Bound By His Obsession, Trapped Forever

was a terrifying, possessive monster, revealed when he dragged me home and forced me into our bed after I was late to

my nerves, but nothing prepared me for his rage. He'd publicly broken his opponent's shoulder, then stalked directly to me

for your Heat. I will fuck you until your body begs for it, and my wolf will hold you down while I bite." My gaze fell on his open jour

d cage. Every gentle touch, every soft word, now felt like a brand of ownership, a

would de-escalate, redefine, and survive, no matter the

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he only sound was the drip of oil onto the gravel of the forest road. I che

ic that was not my own. The Mate Bond. It was a tether, a line strung bet

n, but felt. A raw, desperate edge to it. *'They're all watc

his face, trying to send a wave of calm back down the line. *'The truck broke do

*'Stay there. I'll send my warriors. T

s your challenge match. You can't just dispatch your honor guard beca

you in our rooms. The moon-petal herbs you wanted. A whole crate of them, from

. It was a kind gesture, a lavish one, but it was also a leash, scented and gilded. He was a low-rank wolf who had clawed his way to the top, a fighter who couldn't quite believe he'

enerous, Theron. Thank y

snarling possessiveness. The shift was so abrupt it made

head. *'But for every minute you are late,

ne wen

A countdown. My heart hammered against my ribs.

ing grounds were carved out of the earth, a massive circle of packed dirt surrounded by tiered wooden benches.

aze fixed on the ground. I just wanted to find a quiet

as in another league entirely. He wasn't even fighting, not really. He was toying with him. A feint here, a lazy dodge there, a dismissi

earby. I recognized the speaker-Xiyue Shen, one of the pack's more pop

ar burn. They weren't wrong. I was an Omega, a stray from a rival pack, with a wolf s

up dust and carrying my scent with it-the faint trace of chamomile

on like a p

But Theron wasn't looking at him. His head snapped up, his eyes scanning the crowd, locking o

t. In one explosive movement, he closed the distance. There was a sickening crack of bone breaking, a sound that echoe

tch wa

e cheering crowd, everything. He strode through the dust, his path a straigh

is golden eyes glowed with an intensity that seemed to burn the air between us. The roar of the crowd,

His voice was chillingly precise

, seven minutes, and