Chapter Four

She did not give them time to think.

“SCRATCH THAT!” She said again, this time loud and slow.

“I Cat Bamford, Eldest daughter of the second strongest wolf bloodline in Vancouley hills, daughter of the Beta, and the great grant daughter of the fighters for our pack’s freedom. I hereby denounce Draven Vancouley as my mate and I demand divorce.”

“You fool!” she heard her father’s voice followed by her mother’s sobs.

But she wasn’t done. She plunged out her claws, whispered a short sorry to herself, then split the skin where her mate mark sat on her neck, cutting the mark in half. At the same time, she chanted, “Let the mate bond be broken, let Draven and Cat be broken from each other forever. On the grounds on infidelity and betrayal.”

Murmurs, screams, boos, curses everything filled the hall. It was so noisy, but she could clearly differentiate her mother’s cries and her father’s yells.

The noise become the least of her problems when a sharp pain attacks her neck. Then her heart.

The mate bond was breaking.

Her denouncement worked!

“Ahhh!” she couldn’t keep her yells in. it was as if her heart was being squeeze tightly and at the same time, stabbed by a thousand needles.

All her life she had never felt this level of pain, considering all that she has been through.

“Ughh!” She fell to her knees. Her hands gripped her chest tightly as if trying to stop the pain. Tears streamed drown her cheeks. The noise became hollow, she was using all her will power to stay conscious.

When she managed to look up, she saw Draven clutching his chest too. His eyes were bloody red. He was clearly fighting back tears. At least he also got his little share of the pain.

She didn’t know how long it took, but at some point, the pain started becoming bearable. Her eyes started seeing colors again. She took deep breaths, trying to stand on her feet.

The mate bond was broken and she could feel it.

Her whole body was weak. Broken.

She was broken.

Before she could gather her thoughts, a strong force pulled her up.

Then a hot slap hit her face.

Over and over and over again.

No need to open her eyes, no need to cry, she already knew it was her father. She was used to his paws on her face.

“You fool! You want to ruin us! YOU want to ruin the Bamford family!”

She stared at him, numb, in silence.

“George, please, she’s in pain,” her mother sobbed beside her.

“This is your fault too Anna!” George fired at her. “If you had birthed a son, then he wouldn’t disgrace me and the family name my forefathers worked so hard to build”

The whole pack must be entertained with the amount of free drama they were getting from such a respected family.

Just when her father finally let her go, another surge of pain invaded her body.

And this time, it was worse, worse than what she had just felt with the mate bond.

This time, her heart wasn’t being squeezed or stabbed. No, she felt a +part of her leaving her body. Bit by bit.

As if her soul was split into two and half of it was being taken away.

“Uhmm,” she whimpered in pain.

Her wolf was being taken away.

Her sweet Ira.

Wolf cries filled the hall.

And after a torturous while, she finally felt the last bit leave her.

She felt empty. Naked.

She was gone. Ira was gone. Her mate bond was broken. She really didn’t think it through before breaking the mate bond. She knew the rules. But no one has ever broken a bond with a Vancouley. She has never seen this happen. She followed her emotions and now she’s fucked.

Her wolf was gone. And it was all her fault.

She was too weak to stand. Her knees wouldn’t hold her. Her eyes wouldn’t stay open.

“Cat! Cat!” Blair and her mother cried out. That was the last thing she heard before complete darkness took over.