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Too Broken To Be Loved Chapter Thirty Five
Maren turns to Oakley. “Now you.”Oakley stiffens. “Me?”“Yes. Sit.”He looks at Colton like he’s being betrayed. “You said I didn’t have to!”Colton shrugs. “I never said that.”“You implied it!”“I did not.”Oakley groans dramatically but drags himself to the chair like he’s being marched to his doom.Maren sits across from him. “Relax.”“I am relaxed,” he says, sitting ramrod straight.“You look like a terrified squirrel.”Colton coughs to hide a laugh.Oakley glares at him. “I’m not scared.”Maren pats his knee. “Of course not, dear.”He jumps like she shocked him.I bite my lip to keep from laughing.Maren checks his pulse — he flinches — and then nods. “You’re healthy. Anxious, but healthy.”“I’m not anxious,” he says immediately.“You’re vibrating,” she replies.Colton leans in. “He does that.”Oakley throws his hands up. “I hate this place.”Maren pats his cheek. “You’ll survive.”Maren turns to Colton. “You.”Colton raises an eyebrow. “Me?”“Yes. Sit.”
Too Broken To Be Loved Chapter Thirty Four
When we reach the small wooden cottage nestled between two large oaks, I stop.It’s… cute.Warm. Inviting. Covered in vines and flowers.Nothing like the sterile, cold infirmary I grew up with.Colton turns to me. “Ready?”I nod, even though I’m not.Oakley squeezes my shoulder gently. “We’ll be right here.”And for the first time in a long time…I believe him.The healer’s cottage sits tucked between two massive oaks, sunlight filtering through the leaves and scattering across the roof like gold dust. It looks… peaceful. Too peaceful. Like something out of a storybook.I stop a few feet from the door.Colton notices immediately. “We can turn back if you want.”I shake my head quickly. “No. I’m fine.”Oakley, walking beside me, leans in. “You don’t have to be fine. You just have to be here.”I swallow hard and nod.He’s trying to sound casual, but I can feel the tension rolling off him. He’s new here too. He moved in with me — or rather, because of me — and even though
Too Broken To Be Loved Chapter Thirty Three
The kitchen still smells like pancakes and warm butter when I push my empty plate away. Oakley is licking syrup off his thumb like a child, and Colton is pretending not to notice. The morning sunlight spills across the table, soft and golden, catching on the edges of the dishes.For a moment, everything feels… normal.Too normal.I’m not used to normal.Colton clears his throat — a quiet, controlled sound that snaps my attention to him instantly. He’s leaning against the counter, arms crossed, posture relaxed but eyes sharp. That Alpha energy radiates off him even when he’s trying to be gentle.“We should go over the plan for today,” he says.My stomach tightens.Plans. Schedules. Expectations.Those never meant anything good in my old pack.I sit a little straighter without meaning to.Oakley groans dramatically. “Here we go. The Alpha Agenda.”Colton shoots him a look. “It’s not an agenda.”“It’s absolutely an agenda,” Oakley mutters.I try to smile, but my fingers curl
Too Broken To Be Loved Chapter Thirty Two
The bathroom is still warm when I step out, steam curling around my ankles like fog. My hair drips down my back, the ends soaking into the collar of the shirt I pulled on. It’s soft, oversized, and definitely not mine — Oakley shoved it into my hands last night when I was too shaken to argue.It smells faintly like him.I try not to think about that.The hallway is quiet, but the scent of breakfast drifts toward me — sweet, warm, comforting. Something buttery. Something sugary. Something that makes my stomach twist in a way I’m not used to.No one has ever made me breakfast before.Not for me. Not because they wanted to. Not because they cared.I take a slow breath and walk toward the kitchen.The moment I step into the doorway, I stop.Colton is at the stove, flipping pancakes with a focus that looks almost… intense. Oakley is whisking eggs, humming under his breath, magic flickering faintly around his fingers like sparks he’s not paying attention to.They look up at the sam
Too Broken To Be Loved Chapter Thirty One
The shower starts down the hall — a soft rush of water, steady and rhythmic. The sound settles something in me. She’s awake. She’s safe. She’s breathing.Oakley stretches like a cat, rubbing sleep from his eyes. “Okay, Alpha Broody, let’s make breakfast before she comes out and realizes we’re both disasters.”I huff a quiet laugh. “You’re the disaster.”“Please,” he says, already heading toward the kitchen. “I’m delightful.”I follow him, the tension in my shoulders easing with each step. The kitchen is warm, sunlight spilling across the counters. It smells like coffee and quiet mornings — something I haven’t had in a long time.Oakley pulls out eggs, bacon, and pancake mix. “She likes sweet things in the morning.”I blink. “How do you know that?”He freezes for half a second — barely noticeable, but I catch it.Then he shrugs. “I pay attention.”I narrow my eyes. “Oakley.”He cracks an egg a little too hard. “What?”“Talk.”He sighs dramatically. “Can’t a man make breakfa
Too Broken To Be Loved Chapter Thirty
Kieara falls asleep slowly.Not peacefully. Not easily. But eventually, her breathing evens out, her body loosens, and the tension in her shoulders melts just enough for her to rest.Oakley is curled at the foot of the bed, magic humming softly around him like a protective shield. He’s half-asleep already, head tucked into his arms, exhaustion pulling him under.But me?I don’t move.I don’t blink.I don’t sleep.I sit in the chair beside her bed, elbows on my knees, hands clasped, watching the rise and fall of her chest like it’s the only thing anchoring me to the earth.My wolf lies just beneath my skin, restless and alert. Stay awake, he growls softly. Watch her.“I’m not going anywhere,” I whisper.He settles, but only barely.The room is dim, lit only by the soft glow of the lamp. Shadows stretch across the walls, but none of them feel threatening now. Not with me here. Not with Oakley’s magic humming. Not with her wolf curled protectively inside her.Still, every tim
Too Broken To Be Loved Chapter Twenty Nine
I’m still shaking when I finally manage to breathe again. The nightmare clings to me like smoke — cold, choking, impossible to escape. My skin feels too tight, my chest too small, my heartbeat too loud. Samarah presses against me from the inside, trying to steady me, but even she feels rattled.
Too Broken To Be Loved Chapter Twenty Eight
Sleep never comes quietly. It creeps in like a shadow slipping under the door, soft at first, then suffocating. Samarah curls inside me, trying to anchor us both, but even she can’t stop what comes next. The nightmare always begins the same way. With a memory disguised as a dream. I’m ba
Too Broken To Be Loved Chapter Twenty Seven
The door closes behind me with a soft click.Too soft for the way my chest feels.I stand there for a moment, staring at the wood grain like it might give me answers. My wolf presses hard against my skin, pacing, restless, wanting to turn around and go back inside.She’s upset, he growls.“I kn
Too Broken To Be Loved Chapter Twenty Six
The door clicks shut behind him.Soft. Quiet. Too gentle for the storm he leaves behind.I stand there for a long moment, staring at the wood grain like it might give me answers. My heart is pounding, my breath uneven, my wolf pacing so hard inside me I can feel her claws scraping at my ribs.Sa
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