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Chapter 105: Schemes in the Shadows
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SINFUL BOND: MATED TO THE CRUEL ALPHA Â Â Â Chapter 106: A Wolfâs Dilemma
Chapter 106: A Wolfâs DilemmaHanaâs senses were sharper than ever, though her body felt fragile. She lay in bed, her mind buzzing with the intensity of the vision and the raw weight of her realizationâJarrel needed her, and not just because they were bonded as mates. He was caught in a web of betrayal, scheming, and deep-rooted pain that stretched back long before their fates intertwined. The Moon Goddess had shown her all of this, and she could no longer deny her role.Still, accepting her purpose didnât mean the decision was easy. Hana slowly sat up, her muscles aching with the effort. The room was dimly lit by a single candle, casting flickering shadows against the stone walls. The world outside was quiet, but she knew that it was merely the calm before the storm. Her mind wandered back to the visionâJarrelâs tortured childhood under his ruthless father, the expectations he had failed to meet, and the constant weight of responsibility. It made her heart twist painfully for him.
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2024-10-10SINFUL BOND: MATED TO THE CRUEL ALPHA Â Â Â Chapter 107: The Rise of a Ruthless Luna
Chapter 107: The Rise of a Ruthless LunaThe council chamber was filled with a thick tension, and the weight of it settled heavily on the shoulders of every wolf present. Hana could feel the unease as soon as she walked into the room, her steps echoing against the cold stone floor. The elders sat in a semi-circle, their faces a mix of skepticism and barely concealed hostility. They hadnât expected her, and certainly not like this.Jarrel stood at the head of the room, his gaze cold and calculating. But today, he wasnât alone. Today, Hana would take her rightful place beside him. And the pack would see exactly what kind of Luna she was going to be. Hana took her place next to Jarrel without so much as a glance toward the elders, her posture straight, her chin held high. She could sense their eyes on her, some curious, others openly disdainful, but none of that mattered. They thought they could manipulate Jarrel, exploit his distraction over her. They were about to learn how mistaken t
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2024-10-11SINFUL BOND: MATED TO THE CRUEL ALPHA Â Â Â Chapter 108: Solidifying Control
Chapter 108: Solidifying ControlMagnus paced back and forth in his office, his mind whirling with doubt and uncertainty. The meeting with the elders had shaken him. Hanaâs display of power, the ruthless edge in her voice, and the sheer dominance she exuded had left him speechless. He knew she was strongâJarrel wouldnât have chosen her otherwiseâbut this was beyond what he had imagined. She wasnât just stepping into her role as Luna; she was redefining it. The pack had seen her as Jarrelâs mate, a symbol of his strength. But now? Now she was the strength. The lines between Luna and Alpha blurred in ways that unsettled Magnus. He had always been Jarrelâs right hand, his confidant, and his equal in many decisions. Yet, with Hana stepping into this new role, Magnus felt a shift. His influence over the pack seemed to slip from his grasp as hers grew stronger. There was a knock at his door, and Magnusâ heart quickened. He knew who it was before the door even creaked open.Jarrel stood in
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2024-10-11SINFUL BOND: MATED TO THE CRUEL ALPHA Â Â Â Chapter 109: The Strategy of Power
Chapter 109: The Strategy of PowerHana sat at the edge of Jarrelâs large oak desk, her eyes still smoldering from the heated display in the meeting with the Elders. She had shown them exactly who she wasâa Luna they couldnât ignore, one who wasnât afraid to step to when needed. Jarrel stood nearby, leaning back in his chair, his eyes fixed on her with a mixture of pride and admiration. âYou were incredible back there, Hana.â His voice was deep, genuine, as he studied her, his gaze tracing the curve of her jaw, the way she held herself so confidently.Hana, however, didnât look entirely pleased with the compliment. âI did what needed to be done,â she said flatly, shifting her eyes to meet his. âYouâre my mate. I couldnât just stand by and watch you get torn apart by them.âHer words were practical, but there was a flicker of something else behind themâa bond, an unspoken loyalty that deeper than duty. Jarrel sighed and looked away, his expression softening into something sadder, mor
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2024-10-12SINFUL BOND: MATED TO THE CRUEL ALPHA Â Â Â Chapter 110: The Unseen Rival
