All Chapters of Bound to the Beast: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

FionaI lay in my room, anxiety gnawing at my insides as I waited for the inevitable. Tristan continued to visit my room every night in the next few days, his intentions clear as day. He longed for me sexually, and I dreaded what came next.Every day, it was always the same. He came in, said nothing much, and just touched my body with his hard hands without much announcement, my firm breasts his favorite organ in my body. I still feel pains from the way he grabs my breasts. He then pushes me to the bed and mounts me roughly. This was the routine every single day. It was painful, the last few days felt like hell to me. How I had imagined being with him before was nothing close to what became my reality.Tonight, there was something different about Tristan’s approach. He entered quietly, the creaking floorboards betraying his presence. I felt his fingers, gentle like a whisper, brush my hair from my face. His eyes bore into mine, a deep, penetrating gaze that sent shivers down my spine.

TristanI stumbled down the dark corridor, my unsteady footsteps echoing softly off the stone walls. The flickering torches lining the hallway seemed to sway with my unsteady gait. I’d spent the evening drowning my sorrows with Jace, who had, surprisingly, turned out to be even more drunk than me.The night at the tavern had begun as an attempt to escape the relentless thoughts that haunted my mind, but it had spiraled into a drama-filled ordeal that left me as the reluctant voice of reason, pulling Jace away from further chaos.As I finally reached my own chamber, I let out a sigh of relief. The last thing I needed was to face Tessa, in my current state. I knew she wouldn’t be pleased with me coming home so late and in such a condition. And there was the earlier matter to consider.Entering the room, I closed the door quietly behind me. The room was dark, save for the glow of moonlight streaming in through the window. Tessa was nowhere to be seen, which was a blessing in my present c

Three days had passed since Hailey and I had taken that pregnancy test, which had shown a negative result. But something within me just didn’t feel right. My body was giving me more signs, signs I couldn’t ignore any longer. I lay in my room, the clock on the wall ticked away the minutes of the night. The moonlight filtered through the window, making me feel almost completely strong and restored. Before now, I still felt the pains and sores all over my body from my last encounter with Tristan, but surprisingly I felt normal now. I felt a sense of urgency, a desperation to confirm what my instincts were telling me. Hailey had been my rock through this ordeal, my dearest friend who’d stood by my side when no one else would. I knew Hailey would understand, so I sent her a message asking her to come to my room tonight. With the guards and servants fast asleep, this was our only chance to do what we needed without anyone finding out. A soft knock on my bedroom door signaled Hailey’s arr

TristanAfter days of contemplating my situation without finding a solution, I lay on my bed this morning, tormented by the revelation that had rocked my world. Fiona, the gorgeous but pathetic servant, and my breeder was my mate. How could this be? I hadn’t dared to visit her room or summon her to mine since that fateful day when the truth had slapped me in the face.I couldn’t bear to look at her, not after all the terrible things I had done to her. My mind raced with thoughts of how to manage this situation. The weight of guilt pressed down on me like an anchor dragging me to the depths of despair.After what felt like an eternity of inner turmoil, I decided to seek counsel from Tessa, forgetting how mad she was about the whole thing. She had been by my side for years, and even though she has been unable to give me an heir, I still trusted her. Surely she would understand. I called for one of her servants to summon her.When Tessa entered the room, her eyes flashed with anger. “Wha

TessaI entered Tristan’s bedroom, a sense of unease gnawing at me. Tristan was inside the room, his gaze fixed on the floor, lost in thought. His normally stern expression had softened considerably since that confrontation with Fiona earlier. She had slapped him, and I had watched in shock as she stormed out of his room.He sat on the edge of the bed, his face a mix of confusion and remorse, still stinging from the slap Fiona had delivered moments ago. I had never seen him so subdued before. In the past, he would have exploded in anger, but now he just sat there in silence, lost in his thoughts.I couldn’t help but feel a pang of jealousy, though I tried my best to keep it hidden. Fiona had been living with us for a few months now, first helping with household chores like all the other servants, until Tristan had decided he wanted her in his bed to become his breeder since I couldn’t give him an heir.Fiona had become a constant presence in our lives, and I couldn’t ignore the growin