All Chapters of Bound To My Mate's Step Brother : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

~NYRA~"Olive, stop," I cautioned my daughter, who kept tugging my blouse. She had dragged me into the woods saying she had a surprise for me, and as soon as we got there she kept asking me to change because she wanted us to go for a run together.The rate at which my heart sank was alarming. Two days — I had gone two days without thinking about my wolf because Mikael had made sure I felt comfortable.He had become my companion, always at my beck and call. But he wasn't with me today because he had a meeting with O'Lean and Natalie. He had asked me to join them, but I was feeling tired."I can't, Olive! We could play a game that doesn't need me to change," I tried to coax her. Olive stomped her feet on the ground; I had never seen her act this way before.She pulled her lips into a pout as she moved away from where I stood. "You don't want to play with me anymore. Other children go for runs with their parents, but you have never had a run with me — it's unfair," she grumbled. Her word

~NYRA~I paced around the healer's hut, chewing on my fingers. I was glad Natalia was nearby; she had asked me to come here while she collected Olive from the guards, assuring me she would take care of her.What could have gone wrong? She was fine a minute ago — and how could she have produced that amount of blood?An exasperated huff escaped my lips. My gaze slid down to my gown; it had been stained with Chila's blood. I closed my eyes, hoping she would be fine.The healer's assistants had been coming in and out of the room, and their movement was doing nothing to calm my racing heart."Nyra," I heard Natalie calling. At the sight of her, gratitude filled me. She hastened her steps, reaching her hands forward.Her heterochromatic gaze was sharp. "Are you okay?" She questioned, checking my body.I bobbed my head. "It's my handmaiden — she just collapsed and started con—"Natalie patted my back. "Calm down! It's going to be fine. She is going to be fine," she reassured me.I really wan

~NYRA~The maiden who had been captured for questioning was dead. She had died the night before, and from what Mikael told me, Chila was in this condition because of me.I was the one who was supposed to be poisoned, not my maid. I hadn't even settled with the news when Josie forcefully dragged me into a deserted corner; her claws dug deep into my skin, and no matter how hard I tried to fight her off, she tightened her hold around my wrist.Was this red-haired vampire finally going to get rid of me in the midst of all this chaos?"Leave me alone!" I yelled at her. Her response was a sharp slap across my face; I felt the imprint she left behind.My ears rang so sharply that I had to cover them with my hands. "Great! Now you are finally quiet," she sneered."What do you want from me?" I questioned, still trying to steady my racing heart. I knew this pure-blooded vampire would want to take advantage of this moment, and if I didn't tread carefully, I was going to end up like the maiden in

~MIKAEL~It was midnight and I had just finished sorting out the pack's issues. We hadn't figured out who had poisoned Nyra's food, but I had made sure everyone who worked in the kitchen was locked up until further notice.It was exhausting, but it was better to take precautionary measures to prevent it from happening again. Tonight, I was going to spend the night in Nyra's room as usual. I knocked twice before opening the door.The dimly lit room felt strange; her scent was faint, almost like it was merely a remnant of her presence."Nyra," I called, sitting on the edge of the bed. I couldn't get through to her.I stood up immediately and rushed to the bathroom, but she wasn't there.Where would she go at this hour?It was late in the night.I rushed out of the room and called the sentinels. "Have you seen my mate?" I asked, and they all shook their heads.Time seemed to stall with each passing second. "Send word to the other sentinels nearby and search the area," I instructed. He bo

~MIKAEL~The woods surrounding the new Red Falcon Pack were a sprawling expanse of timber. To me, they were a labyrinth specifically designed to hide the one thing I couldn't live without.I tore through the woods, my movements more like a force of nature than a man. Every branch that whipped across my face intensified the rage burning within me. My lungs burned — not from the exertion, but from the absence of her. The air felt thin, devoid of the specific, intoxicating scent of Nyra that usually acted as my North Star."Mikael! Stop!"The voice of my Delta, O'Lean, cracked through the rhythmic thudding of my heart. He was breathing hard, his jacket torn and his brow slick with sweat. He had been a loyal shadow for hours, but even a shadow has its limits.I didn't stop. I pivoted on a mossy stone, my eyes scanning the mud for a print, a broken twig, a single hair — anything that proved she had passed this way. "She was here, O'Lean. I can feel the ghost of her.""You're feeling your o