All Chapters of BOUND TO THE ENEMY ALPHA : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

CHAPTER 72: A NEW START ELENA:My heart gave a violent lurch, skipping a beat as the accusation hung in the air. The look of pure, unadulterated fury on Adrian’s face was enough to make a weaker woman faint. But my survival instinct kicked in. Before he could move away with the device, I moved with a speed born of pure desperation, my hand lashing out and snatching the phone from his grip.I glanced down at the screen. My eyes scanned the text message, my pulse thrumming in my ears like a war drum. “I haven't heard from you in days. Hope you're okay. If you're reading this message, that means the phone has been delivered to you. Get in touch as soon as you can. Dad.”I heaved a sigh of relief, the tension in my chest loosening just a fraction, though I knew I wasn't out of the woods yet. I looked up at Adrian, his towering frame casting a shadow that seemed to swallow the room."Where in this text does it indicate that I’ve been spying on you?" I challenged, my voice sharper than I i

CHAPTER 74: TRICKING ELENA'S FATHER ADRIAN:I sat in the dim light of my study, Elena's new phone resting on my desk like a live grenade. The screen glowed, casting long, sharp shadows across my hands. When I first took the red dress from Elena's room some weeks ago, I kept it locked away in a secret room, with the intention that later, I will use it as evidence against Darius for breaching our peace alliance. But he could actually deny any wrongdoing, claiming he was only trying to keep in touch with his daughter. But this time, I wanted to do things differently.Darius thought he was the puppet master. He thought he could plant his daughter here, manipulate her, and tear my pack apart from the inside out. He thought he was playing chess with a novice.He had no idea he was playing with a ghost.I pulled out my laptop and began the work. I’d spent the last few hours recording every word out of Elena’s mouth—every laugh, every gasp, every sentence spoken in anger or exhaustion. I fed

CHAPTER 75: NO PROMISES ADRIAN: “Well, I hope you won't betray me by making Purity Luna.” Elena had said. I pulled back slowly, my hands still framing her face, my expression hardening instantly. I couldn't make promises I wasn't ready to keep, not when the entire foundation of this alliance was built on selfish ulterior motives. "I can't make promises, Elena," I said, my voice dropping to a low, gravelly tone. "I gave you a ring and told you just a few hours ago that this was a fresh start. I intend to be honest and fair with you, but that’s a two-way street. How you play your part in this will determine the outcome. Your father is a snake, and for all I know, you could still be his fangs. If this alliance goes to hell—and it very well might—tell me the truth: would you be on my side, or your father’s?" Elena’s chest rose and fell in a sharp, shallow breath. She didn't look away. "I told you I'll be faithful to the very end. I even went to Alpha Silas this afternoon," she

CHAPTER 77: WELCOME HOME, ELENA ADRIAN:As I sat back on my heels, I couldn't wrap my head around it. Elena? A virgin? She’d grown up side-by-side with Marcus in the Thorne Pack. They’d been inseparable since they were pups until Marcus took up the job of a spy and betrayed me. The first time I saw Elena was about twelve years ago. She was about seven years old then and came with her father for an annual Alpha Ball. She was so cute I became instantly smitten. But I was informed that she already had a friend. Everyone in both Thorne Pack and Blackwood Pack knew they were practically joined at the hip, and yet, here she was, untouched.It meant Marcus had been saving her for a wedding night that would never happen, while he was out having a child with some other woman in my pack. The thought of that dead traitor made my blood boil, but at the same time, a strange, possessive heat settled deep in my gut. She was mine. She had saved herself for a destiny that ended the day I brought her

CHAPTER 79: TENSION DURING BREAKFAST ELENA:I felt a faint heat rise in my cheeks, but I kept my composure, bowing my head respectfully. "Good morning, Alpha Silas," I said, my voice steady. “I mean, Dad,” I corrected, remembering that he had told me to call him Dad recently.Adrian pulled out a chair for me before taking his place beside his father. He looked entirely unbothered by the spectacle, his grip on my hand lingering for just a second longer than necessary before he let go."Isn't that what you wanted, Dad?" Adrian asked, picking up his fork.Silas grinned, and the sight of his genuine happiness was strange. "Yeah, I've wanted that for a while now. And now that things are looking good between you two, it’s time we get serious and discuss Elena’s crowning."Adrian sighed, a flicker of annoyance crossing his face. "Dad, I’m here to have breakfast. Can you let me eat first? My stomach isn't ready for a political debate."Silas didn't back down; he just chuckled, leaning forwar