บททั้งหมดของ Broken Bonds: Beyond Destiny: บทที่ 91 - บทที่ 100

SophiaBright and I had woken up early as we had agreed, and he had his arm around my body as if we were still together. I didn’t notice when he placed his arm around me during the night, but I’m sure that, unconsciously, it helped me sleep better. Bright quickly removed his arm from around me when he realized what he was doing and pretended nothing had happened. He didn’t realize that I had noticed, or that I had woken up before he did.I woke up earlier than him because I couldn’t stop thinking about the conversation we were about to have with my brother.I felt empty when he stopped touching me, but it was a reminder that things still weren’t completely right between us. There were still unresolved issues we needed to talk about, or at least that’s what I hoped, just to hold on to the idea that someday everything between Bright and me could be resolved positively.After a few minutes, I turned to look at him, pretending I had just woken up.I turned slowly, nervous about facing his

Sophia The tension in the air had returned. We were once again in the presence of my brother, who had finished his business and came back to the room as we had agreed. I didn’t expect him to come so soon, and I thought I’d feel more relieved during the second part of the conversation, but I wasn’t. I felt just as nervous and uncomfortable with him there. Something told me he was going to get angry. He could barely handle the idea that I was pregnant with Bright’s child after our divorce.James stood leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed over his chest, waiting for us to say what we had to say. And what we had to say was harder than I thought. It was serious, especially during a pregnancy.Bright was next to me, standing. I was sitting on the bed, watching James watch us. He closed the bedroom door, pulled the chair from my desk, and sat in front of us, waiting. He knew he was about to hear something unpleasant."As you can probably guess... we didn’t call you here just to talk

BrightThe meeting was being held in one of the enormous libraries of Sophia’s father. The mansion was luxurious, and the library was no exception. James summoned most of the werewolves to be present. Those who weren’t with us were guarding the house. Everyone was doing an excellent job protecting us. I was proud to be part of a loyal pack. We all protected each other. We were like a second family to one another.Alpha James stood in front of us all, with his commanding posture and serious gaze. He had something important to talk about, and his face made that clear. We were all watching him attentively. I was standing beside him, arms crossed over my chest. My place was always at his side, I was his right hand. I was supposed to be the person he trusted the most, because of my strength and resilience, but I wasn’t exactly his favorite person at the moment.I leaned against the wooden desk to listen to the meeting, but my thoughts were far from there. My mind was full of just one perso

Sophia The TV was playing an old vampire movie I liked, so I was focused on it while waiting for Bright to finish his meeting and talk to me. I missed him, even though it had only been an hour and a half since he left. My back was resting against the headboard of the bed, and a blanket covered my body. The tray of food Mom had brought me was still on the bed, and I hadn’t bothered to move it to the desk. I had devoured everything. Not just because I was hungry, but because Bright was the one who sent me something to eat while he was away. His gesture had opened my appetite. He cared about making sure I ate well. Every small gesture from him lately was breaking me and healing me at the same time, because they made me happy and also filled me with longing. I wished I had valued this when we were still married. I had learned the lesson in a... fairway. But painful.I smiled at a funny scene in the movie but stopped paying attention when I heard footsteps in the hallway and the bedro

SophiaI thought the war was over, but the air was so tense it could be cut with a knife. Breathing became difficult: there was a war, and I was in the middle of it. They both seemed to want to fight each other, and I was the only one who could stop them. They couldn’t act like this. Not here. Not now.Bright had to understand that there was a baby inside my body, and the stress of a fight could affect me. Besides, this wasn’t the way to resolve things. Dante simply came to offer his help, but that didn’t mean I would accept it.I was standing between Bright and Dante, who increased the tension in the room with their deadly stares. The pack was nearby, in the library, and I didn’t want anyone to hear what was happening. It was a completely immature scene, and I didn’t want James to show up and judge me again for the consequences of my actions.Bright despised Dante. It was as if the resentment he had felt toward me recently had been redirected at Dante. There were wounds inside him th