All Chapters of Bound To My Protector Mate: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

The rogue leader’s lair had become a war zone. Shadows danced across the cracked walls, and the flickering light of the weapon’s core bathed everything in a menacing red glow. I stood at the center of the chaos, heart pounding, every ounce of my being focused on what needed to be done.“We can’t wait any longer,” I said, my voice steady despite the storm of emotions beneath. “If we don’t stop him now, there won’t be anything left to save.”Adrian shifted uncomfortably, standing a few feet away. His usually confident demeanor was absent, replaced by an uncertainty I hadn’t seen before.“I want to help,” he said, his voice quiet. “I know I’ve made mistakes, but—”“But you betrayed us,” Rigel cut in, his tone sharp. His piercing gaze never left Adrian as he stepped closer to me, a silent, protective shadow. “We wouldn’t even be in this position if you hadn’t sold us out.”Adrian bristled but didn’t argue. Instead, he looked at me, his expression pleading. “Daniel, I only did what I thoug

The weapon towered over us, its dark, jagged form pulsing with a rhythm that felt disturbingly alive. Its glow cast an eerie light across the chamber, making every shadow twist and ripple as if mocking us. I clenched my fists, feeling the steady hum of power from my mark, the bond I shared with Rigel burning like a second heartbeat in my chest.“It’s reacting to me,” I said, stepping forward. The energy radiating from the weapon intensified, its light flaring brighter, almost as if it were acknowledging my presence.“That’s because it’s tied to you,” Rigel said, his voice tight, his gaze locked on the monstrosity before us. “The bond is its anchor, Daniel. That’s why it’s been growing stronger every time we’ve used it.”I turned to face him, my chest tightening at the look in his eyes. It wasn’t just fear—it was guilt, like he thought this was somehow his fault.“That means we can use it,” I said, my voice steady despite the storm of emotions swirling inside me.Rigel stiffened. “Use

The chamber was a maelstrom of chaos and energy. The weapon’s core pulsed erratically, its darkness clawing at the edges of reality, pulling everything toward its unstable center. The vortex’s roar drowned out everything except the thunderous pounding of my heart.Rigel’s grip on my arm tightened, his golden eyes fixed on the swirling mass of destruction. “Daniel,” he said, his voice trembling—not with fear, but with something heavier. “There’s only one way to stop this.”“No,” I said immediately, shaking my head as the bond between us flared with heat and resistance. “Don’t even say it.”His expression was raw, etched with determination and something infinitely tender. “If I merge with the weapon, I can stabilize it long enough for you to escape.”The words hit me like a blow to the chest. My stomach churned as I tried to process what he was saying, what he was offering. “No,” I said again, louder this time. “That’s not an option. I’m not letting you sacrifice yourself for me!”“Ther

The light in the chamber had faded, leaving a stillness that was almost suffocating. Rigel lay motionless in my arms, his usually vibrant presence reduced to a fragile flicker. His skin was cold beneath my touch, and every shallow breath he took felt like a countdown I couldn’t stop.We stumbled back to the surface, Adrian’s absence like a weight in the air, and Lyra’s death a ghost haunting our every step. The silence was oppressive, broken only by Rigel’s weak breaths and the low hum of our bond, a faint reassurance that he was still with me.The safe house was a far cry from comforting. It felt hollow and cold, the weight of everything we’d lost pressing down on us. I laid Rigel on the worn-out couch, brushing a stray lock of hair from his face. His skin was pale, his breathing labored, but he was alive. That was all that mattered.“Don’t you dare give up on me now,” I whispered, my voice breaking as I held his hand. The bond between us pulsed faintly, a fragile connection that mir

The stranger’s voice dripped with a quiet authority, each word sinking into me like a blade. “Your family’s blood was never ordinary, Daniel. Generations ago, they interfered in affairs they had no business meddling in. That interference… it brought the curse upon your lineage.”I stood frozen, the weight of his revelation pressing on my chest. Rigel shifted beside me, his stance defensive as his golden eyes narrowed at the man who seemed to know far too much about me.“What are you talking about?” I demanded, my voice sharper than I intended.The stranger tilted his head, his expression unreadable. “They thought they could rewrite the laws of the supernatural—bend them to protect what they loved. But power like that always comes with a price. The mark you bear isn’t just a gift, Daniel. It’s a scar—a tether to chaos itself.”I stumbled back a step, my hand instinctively brushing over the mark that now burned faintly against my skin. “A scar? What does that even mean?”“It means,” he