Semua Bab SINFUL BOND: MATED TO THE CRUEL ALPHA : Bab 41 - Bab 50

Chapter 41: UnleashedThe morning broke with an unnatural stillness, the air thick with a tension that seemed to seep into the bones of every pack member. The forest was eerily quiet, as if even the birds and animals could sense the impending bloodshed. Jarrel stood at the head of the pack, his eyes scanning the treeline, waiting for the first sign of movement from the enemy. Hana watched him from a short distance, her heart a mix of conflicting emotions. She had seen Jarrel in his moments of vulnerability, the side of him that cared deeply for his pack, that craves peace. But now, as he prepared for the battle, she saw the other side of him—the ruthless alpha who would stop at nothing to protect what was his.The first movement in the trees was almost imperceptible, a shadow among the leaves. Then, without warning, the enemy wolves burst from the forest, their growls echoing through the air. They were fast, much faster than Hana had anticipated, their eyes gleaming with malice and h

Chapter 43: Jarrel's Decision As dawn broke over the battered landscape, the pack began to stir, the cool morning air filled with the scent of pine and the faint traces of smoke from the remnants of the battle. The men moved with slow, pained steps, their bodies weary from the relentless conflict, yet their spirits unyielding. The wounds, both physical and emotional, were deep, but there was no time to dwell on them. The enemy was still out there, and the pack knew they couldn’t afford to let their guard down, not even for a moment. Jarrel stood at the center of the clearing, his eyes scanning the pack with a mixture of pride and sorrow. He watched as the men went about their tasks—some tending to the wounded, others reinforcing their defenses. There was a grim determination in their movements, a silent acknowledgement of the sacrifices that had been made and those that were yet to come. Every decision he had made had been to protect these wolves, to give them a chance at surv

Chapter 45: The Nightmare RealmHana awoke in a place both familiar and strange. The ground beneath her was so soft, the air around her still and warm, carrying the scent of earth and pine. It was a place she had known well, a place she had once called home. She was back in the heart of her old packs’ territory, the sunlight filtering through the canopy of trees overhead, casting a golden glow over the clearing where she stood. For a moment, Hana simply stood there, breathing in the peace that had long eluded her. The clearing was just as she remembered it—untouched by time or the ravages of war. The sounds of laughter and conversation drifted toward her, pulling her forward. She began to walk, her steps light and unhurried, as if she were afraid to break the fragile serenity of this place. As she moved through the trees, Hana’s heart swelled with a bittersweet ache. She could see her packmates gathered in the distance, their figures silhouetted against the sunlight. They were laugh

Chapter 47: A Desperate Awakening Hana jolted upright, her body drenched in cold sweat, her breath coming in ragged gasps. The nightmare had gripped her so tightly that, for a moment, she wasn’t sure where she was—whether she was still trapped in that hellish realm or if she had truly returned to the waking world. Her eyes darted around, searching for the familiar markers of reality. The coarse blanket beneath her, the dim light filtering through the cracked window, and the muffled sounds of the pack outside—all of these slowly grounded her back to where she was: a rundown cabin far from the clearing where her old life had been torn apart. She could still feel their accusing eyes on her, could still hear the venom in their voices as they condemned her for a betrayal she hadn’t fully committed. The faces of her family, her pack, and Mia lingered in her mind like a haunting echo, refusing to fade away. She pressed her hands to her face, trying to wipe away the remnants of the nightma

Chapter 49: An Unlikely AllianceJarrel’s eyes narrowed as Hana approached him, her determination evident in every step. He could see it in the way her jaw was set, the way her eyes bore into his with a fire that was both familiar and newly ignited. She wasn’t going to back down, not this time.“Hana,” he began, his voice low and stern, “you can’t come with me to the front. It’s too dangerous.”But Hana was already shaking her head before he could finish. “I’m your mate, Jarrel. I have a right to stand by your side, no matter the danger.”Her words were firm, carrying an authority that caught him off guard. He’d always known she was strong, but this was different. There was something deeper, something unyielding that resonated with him on a level he couldn’t ignore.“Hana, you’re not thinking clearly,” he argued, though there was a hint of reluctance in his tone. “You’ve just been through a lot. You need to rest, to gather your strength.”She stepped closer, her gaze unwavering. “And