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Bound To My Protector Mate The Council’s Verdict
Summoned for JudgmentThe summons arrived at dawn.A sealed letter, crisp parchment bearing the official insignia of the supernatural council, was placed in Rigel’s hands. He had barely left Daniel’s side all night, standing watch as if willing his presence alone to keep the darkness at bay.But it wasn’t just Daniel he needed to protect anymore.The council had learned what happened—how close Daniel had come to being fully consumed, how his eyes had turned black, how the ancient evil’s voice still whispered in his mind.They wanted to pass judgment.“We don’t have to go,” Rigel said, voice tight as he held the letter out to Daniel. “They don’t get to decide your fate.”Daniel took it carefully, running his fingers over the wax seal before breaking it open. He already knew what it would say. He had seen this coming.“They already have,” he murmured.Rigel’s hands curled into fists.The Trial BeginsThe council chamber was as cold and unforgiving as Daniel remembered.The high domed ce
Last Updated : 2025-02-03Bound To My Protector Mate A Fractured Bond
The council chamber still lingered in Daniel’s mind—the cold stares, the quiet murmur of judgment, the unshakable truth that his life was no longer his own.They had given him a chance, but it wasn’t mercy.It was a countdown.If he so much as slipped, if he gave them any reason to doubt him, they would end him.And Rigel knew it.That was why, as soon as they left the council’s domain, Rigel hadn’t let him out of his sight.Not once.Daniel could feel it—the constant watchfulness, the way Rigel’s hand would hover slightly whenever Daniel moved too fast, the tension that crackled in the air like a storm waiting to break.At first, Daniel tried to ignore it.Tried to pretend that maybe, if he just acted normal, Rigel would stop looking at him like he was one breath away from falling apart.But it was always there. The fear.Not of Daniel.For him.And somehow, that made it even worse.The Breaking Point“I’m not going to let them take you.”The words came out of nowhere—Rigel standing
Last Updated : 2025-02-04Bound To My Protector Mate A Forbidden Ritual
Rigel never thought he would come back here.The cavern was exactly as he remembered—cold, damp, and reeking of death. The walls pulsed faintly with an unnatural energy, the glow of bioluminescent fungi casting eerie green shadows along the jagged stone.Every instinct in him screamed to turn back.But he couldn’t.Not when Daniel’s life was at stake.Not when the ancient evil’s whispers were growing stronger.And definitely not when the council was already preparing his execution.Rigel clenched his fists and stepped deeper into the cavern.The further he walked, the heavier the air became. The weight of old, dangerous magic pressed down on him like an unseen force.Then, a voice.Low. Amused. Waiting.“You must be desperate if you’ve come to me, boy.”A Deal with the DevilRigel turned toward the shadows, pulse quickening.From the darkness, a figure stepped forward—a tall, skeletal man draped in decayed robes, his skin paper-thin and stretched too tight over his bones. His eyes, ho
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The silence was worse than the screaming.Rigel’s heartbeat thundered in his ears, drowning out every other sound except the unnatural hum in the air. His fingers trembled as he reached toward Daniel, but something inside him screamed don’t.Daniel wasn’t standing anymore—he was floating.His body hovered several inches above the stone temple floor, arms limp at his sides, head tilted slightly upward as if something was pulling him from above.But that wasn’t the worst part.His eyes.They were glowing—but not with the familiar eerie silver of his magic.Not with the dark, insidious blackness of the ancient evil that had once claimed him.This light was different.Strange.Unrecognizable.It wasn’t just a color—it was an absence of one.Like looking into the space between stars. Endless. Hollow. Hungry.The air rippled, and the entire temple groaned, as though reality itself was struggling to contain whatever was waking inside Daniel.“Daniel.” Rigel’s voice was barely above a whisper
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Bound To My Protector Mate The Unnamed One
