All Chapters of Bonded to Alpha Darius : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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Omega's life

The sun had barely risen over the Old Blood Moon Pack territory when Elara Robin was already awake.There was no luxury of sleeping in — not for an omega. Not for her.She sat up on her small bed, the worn mattress creaking beneath her, and stared at the ceiling for a moment before swinging her legs over the side. The room was modest. Four plain walls, a small window, and the few things she and her sister Lily had managed to hold onto after their parents died. It was not much. But it was home, and Elara had long stopped wishing for more.She washed up quickly, pulled on her clothes, and headed to the kitchen. The morning routine never changed — cook breakfast, eat, survive the day, come home. Repeat. It was not the life she had dreamed of as a little girl, but it was the life the pack had given her, and omegas did not complain. Not out loud anyway.She cracked four eggs into the pan and listened to them sizzle. Outside the window the pack territory was slowly waking up. She could hear

The bully

The school hallway was already loud by the time Elara arrived.Lockers slamming, voices bouncing off the walls, wolves moving in groups the way they always did — rank sticking to rank like magnets. The alphas and betas clustered near the main corridor, taking up space the way powerful people always did, unbothered by anyone around them. The gammas filled in the gaps. And the omegas stayed to the edges, close to the walls, heads low, invisible by necessity rather than choice.Elara slipped through the front doors and merged with the flow of students, keeping her eyes forward and her pace steady. She had a system and she never deviated from it. Get to her locker, get her books, get to class before the hallway thinned out. The thinner the hallway the more visible she became and the more likely it was that today would turn into one of those days she had to work hard to forget by evening.She was almost at her locker when she heard it.The laughter came first. Sharp and carrying that parti

Sister's and secrets

The house was quiet when Elara got home.She dropped her bag by the door, slipped off her shoes, and stood in the small hallway for a moment just breathing. There was something about crossing that threshold every evening that unknotted something inside her chest — like her body recognized that it was finally safe to stop performing and just exist without anyone watching or judging or waiting for her to stumble.She moved to the kitchen and filled a glass of water, leaning against the counter and staring out the small window above the sink. The sun was beginning its slow descent over the pack territory, painting the sky in shades of orange and pink that would have been beautiful if Elara had the energy left to appreciate them properly. She drank the water slowly and let the quiet of the house settle around her like a blanket.She heard Lily's key in the front door twenty minutes later.Her sister came in carrying two paper bags of groceries, her hair pulled into a messy knot on top of

The invitation

The week passed the way most weeks did for Elara — quietly and without incident, which in her world counted as a good week.Cara had kept her distance after the hallway incident, which Elara suspected had less to do with any sudden change of heart and more to do with the fact that even Cara's friends had gone quiet when she dropped that photograph. There were limits to what people would openly celebrate and apparently using a dead girl's parents as ammunition was where some of them drew the line. Elara was not foolish enough to think it would last. Cara always came back. But she would take the quiet days when they came and be grateful for them.She was in the middle of washing the breakfast dishes on Saturday morning when Lily appeared in the kitchen doorway already dressed and looking far too awake for the hour."The party is tonight," Lily said.Elara kept washing. "Good morning to you too.""Elara.""I said I would think about it.""And it has been an entire week." Lily crossed the

The party

The inside of the alpha's estate was nothing like Elara had imagined.She had expected grand and cold — the kind of place that announced its power in every corner and made you feel small the moment you stepped inside. And it was grand, there was no question about that. High ceilings, wide open rooms, walls that carried the kind of dark rich wood that only came with age and money and generations of the same bloodline occupying the same space. But it was not cold. If anything the sheer number of people packed into it had given it a warmth and noise that made it feel almost approachable.Almost.Elara stayed close to Lily as they moved through the entrance and into the main room where the party was in full swing. Long tables lined one wall loaded with food and drinks. Groups of wolves clustered everywhere — talking, laughing, moving between each other with the easy familiarity of people who had grown up in the same pack and knew each other's histories without having to ask. Music moved u

The scent

Elara did not stop running until she was outside.The cool night air hit her the moment she pushed through the side door of the estate and she welcomed it, pressing her back against the outer wall and dragging in a long breath. Her heart was hammering. Her hands were shaking slightly at her sides and she pressed them flat against the stone wall behind her to make them stop.She could still smell it.That was what frightened her most. She had put a wall and a door and a crowd of people between herself and whatever had just happened in that room and she could still smell it — warm and deep and threaded through with something ancient that bypassed every rational thought she possessed and went straight to the part of her that was purely wolf.She pressed her eyes shut and focused on her breathing.In through the nose. Out through the mouth.It was the wrong thing to do. Breathing in meant the scent came with it, clearer now somehow even out here, even with the night air moving around her.

Face to face

Elara was still pressed against the outer wall when she heard the door open.She did not need to look to know who it was. The scent reached her before anything else did — that same deep warm pull that had sent her running from the room in the first place, stronger now and more concentrated, wrapping around her senses with a completeness that made her wolf go absolutely still inside her.She looked anyway.Darius Thorne stepped through the side door and stopped when he saw her. He was taller up close than she had registered from across the room. Broader. He carried himself with the particular stillness of someone who had never once in their life needed to make themselves appear more powerful than they were because the power was simply already there, settled into him like something he had been born wearing.His eyes found her immediately and stayed.They stood there in a moment that stretched in a way that had nothing to do with time — just the two of them and the night air and the bond

She runs

Elara did not speak on the drive home.Lily sat beside her in the back seat of Roman's car and did not push her, which was the greatest gift she could have given her in that moment. Roman drove with his eyes on the road and the quiet in the car was the kind that understood itself — nobody filling it with noise just to make the silence less uncomfortable.Elara sat with her hands folded in her lap and watched the pack territory move past the window in the dark. The estate disappeared behind them and with every meter of distance she put between herself and Darius Thorne the bond stretched a little more — not breaking, never breaking, just pulling. A steady pressure in her chest that reminded her with every breath that she had left something behind that her wolf did not want to leave.She ignored it the best she could and stared at the window.Roman pulled up outside their house and Elara got out before the car had fully stopped moving. She heard Lily say something quiet to Roman behind

The morning after

Elara woke up before the sun.She lay on her back in the dark of her small bedroom and stared at the ceiling and listened to the silence of the house around her. Outside the window, the pack territory was still and quiet, the kind of deep, pre-dawn quiet that made everything feel suspended, as if the world was holding its breath before committing to another day.She had not slept well. She had not expected to.Every time she had closed her eyes the same things came back to her — the scent, the bond slamming into her chest like something physical, his eyes finding hers across the room with that dark unreadable expression, and then later outside, the way he had listened to her with a stillness and attention she had not anticipated from a man like him. She had lain in this bed for hours turning it all over and over in her mind looking for an angle that made it make sense and had found nothing that helped.Darius Thorne was her fated mate.She said it plainly in her mind without dressing

Darius reacts

Darius did not sleep.He sat in the large chair behind his desk in his private study and stared at nothing in particular while the hours moved past him and the estate settled into the deep quiet of the early morning. The fire in the grate had burned down to embers sometime around midnight and he had not bothered to add more wood. He sat in the growing cold and let his thoughts move where they needed to move without trying to direct them.He had a fated mate.He had known this moment would come eventually. Every wolf did. The Moon Goddess assigned mates without consulting anyone's preferences or plans and the bond when it arrived was not something that could be argued with or reasoned away. He had watched it happen to Orion. He had watched it happen to Roman. He had observed the way it changed men he had known for years — softened some edges, sharpened others, rearranged their priorities in ways both visible and invisible.He had told himself that when his time came he would handle it

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