All Chapters of Bound To The Cursed Alpha King : Chapter 101 - Chapter 105

Maya’s Point Of ViewPacing.That was all I had done for the past two hours… back and forth, back and forth, like a lioness locked in a gilded cage.It had been more than a month since Kaiden left the pack. A month. Thirty-two days, to be exact. And not a damn word from him.Where the hell was he?My nails dug into my palms as I moved across the cold marble floor of my room, thoughts racing, chest tight with impatience. After I killed the prison warden, everything should’ve been perfect. No more threats, no more secrets hanging over my head like a noose. The chains were off.And yet… I still couldn’t breathe because he wasn’t here. Kaiden. He was supposed to see me. Want me, but no… he hadn’t even come close.I stopped pacing, eyes narrowing at my own reflection in the mirror. I still looked perfect—every strand of hair in place, makeup flawless, skin glowing like royalty. But behind that mask? Rage. Obsession. Desperation.And worst of all… rejection.My so-called mate still hadn’t a

Maya’s Point Of ViewI met her stare without blinking. “It’s best I discuss it with him personally.” Laura gave a soft, mirthless laugh and began to close the door. “Then it’s best you leave.” Her hand touched the brass knob, and the door started to swing inward.I was one second away from being dismissed like a beggar. “I wanted to ask him about the Alpha,” I said, my voice slicing through the closing space like a dagger.The door stopped.Laura’s body stilled. She turned back, slowly, her eyes scanning my face as if to confirm what she heard. “What about him?”I didn’t answer. I didn’t need to. Laura's gaze shifted, something calculating flickering beneath her lashes. She turned to the maid with a calm, quiet authority that chilled the air. “Put a call through to my husband.”Betty nodded and scurried off like a shadow melting into the house. I remained standing at the doorway, back straight, chin high. Waiting. Burning. I might not be Luna yet… but soon, they’d all know better than

Julian’s Point Of ViewI stood at the far end of my office, the dim light of the overcast sky filtering in through the arched windows, casting long, mournful shadows across the hardwood floors. The invitation in my hands was heavy, both in weight and in meaning.Thick, gilded parchment, marked with the black crest of the Alpha King himself. He had the audacity to invite me. My jaw clenched as I read the words again, every syllable drenched in arrogance.“You are cordially summoned to the Grand Summit of Aethroria. Attendance is not optional.”Of course it wasn’t.Not when the sender was the same monster who razed half of Krypta to the ground. The same bastard who stood in the blood-soaked ruins of my pack and called it a necessary sacrifice, all for what? For a little offense I committed. He had turned Krypta, once the fiercest, most respected clan of warriors, into a ghost town of silence and ashes.Half my people were dead, the other half were scattered, broken. And I was supposed t