Semua Bab Broken Bonds: Beyond Destiny: Bab 151 - Bab 160

BrightI didn’t like being here.They could smile, greet me enthusiastically, pat me on the back like they’d known me all my life, but something didn’t fit.Or maybe I was the one who didn’t fit.No matter how hard I tried to look relaxed, my body was tense, like I might have to go into defense mode at any second. It wasn’t really about them, at least not directly. It was the feeling of being surrounded by strangers, by a system that didn’t belong to me.This wasn’t my pack.Not really, even if it was officially now.The welcome had been loud, full of excitement. Voices, laughter, werewolves slapping each other on the back, joking around, forming an invisible web of bonds I wasn’t part of yet.They greeted me warmly, asked about my story, wanted to include me… but none of that could silence the emptiness in my chest.I missed my pack.I missed the forest where I grew up, the house that no longer existed, and the familiar faces. I even missed the arguments with Thomas, because they wer

Bright I felt my jaw so tense it hurt. I looked at him with narrowed eyes, unable to hide the contempt he stirred in me. “You know what, Dante? Talking is what you do best. But if you were truly a respectful man, you would’ve called me. Period. There's no excuse for staying here with her when she has a boyfriend,” I snapped, crossing my arms over my chest.Dante stood in front of me, still calm, as if my anger were some kind of overreaction. “Maybe. But if I were Sophia’s future husband, I wouldn’t have left her alone at home —not even for a meeting— knowing from the start that she wasn’t feeling well,” he replied with a calm that drove me insane. I took a step toward him, clenching my fists. “And who do you think you are to lecture me? A saint? You have no idea what's going on, and you come into my house thinking you can give me lessons? Seriously?” I stepped even closer, fists still tight. “Again, who the hell do you think you are? You don’t know what’s happening between Soph

Sophia The coffee cup burned gently between my hands, but the heat wasn’t uncomfortable. It was comforting. I snuggled a little closer to Bright, who had one firm arm wrapped around me while holding his own cup in the other hand. The silence in the living room was thick, but not awkward. It was just us, and for the first time in a long while, I felt a kind of peace amidst all the chaos.“That conversation was insane. God,” Bright murmured suddenly, breaking the silence. His voice was hoarse, as if he hadn’t spoken in days, though I knew it was exhaustion that gave it that raw edge. “The conversation with James was one of the tensest I’ve had in years.”I looked at him, frowning with concern. “What happened?” “I was alone with him because the others didn’t arrive on time like we did.”Bright lowered his gaze to the dark liquid in his cup, as if trying to find the right words there. “He did what I expected. He threatened to fire me. Said he doesn’t want me there, that my presence bo

Sophia The elevator stopped on the executive floor, and I stepped out before Bright. The sound of my heels echoed down the silent hallway, bouncing off the sterile white walls of the company. Although everything seemed normal, there was a lingering tension that had been tightening my chest since we left the house. It felt like an invisible thread connected our every move, pulling tighter each time we got too close to the truth neither of us dared to say out loud.We entered the meeting room together. It was empty, as expected. There were still a few minutes before the others arrived. I took my usual seat at the side of the glass table, while Bright sat beside me, as if to offer mutual support. Though he hadn’t said a word since we left the car, his presence was solid, like he was trying to shield me just by being close.I took a deep breath and crossed my legs, trying to mask the unease I felt. The last time we were here together, things had been different. The last time Bright had b

Sophia The other meeting rooms had completely emptied. The murmur of conversations and the scrape of chairs dragging against the floor still lingered in the air, like an echo that refused to fade away. I stood there, facing Stefan, feeling the silence settle in the hallway, looking straight at him. Both of us are uncomfortable. Both of us are in different realities. It was clear this wasn’t an easy conversation for him.The footsteps in the hallway stopped. Apparently, there was no one else left nearby. I wasn’t sure if that was good or bad. I didn’t know if the silence was a blessing or not.Stefan didn’t seem in a hurry to speak. His hands rested in his pockets, his gaze fixed on me with an intensity that made me uneasy. It wasn’t an aggressive discomfort, but rather a quiet weight that made me lower my eyes. The tension in the air was thick enough to cut with a knife.He looked at me, and I felt guilty, as if I had committed a crime.For a while, I hadn’t seen Stefan because I had