge of the forest leaving Dorian her mate behind,

  • Bound By Bloodlines    Chapter 126: THE FALL OF THE SHADOWFANG

    The once-proud Shadow Fang pack was now crumbling under the weight of defeat. The clash of paws, the screeches of wolves, and the harsh growls of battle filled the air as warriors on both sides fought fiercely. The forest was alive with the bloodshed, but it was clear: the Shadowclaw pack had the upper hand. The Shadow Fang wolves, those who had once prided themselves on their strength and savagery, now found themselves overwhelmed by the sheer power of Shadowclaw's resolve.Cain fought valiantly, his massive wolf form crashing through the enemy lines, his claws slicing through flesh. His eyes were wild with rage, each strike fueled by the anger and desperation that surged within him. The head guard of Shadowfang snarled as cain lunged toward him, as his fangs sank into the enemy's throat with swift precision, tearing out the life force in a flash. .Elder Lucian, watching the battlefield from a distance, knew they were losing. His senses, honed from years of experience, told him eve

  • Bound By Bloodlines    Chapter 125: THE CLASHES OF FATES

    The sky above was darkening with the promise of a storm, the air heavy with tension. The sounds of battle filled the air as claws were clashing, growls reverberating, and the sickening sound of flesh tearing. Irwin stood in the center of the storm, her heart pounding in her chest as she stared across at Vendetta. The witch’s twisted grin was unsettling, a mockery of her confidence. Behind her, the remnants of the Shadow Fang pack rallied, but they were losing, their warriors broken and retreating in fear.Vendetta’s magic swirled around her like a thick, toxic fog. Dark tendrils of power lashed out, aiming to strike at Irwin, to break her down. The witch had once been a powerful adversary, a threat that seemed insurmountable. “Why are you still here, Vendetta?” Irwin’s voice rang out, steady despite the rage that burned within her. “You’ve already lost.”The witch’s eyes gleamed with malice. “Lost?” She laughed, the sound like broken glass. “I’ve won everything, girl. You think you’re

  • Bound By Bloodlines    Chapter 124: THE AWAKENING OF IRWIN

    " forget Dorian, he can't penetrate into here Valen. We need to focus on Irwin now" Vendetta said as she took a glimpse of Irwin by the corner of the room.The air was heavy in the darkened chamber, a very palpable tension suffocating the space. Chains forged of shadow and fire glimmered faintly in the dim light, binding Irwin to the stone pedestal at the center of the room. Her once-bright aura was muted, suppressed by the oppressive magic woven into the chains. Her head hung low, golden hair cascading over her face, hiding the determination brewing in her eyes.Valen stood to the side, his golden eyes gleaming with triumph as he watched her struggle. Beside him, Vendetta observed with a twisted smirk, her hands resting on the obsidian staff she wielded.“You know she’s still fighting,” Vendetta remarked, her voice dripping with amusement. “But it’s pointless. The chains are bound to her very soul. She won’t break them.”Valen tilted his head, a shadow of doubt crossing his face. “Sh

DMCA.com Protection Status