Whispers of FearThe world felt wrong.Something had shifted—something irreversible.The moment the temple fell into darkness, the supernatural world knew.Across realms, in the deepest corners of the world where shadows whispered secrets, the air changed.Something new had awakened.Or rather—something very, very old.The council was the first to sense it.The moment Daniel disappeared, the High Seers’ sacred flames went out.The oldest vampires found their blood turning cold.The fae felt the balance of magic shift.Even the rogue leader, miles away, staggered, clutching his chest as the dark power he had once served was drowned out by something much greater.Something he didn’t recognize.For the first time in centuries, the supernatural world was unified—not by alliances, not by treaties, but by a singular, overwhelming terror.Daniel was gone.And something else was in his place.Rigel’s Desperation“Bring him back!”Rigel’s voice was raw, hoarse from shouting.He was still kneel
Bound To My Protector Mate A Second Entity
The silence was worse than the screaming.Rigel’s heartbeat thundered in his ears, drowning out every other sound except the unnatural hum in the air. His fingers trembled as he reached toward Daniel, but something inside him screamed don’t.Daniel wasn’t standing anymore—he was floating.His body hovered several inches above the stone temple floor, arms limp at his sides, head tilted slightly upward as if something was pulling him from above.But that wasn’t the worst part.His eyes.They were glowing—but not with the familiar eerie silver of his magic.Not with the dark, insidious blackness of the ancient evil that had once claimed him.This light was different.Strange.Unrecognizable.It wasn’t just a color—it was an absence of one.Like looking into the space between stars. Endless. Hollow. Hungry.The air rippled, and the entire temple groaned, as though reality itself was struggling to contain whatever was waking inside Daniel.“Daniel.” Rigel’s voice was barely above a whisper
Bound To My Protector Mate A Forbidden Ritual
Rigel never thought he would come back here.The cavern was exactly as he remembered—cold, damp, and reeking of death. The walls pulsed faintly with an unnatural energy, the glow of bioluminescent fungi casting eerie green shadows along the jagged stone.Every instinct in him screamed to turn back.But he couldn’t.Not when Daniel’s life was at stake.Not when the ancient evil’s whispers were growing stronger.And definitely not when the council was already preparing his execution.Rigel clenched his fists and stepped deeper into the cavern.The further he walked, the heavier the air became. The weight of old, dangerous magic pressed down on him like an unseen force.Then, a voice.Low. Amused. Waiting.“You must be desperate if you’ve come to me, boy.”A Deal with the DevilRigel turned toward the shadows, pulse quickening.From the darkness, a figure stepped forward—a tall, skeletal man draped in decayed robes, his skin paper-thin and stretched too tight over his bones. His eyes, ho
Bound To My Protector Mate A Fractured Bond
The council chamber still lingered in Daniel’s mind—the cold stares, the quiet murmur of judgment, the unshakable truth that his life was no longer his own.They had given him a chance, but it wasn’t mercy.It was a countdown.If he so much as slipped, if he gave them any reason to doubt him, they would end him.And Rigel knew it.That was why, as soon as they left the council’s domain, Rigel hadn’t let him out of his sight.Not once.Daniel could feel it—the constant watchfulness, the way Rigel’s hand would hover slightly whenever Daniel moved too fast, the tension that crackled in the air like a storm waiting to break.At first, Daniel tried to ignore it.Tried to pretend that maybe, if he just acted normal, Rigel would stop looking at him like he was one breath away from falling apart.But it was always there. The fear.Not of Daniel.For him.And somehow, that made it even worse.The Breaking Point“I’m not going to let them take you.”The words came out of nowhere—Rigel standing
Bound To My Protector Mate The Council’s Verdict
Summoned for JudgmentThe summons arrived at dawn.A sealed letter, crisp parchment bearing the official insignia of the supernatural council, was placed in Rigel’s hands. He had barely left Daniel’s side all night, standing watch as if willing his presence alone to keep the darkness at bay.But it wasn’t just Daniel he needed to protect anymore.The council had learned what happened—how close Daniel had come to being fully consumed, how his eyes had turned black, how the ancient evil’s voice still whispered in his mind.They wanted to pass judgment.“We don’t have to go,” Rigel said, voice tight as he held the letter out to Daniel. “They don’t get to decide your fate.”Daniel took it carefully, running his fingers over the wax seal before breaking it open. He already knew what it would say. He had seen this coming.“They already have,” he murmured.Rigel’s hands curled into fists.The Trial BeginsThe council chamber was as cold and unforgiving as Daniel remembered.The high domed ce