Chapter 110: The Unseen RivalThe air in the meeting room was heavy with the scent of strategy and impending decisions. Jarrel stood at the head of the table, his sleeves rolled up and two buttons at his shirt undone, exposing a glimpse of his broad, muscled chest. The room was alive with the discussion of trade routes and logistical plans for Hanaâs idea with the southern territories. Elaina, a tall raven-haired woman with piercing green eyes, sat opposite Jarrel. Her attention, however, was hardly on the charts and figures spread across the table. Her gaze lingered on himâsoft at first, but as the minutes ticked by, it turned bolder. Her eyes traced the line of his jaw, down the curve of his neck, and settled on the exposed skin beneath his undone shirt. The lust in her gaze was palpable, burning with sinful intent. She barely blinked, lost in the sight of Jarrelâs figure, while he continued to speak, oblivious to her growing hunger. Magnus, seated beside Elaina, noticed her stare
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2024-10-12SINFUL BOND: MATED TO THE CRUEL ALPHA Â Â Â Chapter 111: Caught in the Fire
Chapter 111: Caught in the Fire The room was still, the weight of the earlier tension lingering in the air. Jarrelâs eyes followed the closed door where Magnus had just left, but then his attention shifted back to Hana, who now stood leaning against the table, her expression unreadable.He stood up too, as he took a step forward, crossing his arms over his chest. âWhat was that all about?â His voice was low, not angry but curious, as if he couldnât quite believe what had just transpired.Hana didnât flinch. Her eyes remained steady, her posture confident. âI did what I had to do,â she said, her voice smooth, unbothered. âEliana needed to know her place.âJarrelâs eyebrows rose slightly. He uncrossed his arms, stepping closer to her. âAnd you thought that was necessary? To make her uncomfortable in front of everyone?âHana tilted her head, her gaze unwavering. âYes.â There was no hesitation, no apology. âShe needed to understand who you belong to now.âJarrel paused at that, his eyes
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2024-10-13SINFUL BOND: MATED TO THE CRUEL ALPHA Â Â Â Chapter 112: Concept: A Moment of Vulnerability and Intimacy
Chapter 112: Concept: A Moment of Vulnerability and IntimacyJarrel couldnât stand the tension any longer as he let Hana climb down his body. Hana could feel the heat of lust and desires bottling up in his eyes, she could sense the warmth of his gaze lingering on her. She wanted so badly to run to him and lock her lips on his for so long, to feel his touch on her body again just like their first time, but she knew she couldnât, at least she couldnât make the first move.Hana walked towards the door in a bid to leave the room, to escape the built up tension she had created herself. She stood by the door, her hand still on the knob as the soft click echoed in the room. She couldnât leave, not like this. The weight of Jarrelâs gaze sent a shiver down her spine, but she couldnât bring herself to meet his eyes just yet. Sheâd felt the rising tension between them all dayâthe unspoken words of affection, the glances that lingered too long. It was like a storm waiting to break.Jarrel leaned
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2024-10-13SINFUL BOND: MATED TO THE CRUEL ALPHA Â Â Â Chapter 113: Ecstasy
Chapter 113: EcstasyJarrelâs eyes rolled back in ecstasy as Hanaâs lips wrapped around his cock, her tongues swirling around the head as she sucked him deep. His breath hitched, a low, deep guttural groan tore from his throat, his body shuddering under the overwhelming sensation. His fingers clenched into fists, desperate for control, but his resolve was slipping away with every tantalizing flick of her tongue. âAhâĶ fââ he hissed, his voice raw, dragging out each syllable as his head fell back, muscles tensing, and a long, ragged breath escaped his parted lips. âGodâĶ donât stopâĶâ he gasped, his voice breaking, thick with pleasure, his entire body trembling as wave after wave of pleasure threatened to consume him. He groaned louder and louder with each deepthroat Hana served him, his hands fisting in her hair as he pushed himself further into her mouth. She gagged slightly, but Jarrel didnât care. He was lost in the sensation of her warm, wet mouth around him.âFâĶfuck,â Jarrel groa
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SINFUL BOND: MATED TO THE CRUEL ALPHA Â Â Â chapter 161: Epilogue II: A Legacy of Love and Power
