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Sebastian’s Return
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Torn From The Bond A Choice, Not Fate
Tristan’s POVDawn broke over Sanctum with promise. I stood beside Reya at the unfinished archway, sunlight catching on the stone we prepared to lay. Our people gathered—old defenders, Riverdale diplomats, Lycan warriors—all drawn by her presence.Today marked more than construction; it was a new era. Reya looked radiant in simple leather and linen—the armor of a mother and leader. No Luna cloaks. Just trust.I swallowed.Today, I would choose her—not by fate, but by will.Heart’s Drumbeat. Bearing the cornerstone’s nameplate in my palm, I kept my voice steady as I moved over to Reya.She watched the site with the twins behind her. Pearl’s eyes sparkled silver; Luis’s stood violet with determination.Our gazes locked. I saw recognition—hope.My fingers trembled as I handed the stone to her.She whispered, “Thank you.” For a moment, everything paused.Unexpected Horn. A horn sounded from the south flank—a warning.Guards rushed. A hush fell. Reya’s hand tightened on the cornerstone.I
Torn From The Bond A Home Of Her Own
Reya’s POVThe sun rose over Lunaris as we laid the first stone of Sanctum. The new Luna Court—a sanctuary shaped by ash, hope, and purpose. My hands were stained with mortar. My heart pounded with cautious hope.Twins ran around the foundations with Isaac, the master builder, laughter bright as steel. Alpha Tristan stood at my side; his gaze soft, unwavering.“Are you cold?” I asked, noticing his arms hugging his chest.He shrugged. “Just steady. Proud.”“We’re building tomorrow.”He nodded. “Together.”The crowd gathered: Riverdale delegates, Lycan envoys, our pack’s guardians. Their eyes shifted between us—old respect renewed.I stepped forward. “Today, we build more than walls.”Silence pressed.“We build a place of teaching, safety, and healing. Not a throne—Sanctum is a cradle for the future.”Nods, murmurs of approval.Pearl held my hand. Her bright eyes pressed into me. Luis stood tall, iron in his posture.Alpha Tristan crouched, whispering: “They believe.”I squeezed his han
Torn From The Bond Price. Of Peace
Chapter 85: Price of Peace Reya’s POVThe dawn broke over Lunaris in a blaze of color—flags of Riverdale, the Lycan Kingdom, and our own unlapping stark white banner rising together. For a moment, I let the scene wash over me. The war was over. We had won.But I felt nothing. Instead of jubilation, there was a hollow ache in my chest where power and purpose had once burned bright. Alpha Tristan stood by my side, pride soft in his eyes, but his hand felt distant, weighted by the brand I carried, the cost of peace we had paid.Ceremony in the SquareCouncil members and ambassadors filled the courtyard. I stood at the center, twins beside me , Luis tall and solemn, Pearl smaller but strong.Alpha Tristan unrolled the decree.“By vote of Riverdale and the Lycan Kingdom, this court hereby recognizes Lunaris as sovereign and independent. Under Luna and Alpha Reya and shared heir this pack stands united.” The ambassadors applauded.Poofs of smoke signaled ceremonial victory…….echo cannon fi
Torn From The Bond The Final Duel
Reya’s POVMoonlight sliced through shattered stone. This was my birth pack's ancient keep—walls broken, banners decayed. Bones whispered beneath the rubble. Dante chose this ground, knowing every memory here burned like ambered steel.I stepped forward, my blades drawn: one Luna-wrought silver, one Alpha-forged iron. Each pulse in my veins echoed with twins’ heartbeat, Alpha Tristan’s prayers, Sebastian’s sacrifice. The scent of dust and ash filled me. He stood at the center of the throne room—once opulent, now hollow. Crimson runes bled across his robes, eyes black coals of intent.“Mother returns,” he said. His voice hollow poetry. “Let us finish the circle.”He held a blade—dark, rune-slick, curved. I matched him step for step.Duel begins. Steel rang as we met. My silver caught his iron-black blade in sparks. He swung low; I leapt back, wind gusting through rubble.He smiled. “Sharper than before.”“I live sharper,” I hissed.He flicked iron—it sliced my arm. I hissed, thumb ble
Torn From The Bond Shadowed Hearts
Reya’s POVWhispered RuinsThe Wastelands pressed against me like memory pressing through grief. No moon, no stars—just red haze and cracked earth. My pulse still thrummed with Dante’s magic, like a heartbeat under my skin.But this wasn't his power calling me here. It was mine. My rage. My triumph. The ghosts of every crime, every bond, every heartbreak.I’d killed Dante’s hope. But now I carried his darkness.Vision: TristanA gust of wind carried soft laughter. My throat constricted at the sound ---Alpha Tristan and Luis playing in the courtyard, blades training through laughter’s tension. The memory slammed me back to sanctuary, family, something I almost destroyed.I stumbled. The illusion cracked.Then his voice: “You don’t have to do this alone.”My throat shut.I blinked ---- Alpha Tristan’s face dissolved into the ash-laden sky.Echo of Lydia--Ash blew over me like mist. In it, Lydia appeared—beads of rain on her brow, a sharp smile.“You betrayed him, you know,” she whisper
Torn From The Bond Into the Wastelands
Reya’s POVThe Bleak BorderThe mouth of the Wastelands yawned like an open wound against the horizon. No landmarks—no trees, no rivers, just endless gray dust and drifting embers. I inhaled the smoldering air, tasting ash on my tongue. It clung to my skin, to my blood, like a curse I welcomed.“No backup,” I whispered. My breath trembled in my throat, but I stepped forward anyway. Alpha Tristan’s voice still lingered: If I die, finish this—for them.I held their faces in my mind: Pearl’s silver gaze, Luis’s violet fire, Alpha Tristan’s tear-stained fear. Each footstep was a vow I carried for them.Step Into MadnessThere was no path—just wasteland and silence. My senses floated on the edge. I felt Dante’s blood magic seeping through the land, like venom pooling in the dirt. No stray creatures crawled here, but every ripple of air seemed tainted.The wind carried whispers—voices I recognized. Chloe’s mocking laugh. Lycan Xander’s rage. Lydia’s gentle chiding. Alpha Tristan’s plea.I s
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