All Chapters of SINFUL BOND: MATED TO THE CRUEL ALPHA : Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Chapter 121: New Allies, New RisksThe morning sun filtered through the high windows of the meeting room, casting a golden hue across the table where both the SeaHowl pack leaders and the Human delegation sat. This was a pivotal moment. The room buzzed with an underlying tension, not just because of the unusual alliance forming between werewolves and humans, but because of the sheer magnitude of what was at stake. Jarrel stood at the head of the table, his presence unyielding as he addressed the group. Dressed in a sleek dark suit that contracted sharply with his usual casual warrior attire representing his pack and his origin, he cut the figure of a leader who commanded attention. Beside him, Hana sat quietly, her eyes sharp as she surveyed the room, but the alpha’s firm stance was unmistakable. This was his moment to prove that he could not only lead in battle but also in matters of trade and diplomacy.“I’ll cut straight to the point,” Jarrel began, his deep voice echoing through

Chapter 123: Whispered SabotageThe air in the pack house felt thick with tension. Jarrel paced in front of the long table, the morning light casting sharp shadows across his face as he tried to make sense of the new information Magnus had just shared. Kellan’s agreement to ally with the SeaHowl pack was a significant victory, but there was an undercurrent of unease that Jarrel couldn’t ignore. It’s been one month since the deal with the humans kicked off and the rest of the southern pack had been doing well, apart from the SeaHowl, the brain box of the entire model.Magnus stood at attention by the door, his expression unreadable. “Alpha, there’s been word of sabotage. Some of our key resources for the agricultural project—seeds, soil shipments, and even the irrigation system—have either gone missing or been tampered with.”Jarrel’s jaw clenched as he processed the news. “The Council?”Magnus nodded grimly. “It’s likely. The timing is too perfect to be a coincidence. They may have fa

Chapter 125: A New DawnThe golden days of the morning sun stretched across the sprawling fields of the SeaHowl pack’s lands, illuminating the once-barren soil that now termed with life. The crops had taken root, and the farming techniques they had adopted from the humans had transformed the landscape. Where once there had been famine, there was now the promise of a bountiful harvest.,Hana stood at the edge of the fields, taking in the sight. It was almost surreal to see how quickly things had changed. She glanced over her shoulder as Jarrel approached, his expression one of quiet satisfaction, “They said it couldn’t be done,” he remarked, stopping beside her. “The Elders thought they had us cornered.”Hana smiled, a rare sense of accomplishment settling in her chest. “They underestimated what we’re capable of—what we can to when we’re not fighting alone.”The agricultural project had been a success, beyond even their own expectations. By partnering with the humans, SeaHowl had not

Chapter 127: The Invitation The morning sun filtered through the thick curtains, casting faint golden streaks across the room. Hana sat at the edge of the bed, her hands clasped tightly in her lap, her gaze fixed on the floor. The room felt too quiet, too heavy with the weight of her thoughts. For days now, she had felt lost—drifting between the present and the haunting shadows of her past. The nightmare of her parents, their faces twisted with blame and betrayal, had been replaying in her mind over and over. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw them—bloody, accusing, their voices echoing in her head. They were right, weren’t they? She had saved Jarrel’s pack, the southern territories, but her own… her own pack was gone. Left in ruins. Dead. And the survivors? They wanted nothing to do with her. They despised her for standing by Jarrel’s side, for aiding the very man whose pack had destroyed theirs.A soft knock sounded at the door, pulling Hana from her dark thoughts. She didn’

Chapter 129: Shadoes in the lightThe grand hall was filled with a hum of voices, laughter, and the clinking of glasses as the southern Alphas mingled amongst themselves. The event was grander than any Hana had anticipated, with glittering chandeliers casting a soft golden glow over the sea of high-ranking wolves and their elegantly dressed companions. Tables adorned with luxurious fabrics and lavish floral arrangements filled the room, adding to the opulence of the celebration. This was a night of alliances, successes, and power. Hana walked beside Jarrel, her arm linked with his, her midnight-blue gown flowing gracefully with every step she took. The soft silk carassed her skin, and the high slit revealed just enough of her leg to draw more than a few appreciative stares from the room’s occupants. Jarrel’s gaze never left her, his protective yet possessive nature showing in the subtle grip of his hand on her lower back. As they entered the center of the hall, the heads of several