Chapter 161: Epilogue II: A Legacy of Love and Power The forest was alive with magic. Silver moonlight bathed the clearing, casting an ethereal glow over the gathered pack members who stood in awed silence. The air hummed with energy, a perfect blend of anticipation and reverence. This was no ordinary night. This was the wedding of two Alphasâan event that would forever mark the union of strength, love, and destiny. A ceremony that was held in the borders of SeaHowl and MoonLight Packsâa symbol for a united pack. Hana stood at the edge of the ceremony circle, her heart pounding with a mix of nerves and exhilaration. Her gown, spun from silken fabric that shimmered like the night sky, flowed around her like a dream. Intricate patterns of wolves and moons were embroidered in silver thread along the hem, a tribute to her lineage and power. Her long hair was adorned with a delicate crown of woven flowers, their soft fragrance mingling with the crisp scent of the forest. She felt
SINFUL BOND: MATED TO THE CRUEL ALPHA Â Â Â Chapter 160: Epilogue: Beneath the Endless Stars
Chapter 160: Epilogue: Beneath the Endless Stars A year passed in a swift blur, and yet for Hana and Jarrel, every moment together was carefully etched in the timeless landscape of memory. Hana had taken over the role of an Alpha and they had rebuilt their lives with dedication, each morning a fresh start, and each evening a quiet promise renewed under the glow of a full moon. Now as they sat on the hill overlooking their land, the same land they had once fought to protect, they found a peace that neither had ever imagined. Hana lay nestled beside Jarrel, her head resting on his shoulder, fingers entwined with his as they looked out over the valley. The gentle hum of their pack moving about below filled the air, the sounds of laughter, chatter, and life blending into a beautiful harmony. Hanaâs heart swelled with a joy that had replaced the scars of old. âDo you ever think about how far weâve come?â she asked softly, her voice almost lost in the cool breeze that swept through
SINFUL BOND: MATED TO THE CRUEL ALPHA Â Â Â Chapter 159: A Promise and a Coronation
Chapter 159: A Promise and a Coronation Jarrel paced in his study, the anticipation swirling around him as he glanced toward the open window, where the first light of dawn hinted at a new day. His thoughts kept returning to Hana, her courage, and the path she had walked to bring the two packsâSeaHowl and Moonlightâcloser together. He could hear the distant sounds of preparation from outsideâthe servants bustling about, the echo of laughter and chatter as SeaHowl and Moonlight members mingled. Today would mark a new chapter, one where Hana would be officially named Alpha Moonlight. But there was something else, a deeply personal step heâd waited for: proposing to her, this time on her terms, out of love rather than destinyâs pull. Magnus entered quietly, holding a small, ornate box in his hand. Jarrel looked up, a mixture of anticipation and anxiety flickering across his face. âIs that it?â Jarrel asked, his voice betraying a rare nervousness. Magnus grinned and handed him the
SINFUL BOND: MATED TO THE CRUEL ALPHA Â Â Â Chapter 158: The Reunion Under the Moonlight
Chapter 158: The Reunion Under the Moonlight Jarrel stood in the castleâs open courtyard, his gaze distant as he stared up at the shimmering night sky. The moon hung full and bright above, casting a silvery glow over the garden. Beside him, Magnus stood patiently, watching his Alpha with concern. It had been months since Hana left, and while Jarrel had done his best to maintain a stoic demeanor, Magnus could see the cracks in his armor. âDonât you think itâs high time you pay a visit to Hana, itâs been three months already, Alpha Jarrel,â Magnus said, his voice barely above a whisper as he feared for Jarrelâs reaction. Since she left he had found a way to bury himself in his study, attend meetings, and discuss the progress of the pack. After all the day's facade, after putting a fake smile for the pack to see, Magnus knew he still retired to Hanaâs room at night to cry his heart out. Magnus waited for a response but didnât get one, there was silence. âMaybe you stopped thin
SINFUL BOND: MATED TO THE CRUEL ALPHA Â Â Â Chapter 157: A Moment In the Stars for Us
Chapter 157: A Moment In the Stars for Us The meadow lay bathed in the golden hues of late afternoon, the sunâs rays filtering through the towering oaks at the edge of the clearing. A soft breeze stirred the wildflowers, carrying with it the faint, sweet scent of lavender. Hana stood at the edge of the field, her breath hitching as she took in the sight before her. Jarrel stood in the center of the meadow, his back to her, the light catching in his dark hair and casting a faint glow around his tall figure. For a moment, she hesitated, her heart pounding in her chest. This was real. He was real. As if sensing her presence, Jarrel turned. His green eyes locked onto hers, and the gentle smile that spread across his face was like the breaking of dawn. Without a word, he extended his hand, an unspoken invitation. Hana stepped forward, the soft grass brushing against her bare feet. She felt her nerves melt away with each step until, at last, she reached him. She slipped her hand into h
