All Chapters of Bound to the Beast: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

TessaI stood on the balcony of my bedroom, and my eyes scanned the courtyard below. In the distance, I could see Tristan rallying his soldiers. His gaze was fixed on a map laid out before him, and his voice carried authority as he spoke of the mission to find Fiona. I knew I couldn’t let him succeed in this endeavor, not if I wanted Fiona dead.I knew if Tristan found Fiona, there would be nothing I could do to her anymore. I could see in Tristan’s eyes how he felt for Fiona and his regret for treating her the way he'd done in the past, I knew if he found her, he would protect her this time, and I couldn’t let that happen.With my heart pounding in my chest, I retreated from the balcony, the weight of a daring plan forming in my mind. I needed to act swiftly and decisively if I were to stay one step ahead of Tristan. I had loyal soldiers within his troop, men who shared my concerns about Fiona’s fate. They were my secret allies, my ticket to ensuring Fiona’s safety.I called for a me

As darkness surrounded the castle, I knew it was time to set my secret plan into motion. Tristan and his troops had returned to from their search for Fiona, and my loyal soldier, a trusted confidant, was the key to my hidden agenda.This soldier, whose loyalty to me ran deeper than his allegiance to Tristan, had agreed to venture ahead of the troop and find Fiona before Tristan could, giving me the upper hand. But time was of the essence, and I needed to know the progress of my plot.I summoned Kira, one of my maids, a quiet and cunning girl who could slip through the shadows unnoticed. I handed her a sealed message, my words carefully chosen to avoid suspicion. “Take this to the loyal soldier in Tristan’s troop,” I instructed, my voice hushed. “Tell him to meet me at the secluded grove at midnight. Make sure Tristan suspects nothing.”Kira nodded, her wide eyes reflecting the dim candlelight. “I’ll go at once, Mistress Tessa,” she whispered, and with that, she disappeared into the ni

FionaIt had now been a few months since my escape from Tristan’s pack, and life had taken a surprising turn. I found myself in a cozy little apartment, nestled deep in a small town, and far away from Tristan’s reach. The surroundings were far from the chaos of Tristan’s pack. I had finally settled into this new life, and it felt great. I’d found a charming garden too to take in natural air, and slowly but surely, I’d settled into my new life. It was as if I’d stepped into a different world, one where I could finally breathe freely, away from the complications of my past.My pregnancy had progressed, and I was now nine months in, the due date looming like a cloud. Despite the constant reminder of Tristan through the mate bond, I had surprisingly little else to worry about. It was now seven months since my daring escape, and each passing day, I felt myself forgetting about Tristan little by little.I sat by my window, my round belly protruding, the late afternoon sun reflecting its lig

TristanI had been on Fiona’s trail for months, tirelessly searching for her in every corner of the country. She had vanished without a trace, leaving behind a trail of unanswered questions and a broken heart. It had been a relentless pursuit, but I was determined to find her, no matter the cost.As the days turned into weeks and the weeks into months, my leads had been scarce, like trying to catch smoke with my bare hands. But finally, after what felt like an eternity of chasing dead ends, I had some breakthrough.Inside an old bar in a quiet town held rumors to Fiona’s whereabouts. I had been sitting at the dim corner for hours, nursing a strong beer, waiting for the informer I had paid generously to show up. I didn’t know what had become of Fiona since she disappeared, but I had to find out.The door swung open, and a disheveled man in his fifties stumbled in, scanning the room nervously. He spotted me, made his way over, and slurred, “You Tristan, right?”I nodded, my impatience g

Fiona As Tristan and Tessa’s men stormed my place, chaos erupted in the room. The clatter of shattered glass and shouting voices filled the air. I had anticipated this moment for weeks, fearing the worst. Tessa's men, driven by their relentless loyalty to their leader, were here to abduct me, while Tristan’s men had come to rescue me. Caught in the middle, I couldn’t help but feel a surge of emotions.Amidst the commotion, I spotted Tristan’s rugged figure emerging from the corner, his determined eyes locking onto mine. A tumultuous mix of relief and anger washed over me. It was hard to forget everything he had put me through, the lies and betrayals that had torn us apart. But as Tessa’s menacing henchman closed in, Tristan’s presence felt like a lifeline.“Fiona!” Tristan’s voice cut through the bedlam, his tone urgent. “Stay down!”I complied, crouching behind a toppled coffee table as the room became a battleground. Gunshots echoed, mingling with Tessa’s menacing laughter. She rev