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Blood Trial
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2026-10-08 20:11:07
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His Broken Vow Fading Crown
The roar of the crowd still thundered across the arena when Bella finally realized someone was holding a bottle of water in front of her face.“Drink slowly,” the girl urged gently.Bella barely heard her. Her ears were ringing from the cheers, her muscles trembling violently after the brutal final round.Still dazed, she grabbed the bottle and swallowed greedily.Cold water slid down her throat, sharp and refreshing.For a second, relief hit her.Then suddenly—She coughed violently.The bottle slipped from her fingers, water splashing across her clothes and the dusty floor beneath her boots.“Oh Goddess!” the girl gasped.Morgan was beside Bella almost instantly.“Easy,” he said firmly, gripping her shoulder before she could topple sideways. “Too much too fast. Your body’s overheated.”Bella wheezed, pressing a hand against her chest as he carefully helped her sit back down on the wooden bench behind the arena.The pounding in her head slowly eased.Morgan crouched in front of her,
His Broken Vow Savaage Victory
Bella’s fists trembled as she rose from the bench, chest heaving from exhaustion and rage alike.“I’d rather crush wolves in the arena than sit here arguing with you,” she said coldly, brushing loose strands of damp hair away from her face.Across from her, Serena Vale—daughter of Alpha Dominic and the woman who acted like she already owned Dave Stark’s throne—leaned back in her chair with a smug smile curling her lips.Bella hated how Serena’s words had crawled under her skin.Because part of them had been true.Strength mattered in this world. Power mattered. And if Bella wanted Dave Stark to ever look at her as more than some fragile responsibility dumped in his territory, then she had to prove she could survive beside him.Not behind him.Not beneath him.Beside him.Hilda stirred inside her chest, the silver wolf restless and fierce.Then stop talking and fight, the wolf purred.Bella inhaled sharply.There had been a time—in another life, another existence—where love had felt si
His Broken Vow Blood Trial
Bella pushed herself off the chair, brushing strands of damp hair away from her face as she stared coldly at Olivia.“I’d rather prove myself in the arena than stand here arguing with you.”Olivia’s lips curved into a thin smile, but Bella no longer cared enough to decipher whether it was mockery or admiration.The words still burned though.Dave Stark only respects strength.As much as Bella hated hearing it from Olivia of all people, part of her knew it was true.The Hybrid King never babied anyone. He demanded results. Power. Loyalty.Weakness irritated him.And Bella was exhausted from being seen as fragile.For one reckless moment, her thoughts drifted backward—to another life, another version of herself. A quieter future where she had imagined peace beside the man she loved. No wars. No politics. No blood.Just warmth.Just love.But fate had torn that dream apart long ago.Hilda stirred inside her mind, her silver voice low and steady.Then stop mourning the girl you used to be
His Broken Vow Broken Limits
Bella’s body screamed in protest.Every muscle burned as she lay flat on the damp training grounds behind the Stark estate, chest rising and falling in ragged breaths. Sweat glued strands of dark hair to her forehead while the cold morning wind brushed against her overheated skin.Above her, gray clouds rolled slowly across the sky.She should have stopped an hour ago.Maybe two.But stopping wasn’t an option anymore.Not after everything Dave Stark had said to her.Weakest link.The words still cut deeper than any blade.Bella clenched her fists against the dirt and pushed herself upright with trembling arms. Her legs nearly gave out beneath her, but she forced herself to stand anyway.Inside her mind, Hilda stirred lazily.“You’re overworking us again,” the wolf muttered.Bella wiped sweat from her jaw. “Good.”“You realize normal wolves rest, right?”“I’m not trying to be normal.”That earned silence from Hilda.Because they both knew the truth.Bella was tired of being the fragile
His Broken Vow Blood Warning
Bella’s chest rose and fell rapidly as she sat on the wooden bench at the edge of the training grounds, sweat clinging to her skin like a second layer. The cool dawn breeze should have eased the ache in her muscles, but every part of her body burned from exhaustion.Morgan crouched in front of her, twisting the cap off a bottle of water before handing it over with an easy grin.“Relax,” he said. “Nobody masters combat in a day. Some wolves take months before they stop tripping over their own feet.”Bella snorted softly and drank. “Months? You learned in two weeks.”Morgan laughed, rubbing the back of his neck. “I also broke my arm twice and nearly dislocated my jaw. Trust me, it wasn’t pretty.”A deep male voice sliced through the moment.“Encouragement is useful. False hope isn’t.”Bella stiffened instantly.Her pulse betrayed her before she even turned around.Dave Stark stood near the stone pathway leading toward the mansion, dressed entirely in black. Fitted black pants hugged his
His Broken Vow Possessive Flames
Bella nearly sighed in relief when Morgan finally shifted the conversation away from the dangerous details of her first transformation.Nearly.Because Olivia suddenly leaned forward with suspicious curiosity sparkling in her eyes, and Bella instantly knew the interrogation was far from over.“So,” Morgan said, resting his elbows on the table, “what exactly did it feel like?”Bella froze with her spoon halfway to her mouth.Across the table, Dave Stark sat lazily in his chair like a king entirely unbothered by the chaos around him.Which was a lie.Bella could feel his attention on her even when he wasn’t looking directly at her.Especially when he wasn’t.“It wasn’t… dramatic,” Bella muttered carefully.Morgan narrowed his eyes immediately.“That answer sounds fake.”Hilda snorted inside Bella’s mind.Male smells lies.Bella mentally kicked her wolf.“It’s not fake.”“Bella,” Morgan deadpanned, “you literally awakened a dormant wolf under a full moon after years of being wolfless. Th
His Broken Vow Broken Blue Dreams
Bella Manuel faced the mirror, her fingers gliding across the smooth material of her blue gown. The shade accentuated the warm glow of her caramel skin, and for the first time in a long while, she felt lovely, unique, and worthy.Marcus would love it.A hidden smile curled her lips as she ran her f
His Broken Vow The Crown that Choose Her
Moonlight washed the clearing in cold silver as the Lycan emerged from the shadows.His massive frame moved with lethal grace, black fur catching the light until it gleamed like polished onyx. Bella gasped and scrambled for the clothes scattered near her, pressing the fabric to her chest as if it c
His Broken Vow Fault Lines
Lunch was usually loud—voices overlapping, laughter spilling, trays clattering—but the moment Bella took her seat at the Hybrids’ table, an unnatural stillness crept in.Joy and Eve sat beside her, shoulders tense, eyes alert. This was the first time they’d joined the table while Serena was present
His Broken Vow Heightened Desire
Seeing Agnes leaning over Marcus at the other end of the cafeteria made Bella roll her eyes.Others inhaled attention rather than just receiving it.With a thud, Bella sat down beside her friends and slid her tray forward as if the world could not possibly interrupt her."That was disturbing and im
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