All Chapters of SINFUL BOND: MATED TO THE CRUEL ALPHA : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Chapter 81: Brothers BondMagnus took a deep breath, trying to calm the flurry of emotions churning inside him. The maids stood before him, eyes wide with curiosity and nervousness as they waited for him to speak. He knew they were anxious to know where Hana was, their earlier panic still evident in their faces.“What did the Alpha say, sir?” One of the maids asked, her voice barely above a whisper as her hands trembled in fear. They all know who Jarrel was and how protective he was of Hana, they know he would have their heads if he found out that Hana was gone and they were not ready to die for their Luna getting a cold feet. “She’s fine,” Magnus said, his voice steady despite the storm inside him. “The Luna is with the Alpha. You have nothing to worry about.”The maids exchanged glances, a collective sigh of relief escaping them. But Magnus could see the curiosity sparkling in her eyes, the way their shoulders relaxed but their tongues seemed ready to wag. Their worried faces seem

Chapter 83: Viable BondThe soft morning light continued to filter through the curtains, casting a warm glow on the two lovers as they stayed still in their embrace. After what felt like an eternity, Jarrel disengaged from the hug, his eyes lingering on her face, tracing the delicate contours that made her look even more ethereal. Her hair flowed like a halo down her shoulders, her cheeks still held the faintest blush from the events of the night before. His heart clenched with a mixture of love and vial guilt. How had he, a man forged in darkness and violence, been blessed with someone as pure and resilient as Hana? His wolf stirred within him, a naughty thought humming with newfound intensity.“How about we go for another ride,” his wolf murmured. “She looks so hot to ignore.”“Too hot for someone like us you know,” Jarrel agreed silently, his eyes softening as he watched her squint her eyes playfully. “Let’s not blow our chance by being a little bit pushy.”“Are you okay?” Hana as

Chapter 85: The Burden of Truth Jarrel stood by the bed, his gaze lingering on Hana’s peaceful face. She was still half-asleep from her noon nap, her eyes fluttering open just long enough to meet his eyes, her breathing even and calm. But despite her peaceful appearance, he knew there was a storm brewing inside her—a storm they had both been avoiding for far too long. The question of why she had run, why she had left him, hung heavily between them. It had always been there, like a shadow, following every touch, every glance, but never spoken aloud. He watched her for a moment longer, his heart tightening at the thought of what he had to do. They couldn’t avoid it forever. Slowly, carefully, he sat up and brushed a strand of hair from her face. She stirred slightly, her eyes fluttering open, and when her gaze met his, there was a flicker of something—fear, guilt, maybe both. “Hana,” Jarrel began, his voice gentle but firm. “We’ve been avoiding this for too long. We can’t keep preten

Chapter 87: A Meeting of TempersJarrel stormed through the halls of the pack’s headquarters, his fists clenched at his sides as Magnus followed a few steps behind him. He was done with the tears and vulnerabilities of his situation with Hana, at least to the extent of showing it off to Magnus. What he needed was to put himself back together, bring back that stoic spirit and face this meeting with the elders head on. The echo of their footsteps bounced off the stone walls, but the usual reverence Jarrel felt for this place, where the weight of leadership often settled on his shoulders, was drowned out by the rage boiling inside him. Every step he too felt heavier, like each was pulling him deeper into a pit of anger and frustration that he was quickly losing control over. The thought of leaving Hana alone with her pain after everything she had confessed still twisted his gut. And now, he was forced to sit through another grueling meeting with the elders—elders who had only ever kno

Chapter 89: Broken Hearts The following hours, the silence in Jarrel’s office was thick, suffocating. The air felt heavy, the kind of quiet that clung to the edges of his thoughts, making his mind spiral back to the pain of the hours before. His heart still ached from Hana’s words. Her tears, the raw emotion she had poured out, haunted him, digging into him deeper than any blade ever could. He was supposed to be her protector, her Alpha, yet all he had done was wound her. The guilt, the burning in his chest, was relentless. And what was worse, he knew he deserved every bit of it. Hana had confessed everything. She had revealed the anguish he had caused her, the pain that he had never fully acknowledged until it had come crashing down on him last night. He was the monster in her story, the one who had crushed everything she had known and loved, and left her to suffer in the aftermath. And no matter how much he tried to justify his actions, he couldn’t take back what had already b