Throne Of The Broken Bonds

Elara's POVBirthdays in the Highborn Pack always felt like loud storms, chaotic, and full of energy that didn't belong to someone like me. Tonight was no different. The hall glittered with lanterns and golden streamers, laughter echoing beneath the high ceilings as pack members celebrated the future Alpha's twenty-fifth birthday.Aiden Varyn.Everywhere I looked, someone was calling his name, raising a drink, or shifting briefly into their wolves to howl in celebration. The air smelled of wine, roasted meats, and too many perfumes mixing together. It made my head spin, but Omegas like me didn't have the luxury of stepping outside until our work was done.I tightened my grip on the tray of drinks and tried to ignore the flutter in my stomach. I had spent years trying to make myself invisible around Aiden, not because I feared him, but because staying invisible was the only promise I still had left to keep.“Elara," Mira, the head of the servants, whispered sharply from beside me. "Y

Elara's POVI rose without a word. Didn't look at the others. I simply followed the guards out into the corridor and listened to the door shut behind me.I had to half-run to keep up, my bare feet silent against the cold ground.The corridors were empty, the celebration long dead, the Pack asleep and the silence made everything louder inside my head.I knew Rowan saw us. He had been watching for exactly this kind of mistake. He had been waiting for me to slip. And last night, I handed him exactly what he needed.What if he expels me?I pressed the thought flat and kept walking.The Alpha's wing was colder than the rest of the building.The guards stopped outside a heavy oak door and pushed it open without knocking. I stepped inside. The door shut behind me.The room was barely lit, one lamp burning low. Alpha Rowan sat behind his desk, hands folded. He didn't look up immediately. He let me stand there and wait.Then he raised his eyes to mine. "Come forward."I obeyed. My legs trembl

Elara’s POV The moment Aiden hit the ground, everything around me exploded into noise. Guards rushed forward, voices overlapping, but I couldn’t move. I just stared at him lying there, while my ankle throbbed and my chest tightened. Someone grabbed my arm. “Move, servant. Don’t stand there.” Another lifted Aiden yelling Alpha. They carried him toward the infirmary while the others kept staring at me like I had caused all of it. I limped behind them, each step shooting pain up my leg, but I couldn’t stop. Not while he was unconscious. Not while his last word was ‘Mate.’ The word kept echoing inside me, even though I didn’t know if I had imagined it. When we reached the healer's wing, they laid him on a bed and monitors flared to life. Nurses surrounded him. I stood in the corner, shaking. Then the door slammed open. I already knew who it was, Alpha Rowan. His expression was sharp. He didn’t look at anyone else except me. “Outside, Now!" he said. My heart dropped. I

Elara’s PovAiden stood there for a long time, his hand still hovering where my face had been. He looked like he wanted to say something else, but the words wouldn't come.After he left, I looked down at my hands. They were trembling, I remembered the papers Heda gave me. I remembered the names: Alaric and Seraphina Thorne. My parents, the people Rowan murdered while I watched from the stairs.“I am not a servant,” I whispered. I closed my eyes. I tried to find that blue heat Heda talked about. I didn't think about magic. I just thought about how much I hated the floor I had scrubbed for years. I thought about Sarah pushing me. I thought about Rowan’s hand on my jaw.Suddenly, my palm felt hot. I opened my eyes. A tiny, silver spark danced in the middle of my hand. It was small, like a grain of sand, but it was bright. It didn't burn me, it felt like it belonged there.I closed my fist, and the spark vanished.“He lied about everything,” I said to the empty room.The sound of footste

Elara’s PovThe cell door didn't just open; it groaned. I stood up before the guard could even tell me to move. My ankle felt stiff, but the blue liquid Heda gave me had worked. The swelling was gone, more than that, the heaviness in my chest was gone. I felt light. I felt dangerous.“Alpha Rowan says you’re to return to the servant wing,” the guard said. He didn't look me in the eye. He looked at my boots. “You’re restricted to the lower floors. If you step one foot onto the Alpha’s level, you’re going back in the hole. Do you understand?”I didn't answer him. I just walked past him. He reached out to grab my shoulder, but I stopped and looked at his hand. He froze, I could see the hair on his arms standing up. He pulled his hand back like he had touched a hot stove.“Move,” I said.He stepped aside. He didn't even argue.I walked out of the confinement wing and into the main hall of the pack house. The sun was coming through the high windows, hitting the floorboards. Usually, I wo