All Chapters of Broken Bonds: Beyond Destiny: Chapter 251 - Chapter 260

BrightThe pain burned through me like fire. It seared and scorched too much.Every breath was a sharp blow to my abdomen, a stab that made me grit my teeth until they nearly broke. The bullet was there, lodged just beneath my ribs. I could feel it; I could smell my own blood mixed with the smoke and dust still hanging in the air.“Hold on, Bright!” James yelled, leaning over me with his face stained with soot and dried blood.I was lying on the floor of the hall where, only a few hours earlier, Sophia and I had gotten married. Where she had smiled among warm lights and soft music. Now everything was a battlefield.The flowers were trampled, tables overturned, glasses shattered. Instead of laughter there were moans of pain. Around me, several wounded were trying to stanch the blood from their injuries, and others ran to help the worst off. Some didn’t move at all.The metallic smell of blood mixed with the explosion’s smoke.“God!” I growled through my teeth as James pressed on my wou

BrightPain.That’s what had been tearing through my body since the night of my wedding. Physical pain and emotional pain. Both hurt like hell, but one of them hurt more. And it was the emotional pain that consumed me.Still, the physical pain wouldn’t let me breathe either.The burning in my abdomen was unbearable. It felt like the fire of a volcano was running through my veins, scorching every fiber of my body. The silver bullet kept wreaking havoc inside me, slow, cruel, mocking me for still being alive. Two days had passed since it all happened, and yet the poison was still doing its damn work inside me. It wouldn’t fade. My breathing was heavy, ragged, and every time I tried to move, the pain forced a groan out of me that carried everything my heart felt for not having any news about my beloved.Sophia... Damn it... how didn’t I see this coming? I got complacent. I thought nothing could go wrong if we were all in the same place. But I underestimated Dante. I exposed her to this.

SophiaIt had been a month, maybe more, since the night of my wedding. I hadn’t seen my people since then. A month since that attack, since the desperate screams, the fear, the smell of gunpowder hanging in the air. And since the deaths.I didn’t know what day it was anymore, or even what time. Dante kept me prisoner. In that abandoned house, time didn’t move. The curtains were closed, the windows were boarded up with old planks, and the air constantly smelled of dampness. I could barely tell day from night by the faint light that seeped in from outside.I was sitting on the bed, my hands resting on my swollen belly. My baby moved inside me, sometimes forcefully, as if he wanted to remind me that he was still there. As if he wanted to give me strength to believe that not everything in my life was lost. Each movement reminded me of Bright and comforted me a little. But I was afraid. I couldn’t stop thinking that when the time came, Dante would force me to give birth here, not in a hosp

SophiaThe faint morning light slipped through the cracks between the wooden planks nailed to the window. It was cold. So cold. I sat up slowly, my body heavy from another night of restless sleep. My back ached from lying on the same side every night, I refused to face Dante while sleeping. He had gone out early that morning, as usual. I didn’t know what he did, and I didn’t want to ask because I was afraid of the answer. I stayed in bed, staring at the rusted tin ceiling. The house was falling apart.When I finally managed to get up, I pressed my hand against the edge of the mattress, hearing the faint rattle of the chains. That’s when I noticed a small black rectangle on the floor, half hidden near the wood. At first, I thought it was a piece of paper, but then I saw the faint gleam. A cell phone.A phone!My heart leapt. My first instinct was to grab it, but I hesitated. Still, it was a chance, my chance, so I didn’t wait long.I picked it up carefully. It wasn’t one of the modern

SophiaThe monitor beeped relentlessly, each sharp pulse matching the fear running through me. I closed my eyes, then opened them again. The beeping continued.My mouth tasted like metal, and my throat burned from vomiting so much.Next to me, Dante sat holding my arm in his discreet way. His gaze stayed fixed, silent, but I could tell he was holding back words.The doctor glanced at me, then at the monitor, her expression kind. Then she looked back at me, attentive.“Do you feel all right, Sophia?” she asked while taking notes on her tablet.I swallowed hard. I could feel Dante’s silent pressure forcing me to say yes.“Yes… just a little dizzy,” I answered, lowering my gaze.She frowned.“Your pulse is quite irregular,” she said, looking at the screen. “Are you nervous about something? You don’t have to be. You’re safe here.”My heart jumped, like she had read my thoughts. The doctor looked directly at me, but I could feel Dante’s burning stare from beside me. I turned my head slight