All Chapters of Bound To My Protector Mate: Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

A Love That Refuses to BreakPain.It was all Daniel had known for as long as he could remember. It curled around his bones, threaded through his veins, and twisted inside his chest like barbed wire. Agony wasn’t just something he felt—it was something he had become.But now, as he knelt on the blood-soaked battlefield with Rigel’s fragile, gasping body in his arms, something inside him cracked.Rigel’s blood—warm, sticky—coated Daniel’s hands. The scent of iron clung to the air, thick and suffocating. His breaths were shallow, his body limp, and for the first time in all the chaos, Daniel was afraid.Not of the ancient evil.Not of the power that had consumed him for so long.But of losing the one person who had never stopped fighting for him.“You did this,” the ancient evil whispered inside his head, its voice a cruel, slithering thing. “You were always going to do this. No matter how hard you tried, you were destined to destroy him.”Daniel clenched his jaw, his fingers tightening

The world around Daniel flickered like a dying flame, shadows stretching unnaturally, twisting into something that wasn’t quite real. He blinked, his body suddenly weightless, his limbs numb. And then— The battlefield was gone. No blood. No war. No death. Instead, he stood in a place that felt impossibly wrong. The sky above was endless and golden, the air warm and fragrant with the scent of wildflowers. The sound of laughter—familiar laughter—drifted through the breeze. Daniel turned slowly. And his breath caught. Rigel. Standing there, unharmed. Smiling. Not the weary, battle-worn smile Daniel had grown used to—but a real one. Bright, carefree, the kind that made Daniel’s chest ache with something too big to name. “Daniel, what are you doing just standing there?” Rigel called out, his voice light, teasing. “You’re going to be late!” Daniel’s pulse pounded in his ears. Late? Late for what? A wave of dizziness crashed over him, and suddenly—he knew. They were going ho

The Chains ShatterFor the first time in what felt like centuries, Daniel’s mind was his own.The darkness that had wrapped around him like an unbreakable shroud—**that had controlled him, twisted him, turned him into something unrecognizable—**was gone.Or rather, it was being forced out.Daniel could feel it. The ancient evil screamed inside him, its claws desperately trying to latch onto the last remaining threads of influence it had over him. But it was weakening.Losing.Because Daniel had made his choice.And it wasn’t the darkness.It was Rigel.It had always been Rigel.With a final, earth-shattering roar, Daniel tore free from the ancient evil’s grasp. A wave of raw power exploded from his body, sending shockwaves through the battlefield. The sky above them split as dark tendrils—once deeply rooted inside him—were ripped apart and disintegrated into nothing.He gasped, his chest heaving, his entire body trembling from the sheer force of it all. For a moment, everything was si

The Last ChanceDaniel had lost count of how many times he’d fought against fate.How many times he had clawed his way back from the brink of destruction, refusing to let the darkness win.But now?Now, there was no fighting it.Not when Rigel was the one trapped.Not when the love of his life stood before him—possessed, consumed, lost.Not when Daniel knew, with absolute certainty, that there was only one way to save him.And it would mean the end.His end.The realization settled in his chest like ice.But there was no fear.Not anymore.Because if it meant saving Rigel—he would do it a thousand times over.The Choice That Cannot Be UndoneThe battlefield had gone still.Even the wind had died, leaving behind a suffocating silence. The air hung thick with tension, thick with the weight of what was about to happen.Daniel stood frozen, staring at Rigel’s possessed form.The void-black eyes.The darkness pulsing through his veins.The inhuman power radiating from him.But beneath all

A Ghost Among the LivingRigel couldn’t move.His breath hitched, his body frozen in place as he stared at the impossible sight before him.Daniel.Alive.For weeks, Rigel had lived with the crushing weight of grief, believing he had lost him forever. He had felt Daniel’s warmth fade from his hands, watched his body dissolve into nothing, swallowed by the abyss. He had screamed until his throat bled, clawed at the emptiness where Daniel had once stood, knowing there was no way to bring him back.And yet—Here he was.Daniel lay motionless on the cold, damp earth, his dark hair tousled, his skin smooth and unscathed—as if death had never touched him, as if his sacrifice had been nothing more than a bad dream. The world around them still crackled with the remnants of supernatural energy, the very air humming with something wrong, something unnatural.This should not have been possible.The laws of magic, of life and death, had been broken.And yet, Rigel couldn’t care less.His heart sl