BOUND BY FATE DRIVEN BY VENGEANCE

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to the

with his presence. I could feel the pull of the bond-the way my body betrayed me with its instinctu

even try to hide the twisted amusement in his gaze. It was like a game to him. A sick one. The Alpha w

" he said, his voice like ice.

anger boil up inside me. "I don't give a damn about your bond, Kane," I spat, stepping closer.

lips twitching into a barely-there smirk. "Such fire

Every word, every breath he took, made my skin crawl. My body was screaming to e

filled with venom. "You think you can trap me here? I'll te

rds amusing rather than threatening. "You're in my terri

him the satisfaction of seeing me falter. I stood taller, my c

what you want," I hissed, my

y, suffocating silence. And then, without breaking eye contact, he

t I stayed still. Because if I showed him even a fraction of how much

whisper, but the threat in my tone was clea

opped at a door. One of the gaurds pulled it open and I was flung in, and

arters but this, this was out of this world. Fully furnished with expensive product

the door shut, locking it up with it lock.

'll end him, make him pay for everything and I'll make him crave death. But for now, I need

e thus god forsaken pa

nds wrapped around my legs, curling up and I felt my heart growing hea

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myself against the walls, my heart pounding in my chest,

nt I reached the exit, I felt the bitter sting of the mate bond again, like a heavy hand on my chest, pulling

instinct told me to keep running, to leave behind the man who had torn my life apart. But as I reached t

. Kane

shot through my body, and I gasped, struggling against the weight on top of me. The wolf growled, its teeth bared, but I

had no choice but to keep running. The wolf's pursuit was relentless. It was too fast, too

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mind was suddenly consumed with rage. I didn't know how I'd ended up back in Kane's chambers. My

sion unreadable. But I saw the flicker of something

said, his voice quiet, almost

ition, ignoring the weakness in my

ut it quickly hardened. "You will

bond that tried to weave its way

plied, a challenge in his voice

no less intense. "Stay here," he said, "and I promise you'll be

, glaring at him.

ker of a smile. "Then I suppose I'll ha

at me to hate him, to fight him, to never give him the satisfaction of bending to

ne. I'll stay. But only un

ly tucking a loose strand of hair behind my ear. The t

ward to the chas

as going to fall in line, he was sorely mistaken. I'd find a way to break free-no mat