All Chapters of Broken by One, Saved by Another: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Two days had passed since Luka had confessed the truth about Alec—his twin, the rogue king, and the man who had once been his closest ally. The tension in Crescent Moon Pack had only grown since then. The looming threat of another attack by Alec and his rogues weighed heavily on everyone. Patrols were doubled, guards were on high alert, and the warriors trained relentlessly. Luka remained focused on protecting the pack, his determination to stop Alec stronger than ever. Elara, however, couldn’t shake the growing doubt that had taken root in her mind. Luka’s words had painted Alec as a heartless monster, but there was something about Alec that didn’t fit that narrative. She remembered their brief encounter in the forest, the calm intensity in his eyes, and most of all, the strange tug of the mate bond she had felt with him. It was a pull she couldn’t explain, and it had left her questioning everythin

For a long moment, Elara just sat there, her body trembling with the aftershocks of Luka’s rage. Her throat ached from the pressure of his grip, and her cheek still burned from the slap. But it wasn’t the physical pain that hurt the most. It was the realization that the bond between her and Luka—the bond that had once seemed so strong, so unbreakable—was cracking. Splintering under the weight of secrets and lies. Elara stared at the closed door, her mind racing with the impossibility of her situation. She had two mates. Two brothers. One who had locked her in a room to keep her under his control, and the other who waited in the shadows, his connection to her undeniable. Tears filled her eyes, but she blinked them back, refusing to let them fall. She wouldn’t cry. Not now. But as she sat there, alone and trapped, o

Luka stood in the doorway, his eyes blazing with fury. His silver gaze immediately locked onto Marcus, and the temperature in the room seemed to drop several degrees. Luka’s body was rigid, his fists clenched at his sides as he stalked toward Marcus with the deadly precision of a predator. “Get. Out,” Luka growled, his voice dripping with menace. Marcus straightened, his smile faltering as he quickly backed away. “I was just checking on her,” he said smoothly, though there was a flicker of fear in his eyes now. “Making sure she was comfortable.” Luka’s expression darkened, his eyes flashing dangerously. “Get out before I tear you apart.” Marcus swallowed hard, his bravado crumbling under Luka’s furious gaze. He quickly turned and left the room, closing the door behind him withou

 Luka stared at her, his silver eyes searching her face as if trying to find some hidden truth in her words. For a moment, the tension between them was thick, and Elara thought she saw a flicker of doubt cross his face. But just as quickly, his expression hardened again. “I’ll do whatever it takes to protect you,” Luka said, his voice cold. “Even if you don’t understand it.” Elara’s heart sank, the weight of his words settling over her like a lead blanket. She had hoped, for a brief moment, that he might listen to her, that he might realize how far he had pushed her away. But Luka’s obsession with control, his need to dominate and protect her at all costs, had blinded him to the truth. Without another word, Luka turned and left the room, closing the door behind him with a finality that echoed in the small space.

Without warning, Elara shifted into her wolf form, the transformation happening so quickly that Alec barely had time to react. Her sleek black fur rippled as she let out a growl, baring her teeth at him, her yellow eyes blazing with determination. She wasn’t going to let him trap her. She wasn’t going to be claimed by anyone. Alec’s expression shifted, surprise flickering across his face as he watched her shift. He didn’t move, didn’t flinch, but the intensity in his eyes grew darker. He was powerful—more powerful than anyone she had ever faced—but Elara didn’t care. She would fight him, and she would win. For a moment, they stood there, staring each other down, the tension between them thick and palpable. Then, without a word, Elara lunged at him, her claws outstretched and her teeth bared. She moved quickly, faster than she thought possible, her body