Desired by Three Alphas, Fated to One

Chapter 8 – Boundaries of the Heart

The night air felt sharp against my skin as I left the council chamber, my heart pounding with a mix of fear, anger, and confusion. Every step echoed in the long hallway, but I wasn’t alone—because I could feel their eyes on me.

Two shadows moved silently behind me, their presence like an invisible chain pulling at my back.

"Raven." The voice was deep, controlled… but dripping with a dangerous edge. Alpha Darius.

I didn’t turn. My hands were clenched at my sides, nails digging into my palms. "What do you want?" I asked, my tone flat.

The click of boots grew louder until he stood beside me, his dark gaze burning into mine. "You’ve been… getting close to Alpha Kaelan," he said, as if the name was a curse. "Too close."

Before I could answer, another voice—colder, sharper—cut through the hall. "We warned you, Raven." Alpha Magnus stepped from the shadows, his tall frame dominating the space. "You belong to no one… yet. And certainly not to him."

I stiffened. "I don’t belong to any of you." My voice wavered, but the words came out steady enough.

Magnus’s lips curved into a bitter smirk. "Is that so? You think the bond is a choice? You think the moon will let you pick?"

My chest tightened. I hated how they spoke—as if I were a prize in some twisted contest.

Darius stepped closer, his voice dropping to a low growl. "Kaelan doesn’t deserve you. He’s reckless, emotional… weak. He’ll destroy you."

"And you?" I asked, forcing my eyes to meet his. "What would you do to me, Darius? Cage me? Command me until there’s nothing left of who I am?"

His jaw tensed, but he didn’t answer. Magnus laughed once, cold and humorless. "At least we understand strength. Kaelan’s nothing but a threat to the balance between us. If you keep choosing him, you’re choosing war."

I swallowed hard, the weight of their words sinking deep into my chest. "Maybe war is better than chains."

They exchanged a glance—brief, tense, but full of silent agreement. For the first time, the two Alphas stood united… against me.

The moonlight spilled through the tall windows, painting the hall in silver. Somewhere beyond those walls, Kaelan was waiting for me. I could feel the faint tug of our connection—warm, steady, stubborn.

And I knew, without doubt, that if the other two confronted him, there would be blood.

I turned to leave, but Magnus’s hand shot out, gripping my arm—not painfully, but with an unyielding force. "We won’t let you throw the pack into chaos for him," he said.

I wrenched free. "You can’t stop me."

Darius’s voice was quiet but deadly. "We can. And we will."

My pulse raced. The air between us was thick with unspoken threats, the tension so sharp it felt like it could slice through skin.

But I didn’t break. I walked away, even though my legs trembled, even though I could feel their eyes burning into my back.

Because no matter how dangerous it became, I knew where my heart was leading me.

And I wasn’t ready to let go of Kaelan—no matter the cost