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Bound To The Fearful Alpha Derek's POV
The cold, damp air of the cavern pressed against my skin as I sat there, my chest still rising and falling in uneven breaths. My mind was still caught in the vision—or whatever the hell that had been.Diva was trembling beside me. I could feel the way her fingers clenched mine, her grip too tight, desperate.“We both saw it,” she whispered. Her voice was barely there, like if she spoke any louder, she’d break apart.I squeezed her hand, grounding both of us. “Yeah.”The memory of that red sky, the warriors, the Elder’s knowing eyes— it all clung to my mind like a dark fog.And worst of all?The truth he had spoken.You were never just a victim. You were the key all along.I turned to Diva, watching the flickering torch light reflect in her dark eyes. She looked exhausted, but beneath that, there was something new. A quiet storm building inside her.She knew something had changed.So did I.Before I could say anything, the ground beneath us shifted.A tremor, deep and unnatural.Diva g
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-12Bound To The Fearful Alpha Derek's POV
Diva held a trembling hand against her side, where the warm, spread of her own blood rested under her fingers. The pain hardly reached her.Her mind was too busy with what she saw in front of her.Ronan's lifeless body lay out on the field, his empty eyes open in shock.The burden of his death should have been a victory.It was not.Derek towered above him, chest heaving, fists clenched so tightly his knuckles reflected white. He was rigid from head to foot, as though still struggling, as though his rage had nowhere to escape.Blood oozed from his fists, filtering into the soil.Diva had never, ever seen him like this before.Not that first time, when he'd been in command with an iron fist. Not even at his worst.This was different.This was a man teetering at the edge of the cliff, staring into space, not quite sure if he was going to jump—or fall."Derek," she said, voice soft, insistent.He did not move.She took a shuddery step forward, ignoring the way her eyes crossed from loss
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-12Bound To The Fearful Alpha Jared's POV
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Huling Na-update : 2025-03-12Bound To The Fearful Alpha Ava's POV
Pain. That was the first thing she felt when she came to. Her head throbbed, her vision blurry. The scent of gasoline and blood filled the air. Rain poured down, soaking her skin, mixing with the warmth trickling down her forehead. Ava groaned, blinking rapidly to clear her vision. The car was a mangled wreck around her. Then she remembered— “Jared!” Her heart slammed against her ribs as she twisted in her seat. Jared was still beside her. His body slumped against the door, his face ashen. Ava fumbled with her seatbelt, ignoring the sharp pain in her ribs as she turned to him. She pressed her fingers against his throat, searching desperately for a pulse. Faint. Too faint. A sob caught in her throat. “Hang on,” she whispered. “Please, hang on.” The sound of a car door opening snapped her attention to the side. The second SUV had stopped. Two men climbed out. Ava’s stomach clenched. They weren’t here to help. Loyd’s men were here to finish this. Ava’s fingers wrapped
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The voice slithered through the trees, slow and mocking.Diva’s entire body went rigid, her breath catching in her throat. The air turned thick, suffocating.Derek’s grip on her waist tightened, his muscles coiling beneath her fingertips. He moved instinctively, shifting so that she was half behind him, his stance lethal, protective.A figure emerged from the darkness, stepping into the dim light of the moon.Tall. Elegant. Eyes like molten amber that glowed with eerie amusement.Alpha Ronan.Diva’s stomach clenched.His lips curved into a smirk, his gaze flicking between them with predatory interest. “Look at you,” he mused, tilting his head. “The great Alpha Valen, brought to his knees by a little she-wolf.”Derek didn’t move. Didn’t blink.But Diva could feel it—the storm brewing beneath his skin.His fingers twitched at his sides, his breathing deep and controlled.Barely.Ronan’s gaze slid to Diva. “And you,” he continued, his smirk deepening. “Still clinging to a mate bond that
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-12Bound To The Fearful Alpha Narrators POV
The ground beneath Diva felt unsteady, like the earth itself had fractured beneath her knees.Derek lay in the dirt, his body wracked with violent tremors. His breath came in short, uneven gasps, his hands clawing at his chest as if something inside him was being ripped apart.His eyes—once a stormy, familiar gray—were now black voids, endless and terrifying.“No,” Diva whispered, gripping his face between her hands. “Derek, stay with me.”He flinched at her touch. His body tensed, muscles coiling like a wounded animal caught in a trap. A raw, guttural sound tore from his throat, nothing human, nothing him.Diva’s heart pounded against her ribs, panic clawing at her insides.She shook him, desperate. “Fight it! Fight him!”But Derek only gasped, his back arching off the ground, his nails digging into the dirt. His entire body trembled with effort—resistance.And then—A dark, curling force wrapped around him, tendrils of shadow slithering up his arms, sinking into his skin.Diva felt
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The moment Diva had charged into battle, the axis of the world had been rewritten.Wind shrieked around her as Derek and Ronan battled on, their limbs bound in an undulating turmoil of raw, unholy strength.Every growl, every slash, cracked great waves of force through the atmosphere.And yet it wasn't a fight.It was warfare.Derek's muscles grew taut, his breathing consisting of hard, ragged gasps. His claws sliced through the darkness, cutting through Ronan's assaults with a venom that sent Diva's backbone shivering.But there was something wrong.Derek's movements were not his own.They were too sharp. Too calculated.Like a puppet working to a silent cue.Diva's chest constricted.The curse.It still held sway within him, pulling on his limbs, spoiling his mind.And Ronan knew it.The devilish glint in his eyes said it all.He was waiting.Waiting for the moment Derek would make a mistake.Waiting for him to break.Diva would not allow that.She jumped forward, racing heart pound
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-14Bound To The Fearful Alpha Narrators POV
Diva’s heart pounded against her ribs as she watched Derek tear into Ronan with pure, unrelenting fury.The air around them crackled with energy, the ground trembling beneath the weight of their battle.Derek was lost in it—completely consumed.His movements were brutal, precise.Every strike, every snarl, was laced with years of pent-up rage.Ronan barely had time to react before Derek’s claws slashed across his chest, sending a dark spray of blood into the air.He staggered back, gasping.But Derek didn’t stop.Didn’t hesitate.Didn’t see anything but vengeance.Diva’s breath caught in her throat.This wasn’t just about defeating Ronan.This was destruction.And if Derek kept going—If he gave in to this darkness—He wouldn’t come back from it.Panic clawed at her chest.She had to stop him.Before it was too late.She darted forward, ignoring the danger, ignoring the sharp sting of her own injuries.“Derek!” she called out, her voice desperate, pleading.He didn’t hear her.Didn’t
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