All Chapters of Bound To The Cruel Alphas (SPICY): Chapter 201 - Chapter 210

That night, I sat on the edge of my bed long after the others had gone quiet, staring at my hands like they belonged to someone else. My wolf paced inside me, restless, her claws scraping at the inside of my ribs every time I tried to settle my thoughts. She wanted to howl. She wanted to run straight to the East Tower and curl herself into the arms of the three men who had broken open her ribs and rebuilt something there she didn't fully understand.But my heart — my human heart, the part of me that remembered being a little girl before any of this, before the fire and the blood and the cage cart — that part wasn't so sure.I thought about Caden's face when he gave me his ultimatum. The way his jaw had tightened, the way his voice had cracked just slightly on the word love, like the word cost him something to say out loud. He wasn't dangerous. He wasn't complicated. He was warmth without conditions, and after everything I'd survived, warmth without conditions felt like something I did

ZANA'S POVThe moment Professor Aldren called my name beside Aisha's, I felt my stomach sink.My wolf immediately lifted her head inside me.I don't like this.Neither did I.The entire classroom suddenly became much quieter. A few students exchanged curious glances while others looked between Aisha and me with open interest. Everyone knew we had once been close. Everyone also knew things had changed.Very badly.I slowly stood from my seat beside Percy."I'll survive," I whispered, trying to sound more confident than I felt.Percy frowned."I don't like this."His wolf pressed anxiously against our bond, making my own wolf whine softly in response. I reached down and squeezed his hand beneath the desk for just a second before letting go. I didn't want Professor Aldren catching us again after everything that had happened only a few minutes earlier."I'll be okay," I promised.Percy didn't look convinced.Neither did Darren.Neither did Ken.All three brothers watched me as I walked to

ZANA'S POVI told myself I could survive an hour of this. One hour, two beakers, a few sharp words, and then it would be over and I could go back to my room and breathe again. That was the plan. I held onto it the way I'd held onto plans my whole life — like a rope thrown across something dangerous.Aisha didn't make it easy."Careful," she said sweetly as I measured out the next agent, "wouldn't want the rogue girl to mess up something this delicate. Wouldn't look good for your little princes, would it? Their pet failing a basic demonstration."I didn't answer her. I'd learned a long time ago that silence cost less than words did. My wolf wasn't as patient as I was, though. She paced and snarled beneath my skin every time Aisha's voice dropped into that honeyed, cruel register, every insult landing like a small claw scraping against bone. I breathed through it. In, out. Slow. Lucius was already watching me too closely. The last thing I needed was to lose control of my wolf in the mid

ZANA'S POVBy the time the nurse finished bandaging my hand, the worst of the pain had faded into a dull, manageable throb, and the skin beneath the wrapping already felt tighter, healed, mending faster than it had any right to. The brothers hadn't left my side once. Darren sat on the edge of the cot, his thumb tracing absent circles against my knee. Percy stood close, his hand resting protectively against the small of my back. Ken lingered near the door, but even he had stopped pretending to be unaffected, his eyes finding mine every few seconds like he needed to check I was still there."You should go to class," I said finally, easing myself off the cot, testing my balance."No," Darren said immediately."We're not leaving you," Percy added, his voice gentle but firm.Ken said nothing, but the look on his face made his answer clear enough.I almost laughed despite everything — at the absurdity of three powerful Alpha princes refusing point blank to attend their own classes over a ha

PERCY'S POVFor as long as I could remember, I had been the quiet one.People assumed silence meant I did not notice things. They thought I stayed in the background because I lacked confidence or because I preferred books over people. None of that was true. I stayed quiet because I noticed too much. Every emotion inside the room brushed against my mind whether I wanted it to or not, and after years of living with my empathic gift, I had learned that silence was the only way to survive it.The emotions never truly disappeared.They clung to walls, furniture, clothing, and even memories. Strong emotions left behind traces that lingered for years, almost like invisible scents only I could detect. Most wolves never realized how much of themselves they left behind after every argument, every victory, every heartbreak, or every betrayal. I had spent my entire life walking through those invisible echoes, pretending they were not there.Especially Father's.Everyone knew Alpha Lucius as a rut