Authoress_Dovey

Bound by Fate 

She was royalty—until a blade ended her world.
Now sold to the cruelest Alpha alive, Rosa is nothing but property.

Bryant Kings doesn’t do softness. He rules with silence and steel.
But the broken girl he bought for five million yuan?
She refuses to bow… and he can’t look away.

She’s supposed to serve.
He’s sworn never to feel.
But fate is already playing its game.

Two scars. One spark.
When pain meets desire, who breaks first—the master or the slave?

BOUND BY FATE: ENTANGLED WITH MR HELL

The council chamber was tense—thick with the scent of old parchment, burning oils, and heavy anticipation. The marble floor echoed under the boots of guards and ministers as they shuffled into their designated spots. Every corner of the hall seemed to hold a pair of eyes—watching, measuring.

The seats were full. Present were the ministers of trade, war, health, and law. My uncle, Lord Desmond, leaned back as usual, arms crossed and expression unreadable. And at the far end, seated on the high dais beside mine, were the ex-Alphas—my father, Alpha Cedric, still a man of pride and dominance despite age; Alpha Hayen of the Eastern Wilds, whose silence spoke louder than words; and Lady Amara, once Luna of the Northern Ridge.

Kael stood at my right side, calm as ever.

Then the royal eunuch stepped forward and raised his hand. The chatter dulled to a hush.

"This emergency council meeting has been summoned under the orders of His Majesty, Alpha Bryant Cedric, to discuss recent political matters pertaining to the Royal House."

The eunuch silenced them with a single tap of his staff.

One of the elder ministers, Lord Verran, stood up slowly. He was the oldest among them, with hair white as frost and a voice that still commanded attention.

"Your Majesty," he said, bowing respectfully, "this court acknowledges the Luna title is not vacant, but there is a matter that must be addressed. The people are murmuring. The nobles are restless. The woman who bears the first heir… should carry the Luna's full authority. It is tradition."

There were soft nods. Even the ex-Alphas exchanged glances.

"The child within Princess Matilda," Lord Verran continued, "is royal blood. The people will question why she is not fully recognized."

Another minister rose. "To avoid scandal, to protect the line of succession, and to ensure harmony between noble families, we urge His Majesty to wed Princess Matilda."

Kael's shoulders stiffened beside me, and I could feel the weight of every eye pressing against my skin.

I looked toward my father. Alpha Cedric sat tall, his gaze piercing. He said nothing, but the warning in his silence was deafening.

My hand curled into a fist beneath the table.

The court waited. But I said nothing.

Because my silence was the only weapon I still had in a room full of wolves.

Chapter 48