All Chapters of Bound to the Alpha’s will: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Katrina's POVThe atmosphere was oppressively tense. Deep inside the neutral grounds, where no pack had control, I found myself standing in the center of an abandoned temple. The smell of wet moss and aged stone filled the cool air. The worn marble flooring were covered in lengthy shadows as a lone lamp burned in the darkness.Advisor Thomas was standing across from me.Shaun was standing behind me, his body tight, his eyes fixed on Thomas as though he thought he might attack at any second. I didn't hold him responsible. Thomas wasn't someone I trusted either. But I need clarification.Thomas grinned, his face composed and at ease. "Katrina, you arrived. That's encouraging. It indicates your willingness to pay attention.I balled my fists up. "My presence should not be interpreted as trust. You claimed to have knowledge. Talk."He laughed and took a hesitant step forward. "Direct and to the point. I honor that. Excellently. Shaun and I didn't move to sit when he pointed to an ancient

Katrina’s POVShadows flickered around the walls of the deserted temple as the fire crackled softly. I could hardly feel the frigid air pressing in around me. I was trying to make sense of what Thomas had just said, but my mind was too busy and racing."Say that again," I said in a raspy whisper.With his arms folded and an enigmatic expression, Thomas stood in front of me. "Katrina, your son. He will eventually rule over both werewolves and lycans.My throat tightened each breath. My son. My lovely, naive youngster."That’s impossible," I stutteringly said. "He is only a boy. He doesn't even—"Thomas cut him off with, "It doesn't matter what he is now." "His future is mentioned in the prophecy. Depending on the decisions made, he will either bring peace or devastation to the species. Davos wants him because of this. Lucy won't stop pursuing you because of this. They are aware of his identity.I violently shook my head. "No. No, I don't think fate exists. I refuse to allow my son to

Katrina's POVLucy desired more strength, authority and power. I had always known that. However, this? This was not what I had anticipated.I huddled behind the dense underbrush, my pulse thumping and my breath coming in short gasps. In front of me, tucked up in the bush, were the ancient ruins. Inside was my son. Lucy was, too.Shaun crouched next to me, looking around the shadowed stone walls. "We must act quickly."I took a deep breath to regain my composure. "She will not harm him."Shaun's head jerked in my direction. "You're unaware of that."I balled my fists up. She needs him to be alive. She's looking for something else.He gave a quick breath. "What?"I gave a headshake. "Control."I had been putting everything together for the past couple hours. Lucy had no intention of killing my son. She desired to make advantage of him. to exert authority over Davos. She became much more dangerous as a result.I became tense at a startling noise. A glimmer of activity c

Katrina's POVThe message came in the morning.I stood on the balcony, the cool morning air brushing against my skin. My body was still suffering from the conflict, my head muddled with tiredness. But sleep didn’t come for me. Not after what had transpired. Not after nearly losing my son.Shaun stood behind me, his arms crossed. He was silent, watching, waiting.Then the messenger arrived.A young warrior, breathing heavily, handed me a sealed parchment. The wax bore the mark of the one individual I had been dreading.Davos.My fingers gripped on the letter as I broke the seal. My eyes read the text, my heart beating with every sentence.Lucy is a traitor.She has stolen my possessions. She'll pass away.However, Katrina, you have committed more offenses.My heir was taken by you.I'll burn everything you cherish for that.Choose a side or risk your entire universe collapsing.You've got three days.My palms trembled as I held the paper. Short intakes of breath came out of me

Katrina’s POVThere was chaos on the battlefield.The sound of swordplay and Lycan howls filled the night air, making the ground quiver beneath my boots. The breeze was perfumed with smoke and blood, and the sounds of combat blended with the cries of the injured. As I whirled, avoiding an impending blow from one of Davos's fighters, my heart raced.I snarled, sank my claws into his chest, and launched him into the air. My motions were quicker and my body felt stronger. I felt a burst of power from my hybrid talents that I had never experienced before.Beside me, Shaun was engaged in combat, his blade tearing through the enemy ranks like a hurricane. Davos's forces were pushed back by our men who maintained the line. We seemed to be getting the better of it for a while.Then everything was different.From the distant side of the battlefield came a massive, deafening explosion. I was pushed off my feet by the intensity of it, and a wave of fire and dirt shot into the air. With m