All Chapters of Bound To My Sister's Husband: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Diana I lay in bed, pretending to be too weak to even turn my head. The pack doctor stood beside me as he checked my pulse.“Did you eat anything unusual?”I opened my eyes weakly, letting my lashes flutter like a faint breeze had disturbed them. “No, I’ve just been feeling nauseous, but there’s no pain,” I whispered, ensuring my voice wavered like I was barely holding on.He nodded, scribbling something in his notebook before placing a cool hand on my forehead. “You’re warm, but not feverish. I’ll give you something to stabilize your vitals. It’s likely exhaustion or perhaps mild food poisoning. You need rest.”I nodded faintly, letting my head fall to the side. He pulled out a vial and poured a dose of a thick, minty liquid into a spoon. He held it to my lips. I took it reluctantly, coughing weakly to add to the performance.“You’ll sleep this off. If you need anything, call me immediately.” He touched my forehead once more, gave a reassuring smile, and left.As soon as the door cl

Diana Sitting on the edge of the bed, my hands cradled my head as a storm of thoughts tore through my mind. Telling Asher the truth felt like standing on the edge of a cliff, unsure if the leap would bring salvation or destruction. My heart pounded as I played out the scenarios, each more deadly than the last.In one vision, I knelt before him, tears streaming down my face as I confessed everything—the lies, the betrayal, and the truth about who I was. Asher’s face hardened into stone as my words landed like blows. His jaw clenched, and his eyes turned cold and unforgiving. He called for his guards and escorted me out of the castle, banished to live the rest of my life in disgrace.Another possibility flashed through my mind, darker than the first. His temper would erupt in a torrent of Lycan fury. I could see him as a judge and executioner who would demand my head for deceiving the king of the Lycans. I imagined him standing tall, cold, and merciless as our bond disintegrated into n

Diana The Harvest Thanksgiving Festival was in full swing. The open field was alive with movement, encircled by forests and lit by the glow of a bonfire at its center. Wooden tables groaned under the weight of seasonal offerings pumpkins, apples, and freshly baked bread—while children’s laughter rang out as they raced through a hay bale maze. Lanterns swayed gently from branches, casting light across the pack gathered in their finest.I sat with Josh on my lap. His hand was sticky from the honeyed cake he devoured. My heart raced with the weight of Eddie's evil plan, but I kept calm, focusing instead on Josh as he fed me a crumb.The scent of venison and spiced cider mingled with the crispness of the autumn air. I glanced up and spotted Lisa in the distance. She didn't seem like the subdued, broken woman I had seen before. She looked radiant, with a smile lighting up her face as she approached me. She bowed slightly, her eyes glinting with gratitude.“I took your advice,” Lisa said s

Diana The weekend passed without seeing Eddie, and I couldn’t have been more relieved. It felt like I could finally breathe, like a temporary dark cloud had lifted. The plan to deceive him with a fake document was still fresh in my mind, but his absence made my worry seem unnecessary. I wasn’t going to waste energy thinking about him unless he reappeared.Meanwhile, Asher was his usual self, showering me with love and spoiling me. He was so attentive that it felt like I was living a dream. I could have stayed wrapped up in his affection all day, but reality didn’t allow it. The boys were set to resume school on Monday, and I wanted everything to be perfect for their first day.After breakfast, I decided to take a trip to the pack's central district supermarket to pick up school supplies for the boys. Usually, the nanny or one of the maids would handle it, but I wanted to do it myself. I needed the break from the castle, and driving through the pack lands felt liberating.Once I arriv

Diana It had been two blissful, Eddie-free days. The air around me felt lighter and less suffocating, and his absence gave me joy. I did not miss the negativity—so potent it could sour milk—that oozed from his presence, and frankly, I wouldn’t mind if he disappeared for good like his lover.I was brushing my hair and mentally cataloging the few moments of peace I had left when a knock on the door interrupted my thoughts. A servant entered, bowing.“Your Highness, the king requests your presence at the council meeting in the garden.”“Thanks, I’ll be there shortly.”She nodded and left, and I scrutinized my reflection in the mirror. A touch of blush and a swipe of lipstick later, I looked the part of a queen.The council meetings were always formal, and Asher insisted I attend today. By the time I reached the garden, the members were already seated around the long table. I dipped my head respectfully, offering a soft, “Good afternoon, everyone.”One of the older members, a thin man wi