SINFUL BOND: MATED TO THE CRUEL ALPHA Â Â Â Chapter 156: Down the Childhood Memory
Chapter 156: Down the Childhood Memory âI donât understand, uncle,â Hana replied, her voice quiet like the sounds of the water flowing by. Hana stood in silence afterwards, her uncleâs words echoing in her mind, refusing to settle. The man she was mated toâJarrelâwas her childhood friend. The revelation still struck like a cold blade to her chest, slicing through the layers of time and memory. âYouâre wrong,â Hana whispered now, her voice trembling. Her fingers dug into her palm as if anchoring herself in the present. âIt canât be him. I donât even remember his face.â Her uncle, a seasoned wolf with years of wisdom etched into his stern features, leaned forward. âYou donât remember because your parents forbade you from seeing him. They wanted to protect you fromâĶ from a bond they didnât trustâA Sinful Bond. But Jarrel never forgot you Hana. He was there that night.â âThat nightâ hung heavy in the airâunspoken but understood. The night her family was slaughtered. The night her pac
SINFUL BOND: MATED TO THE CRUEL ALPHA Â Â Â Chapter 155: The Return to Moonlight
Chapter 155: The Return to MoonlightHana took a steadying breath as she stepped into the heart of the Moonlight Packâs settlement, her hands clenching and unclenching by her sides. The familiar sights of her old home greeted herâthe pack houses, the training fields, the watchtower stretching toward the sky like a sentinel over the pack. It had been two years since sheâd last stood here, and yet very detail was as vivid as the day everything came crashing down.She had spent the previous day together with her uncle, Elder Bart. It was her uncle that opened her eyes and mind to the truth, it was her uncle that told her that her love with Jarrel was not an abomination. And now they were in the center of the pack to meet with the surviving members of the pack. It wasnât long before the pack members arrived, one by one, troops by troops. Murmurs rippled through the cries as they gathered, eyes filled with a mixture of shock, curiosity, and, to her surprise, a hint of guilt. Hanaâs return
SINFUL BOND: MATED TO THE CRUEL ALPHA Â Â Â Chapter 154: The Alphaâs Resolve
Chapter 154: The Alphaâs ResolveJarrel sat in the leather chair at the heart of his study, eyes unfocused as she stared at the stacks of papers on his desk. Heâd been here for hours, long before the afternoon sun had even considered taking over the sky. The heavy silence of his study felt oppressive, as if each dark corner of the room held fragments of his thoughts, and all of them pointed back to her. He clenched his jaw, forcing himself to look away from the window where, barely a day ago, heâd watched Hana leave. With a sharp intake of breath, Jarrel shuffled a pile of documents closer. Pack alliances, supply chain logistics, wolves deployment schedulesâhis duties were endless, enough to drown any other man in work, but Jarrel found no solace in them. The tasks felt hollow, devoid of meaning, as if every line, every number was merely an echo in his empty heart. His gaze drifted up, flickering to the intricately carved bird flute resting on the far side of the room. He hadnât dar
SINFUL BOND: MATED TO THE CRUEL ALPHA Â Â Â Chapter 153: Return to the Forgotten
Chapter 153: Return to the Forgotten Hana took a slow, tentative step into the heart of Moonlight territory. She felt as though she was stepping into place suspended in time, untouched by the years sheâd been away. A familiar ache bloomed in her chest as her eyes traced over the trees, the old buildings, each stone and patch of earth seeming to carry the echoes of her past. A gentle breeze rustled through the branches, carrying the scent of pine and damp earth. Memories rushed to her like waves crashing against the shore, each one louder and clearer than the last. She could see herself, a younger version, running barefoot down the worn paths, laughing as her mother chased her, her fatherâs warm smile waiting as she stumbled into his arms. Hanaâs breath hitched, her vision blurring as the weight of those memories pressed down on her, heavier than sheâd expected. It had been two yearsâtwo years since sheâd seen this place, her home. Yet, standing here now, it felt like she had never
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