All Chapters of Bound to the Demon Wolf: Chapter 11 - Chapter 17

~Carmine~Watching her squirm was intoxicating.Melody stood before me, trembling like a fragile little bird caught in the jaws of a predator, knowing full well there was no escape. It was amusing how she still had that flicker of defiance in her eyes, though. It wouldn’t last long—I’d break that soon enough.Humans were pathetic, really. Weak, brittle things that shattered under pressure. She was no different, despite her brief brush with our world. The wolf inside her had been her only shield, and now, without it, she was just human—just prey.I could hear her heart pounding, rapid and uneven, the sound sweet against the silence that surrounded us. She was trying so hard to keep herself together, to stand firm in front of me, but I saw right through her. The cracks were already showing. She was barely holding on.Good.The thrill of control coursed through me, settling deep in my chest. Her fear—her weakness—made it all the more satisfying. I hadn’t even touched her yet, and she wa

~Carmine~The moment Melody stepped into the room, every single eye turned to her. The room, which had been filled with the low murmur of conversation, grew silent in an instant. She was hard to miss. She wore the designer dress like she’d been born to wear it, her long dark hair cascading in soft waves over her shoulders, almost like black silk against her skin. Her eyes—those dark, expressive eyes—were downcast, but I could tell they held immense fear, one she tried desperately to hide behind a mask of calm. She looked...striking. Beautiful, even. Not that I cared for the sentiment. Beauty was a distraction, and distractions were a liability. Still, I couldn’t deny that her presence stirred something in the room. Every Alpha, every single one of them, had their eyes glued to her, and I could sense their curiosity—and hunger.Then Santos leaned in, his usual playful smirk in place as he whispered something in her ear. His lips barely moved, but whatever it was caused her to stiffen

~Mel~My paws pounded against the earth as I tore across the land, the heavy thudding of my feet echoing in the vast emptiness around me. I fought against the tight knot of confusion in my chest, the foreign feeling gnawing at my control, trying to settle into something that resembled... regret? No. That wasn’t it. I wasn’t capable of regret.What the hell had stopped me?The memory hit me again, like a slap to the face. The moment I’d pushed into her, I’d felt it—her body recoiling, trying to force me out. The pain was evident, her fear intoxicating. Normally, I thrived on that. I took what was mine, her pain meant nothing to me, but the way her body had reacted—my wolf had kicked against it. Refused to keep going.I growled low, picking up speed, the frustration building with each stride. The more I tried to shake off the feeling, the more it rooted itself into me, spreading like a wildfire I couldn’t control. It wasn’t pity. I didn’t pity her. It couldn’t be that. I wouldn’t allow