All Chapters of Beneath the Broken Vows: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

The atmosphere in Dr. Marcus’s office felt oppressive, the tension from the confrontation bearing down on all individuals there. Cecilia’s heart raced loudly in her chest, every beat echoing through her taut body. Ethan stood next to her, his imposing stature exuding a striking intensity that appeared to make the room feel even smaller. His wolf instincts were highly alert, and his energy electrified the atmosphere like an impending storm. Dr. Marcus shifted nervously in his seat, his hands quivering a bit as he held onto the sides of his desk. His eyes darted anxiously between Cecilia and Ethan, yet he avoided locking eyes with them for longer than a brief moment. The stack of papers that Cecilia had hurled onto his desk just a moment before was spread out, their incriminating proof yelling the reality he had attempted to conceal. Ethan shattered the quiet first, his voice slicing through the tension like a knife. "You will speak, Marcus," he snarled, his voice deep yet filled with

The atmosphere in the room became heavy with tension as Dr. Marcus fidgeted uncomfortably in his chair, obviously lamenting the words that had slipped out. Cecilia's thoughts were racing, her mind caught in a web of confusion and disbelief. Ethan stood next to her, his stance tense, his eyes steady as he absorbed the details, his wolf detecting the threat hidden in each phrase. Cecilia sensed her heart racing in her chest, the tension increasing with each second that went by. She never anticipated that events would descend into such disorder. Her breathing was light as she attempted to put all the pieces together. "Cecilia remember that I sent you an email to inform you that your results are ready, allowing you to pick them up the following day, Marcus added." However, prior to Cecilia reaching the hospital, that's when everything took place; that's when the person witnessed it. "Marcus, I don't want to repeat myself again. Now, for the very last time,Who else was aware of this?" C

Ethan's voice was a deep, throaty snarl, heavy with his wolf's fury. "What happened afterwards, Marcus? "I want you to tell us everything that happened." The atmosphere in the room was stifling as Cecilia and Ethan fixed their stare on Dr. Marcus, who appeared on the verge of breaking under their sight. The air was heavy with the restrained energy of their wolves,Their instincts were tightly wound, ready to unleash their anger at any moment.. Dr. Marcus anxiously mopped his forehead, his breaths light, as if every breath carried the weight of his guilt.. Marcus shifted uneasily, his hands shaking as they gripped the hem of his coat. His eyes quickly shifted to the door, yet there was no way out. "When Vivian noticed Cecilia's name on the document and verified it was the same Cecilia, she... she changed," he stuttered. "Her attitude changed." "She turned icy and strategic." Cecilia's wolf growled within her thoughts, its voice resonating with just indignation. "And what did she say?

The heavy silence in the room was broken by Marcus's trembling breath. Sweat formed on his forehead as he nervously looked back and forth between Cecilia and Ethan. Their intense stares bore down on him, making his knees feel shaky and his palms to sweat. "I had no other option," Marcus murmured, his voice almost inaudible. "If I had allowed Vivian to speak..." His voice faded away, His breathing grew unsteady, as if just saying the words out loud could bring the disaster he feared.Ethan's growl echoed in the room, deep and threatening.His amber eyes glowed intensely, and it was clear he was struggling to keep his wolf under control."You continue to say that," Ethan growled, moving nearer,He stood there, as overwhelming and powerful as a raging storm. "Yet there is always a decision, Marcus." "You established yours when you passed that line." Marcus flinched, his hands lifted in a worthless attempt to shield himself. "I adore and love my wife," he exclaimed, his words came out qui

The room felt thick with tension. Marcus shifted uncomfortably in his chair, his sharp eyes locked on the flickering fire in the fireplace. He clasped his hands tightly as if the gesture could somehow ease the weight of the memories he carried. When he finally spoke, his voice was low and scratchy"My wife left me a long time ago," he started, hesitating to draw a trembling breath. "She lost the baby, and after that, she could no longer stand being with me." Cecilia, who had been quietly watching him, leaned in, her golden eyes slitting. "Are you trying to tell us that she walked away from you after that incident, Marcus?" He breathed out sharply, his fingers running through his messy black hair. "She held me responsible for all of it." For the connection, for the loss... for the existence she believed she would never experience because of me. "Initially, she had no desire to be my wife." Cecilia shifted her legs, moving with a slow and intentional grace. She inclined her head as t