All Chapters of Bound To My Protector Mate: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

The rogue leader’s words hung in the air, a heavy silence following his declaration of war. My heart pounded, the echo of my own defiance reverberating through my mind as I stood there, caught between power and peril. He watched me with the patience of a predator, his sharp gaze dissecting every inch of my resolve.“I’ll give you one chance to reconsider, Daniel,” he said, his tone smooth but brimming with menace. “Walk away now, and the chaos I unleash will spare no one—not even those you hold closest.”I forced myself to meet his gaze, swallowing the knot in my throat. “I won’t walk away,” I said evenly, my mark burning against my skin like a second heartbeat. “But I’ll hear you out. If you want my loyalty, prove it. Tell me everything—about the weapon, the bond, all of it.”Behind me, I felt Rigel stiffen. His voice cut through the tension, sharp and cold. “Daniel, no. You can’t trust him.”I turned to face him, my own frustration bubbling to the surface. “Then what’s your plan, Ri

The rogue leader’s domain was colder than I remembered, its walls pulsing faintly with an eerie, otherworldly light. As I stood in the heart of his lair, facing him across a massive obsidian table, I couldn’t shake the feeling that the room itself was alive—watching, waiting.“Welcome back, Daniel,” the rogue leader said, his tone dripping with mock warmth. “I trust you’ve had time to reconsider my offer.”Behind me, Rigel’s presence was a searing heat, his tension radiating like a storm about to break. “You don’t have to do this,” he muttered under his breath, just loud enough for me to hear. “This isn’t the way.”I ignored him, focusing on the rogue leader. “I want answers,” I said, my voice steady despite the knot tightening in my chest. “About the weapon. About why you need me.”The rogue leader’s smile widened, his sharp teeth glinting in the dim light. “Ah, the weapon. Such a crude word for something so magnificent.” He gestured toward a shadowy alcove, where the faint outline o

The silence between us after my revelation hung heavy in the air, almost suffocating. Rigel’s eyes stayed locked on mine, wide and unguarded. For once, the weight of his usual confidence was nowhere to be found. It was just him—raw, vulnerable, and exposed in a way I’d never seen before.“We’ll find another way,” he repeated, his voice softer now, as if trying to convince both of us. “We have to.”I didn’t respond immediately. Instead, I turned away, sitting down on the edge of the makeshift cot we’d set up in this cold, unfamiliar space. The weapon’s whispers were still there, faint and persistent, like a distant hum I couldn’t shut out.“You can’t promise that, Rigel,” I said finally, my voice barely above a whisper. “Not this time.”I heard the scrape of his boots as he crossed the room, felt the warmth of his presence as he knelt in front of me. His hands found mine, calloused but steady, anchoring me even as the storm inside me raged.“Then let me promise this,” he said, his tone

Rigel’s silence was louder than any confession. His eyes avoided mine, and the air between us grew heavier with each passing second. The truth hovered just out of reach, a dark thing that neither of us wanted to acknowledge.“You killed them, didn’t you?” Adrian’s voice sliced through the tension, low and venomous. He didn’t look at Rigel as he spoke; his gaze was fixed on me, as if waiting to see how much more I could take before shattering.Rigel flinched, and in that moment, I knew the answer. “It wasn’t like that,” he said finally, his voice rough, almost pleading.“Then what was it like?” I asked, my voice barely more than a whisper. I didn’t know if I even wanted to hear the answer.Rigel took a shaky breath, his hands clenching and unclenching at his sides. “I was young. Foolish. The bond… it wasn’t like ours. It was suffocating, controlling. I didn’t see another way out.”“You’re saying you killed them to free yourself?” I couldn’t keep the disgust out of my voice. “And you th

When my eyes opened, everything was wrong. The world around me was a vast, endless expanse of white—not light, not darkness, just… nothing. There was no ground beneath my feet, yet I stood. The air was thick, pressing against my chest, and my mark burned hotter than it ever had before. I clutched at it instinctively, but the heat only grew stronger, coursing through me like it was alive.I took a step forward, though there was no direction to go. “Where am I?” My voice echoed strangely, as though the emptiness around me was swallowing it.“You are where you’ve always been,” a voice answered, smooth and cold, coming from everywhere and nowhere at once.I turned sharply, searching for the source. At first, I saw nothing. But then the white began to ripple, like disturbed water. A shape emerged from the haze—my shape. It was me, but not me. My reflection stood before me, except its eyes burned gold, molten and fierce, glowing like the weapon’s core.I froze, my heart hammering in my ches