Bound To My Protector Mate Unfinished Business
The First BreathDaniel’s lungs burned as he gasped awake.For a moment, all he knew was the crushing weight in his chest, the cold sweat clinging to his skin, and the sharp, disorienting ache in his bones. His fingers curled instinctively against the fabric beneath him—soft, familiar. A bed. He was alive.His heart pounded erratically as he tried to piece together what had happened. The last thing he remembered was… darkness. Endless, suffocating darkness.Then—Rigel.He turned his head sharply, his pulse stabilizing the moment his eyes landed on him.Rigel sat beside the bed, arms crossed, looking like he hadn’t slept in days. His jaw was tight, his silver eyes scanning Daniel’s face with a mix of relief and unspoken fear.“You’re awake,” Rigel said, his voice rough but laced with something vulnerable.Daniel swallowed, his throat dry. “What… what happened?”Rigel let out a slow breath, rubbing a hand over his face. “You almost died,” he muttered. “Again.”The weight of those words
Bound To My Protector Mate Goal of the protector
The night air is thick with tension, a suffocating weight pressing against my chest. The rogue leader stands before us, a satisfied smirk curling on his lips, watching me like a wolf sizing up its prey. “If you want power, Daniel, you’ll have to prove you’re strong enough to wield it.” His voice slithers into my ears, cold and taunting. The moment the words leave his mouth, the ground trembles beneath us. A pulse of energy ripples through the air, sharp and electric, sending a shiver down my spine. And then—they appear. Figures materialize from the darkness, stepping forward with an eerie grace. Their eyes gleam with unnatural hunger, bodies shifting in the dim light. Supernatural assassins. I count five. Five highly trained killers, each radiating lethal intent. They move in perfect synchronization, their forms blending into the shadows like they belong to them. Rigel tenses beside me, his hand twitching toward his blade. “This is a trap,” he snarls. The rogue leader
Bound To My Protector Mate Tick the goal
The chaos of the rogue leader’s ritual had begun to seep into every corner of the battlefield. The ground trembled with unnatural energy, and the air carried an acrid bitterness that burned the lungs with each breath. Shadows writhed and danced around us, making it nearly impossible to see beyond a few feet. Despite the danger pressing in from all sides, our group pushed forward, desperate to stop the rogue leader before the ritual could reach its devastating conclusion. We moved in unison, a makeshift family forged by necessity and strengthened through trials. But as we pressed closer to the heart of the ritual site, something began to feel… wrong. Rigel walked ahead of me, his protective presence as steady as always, but I could feel his tension radiating like a storm barely contained. Selene flanked us on the right, her sharp eyes scanning for traps, while Thorne, one of our most trusted allies, covered our left. His skill in battle had saved us more than once, and his steady co
Bound To My Protector Mate Loner stride
The night air is thick with tension, a suffocating weight pressing against my chest. The rogue leader stands before us, a satisfied smirk curling on his lips, watching me like a wolf sizing up its prey. “If you want power, Daniel, you’ll have to prove you’re strong enough to wield it.” His voice slithers into my ears, cold and taunting. The moment the words leave his mouth, the ground trembles beneath us. A pulse of energy ripples through the air, sharp and electric, sending a shiver down my spine. And then—they appear. Figures materialize from the darkness, stepping forward with an eerie grace. Their eyes gleam with unnatural hunger, bodies shifting in the dim light. Supernatural assassins. I count five. Five highly trained killers, each radiating lethal intent. They move in perfect synchronization, their forms blending into the shadows like they belong to them. Rigel tenses beside me, his hand twitching toward his blade. “This is a trap,” he snarls. The rogue leader chuckles
