All Chapters of Broken by One, Desired by All : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

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51~ I Felt His Pain Through The Mate Bond

Miles' Point Of View They turned away, muttering incantations, their magic weaving faster.And me? I was pacing like a caged animal, clawing at my hair, biting the inside of my cheek until I tasted blood. My ears rang with silence, then with the pounding of my own heart.Every second stretched into eternity. And then, the doors slammed open. I whipped around.Ronan.His usually cold, calculating expression was shattered. His hair was messy, his chest rising and falling as if he had run the whole way here. His eyes… wild, red-rimmed, found mine immediately.“Where’s Zane?” he demanded, his voice hoarse, almost breaking.“Why are you here?” I asked, staring at him through my heated gaze.“The mate bond… I felt his pain through the mate bond.” He replied, voice cracked.I stiffened, stepping forward, intercepting him before he could approach the bed.“He’s being treated,” I snapped. “Stay back.”Ronan’s gaze darted to the bed, to Zane’s body lying so still under the glow of healing spel

52~ This Is All Your Fault, Miles

Miles' Point Of View He tried to smile, weak but genuine, and something in my chest pulled painfully tight. I hadn’t realized until now how close I was leaning. Our faces… our noses nearly touched. I could feel his breath against my lips, warm despite his exhaustion. My hand was still on his pillow, supporting me, but all I could think about was how easily I could close that tiny distance… a shadow shifted at the corner of my vision. Ronan. He stood by the door, his face carved with tension, his eyes locked on us like a predator watching prey. I felt the air in the room shift. His expression darkened instantly at the sight of how close I was to Zane, like a stormcloud blotting out the light. He strode forward, each step heavy, controlled. I could almost hear his teeth grinding. But before he could say anything, before he could even lean close… “I’m fine,” Zane said quickly, turning his head slightly toward him. His voice was still soft, weak, but there was enough firmness in it t

53~ The Traces Match Those of Ronan's Clan

Zane's Point Of View The room was quiet after Ronan left, too quiet. The faint scent of herbs from the recovery incense lingered in the air, mixing with the sterile tang of medicine. My gaze lingered on the small wooden box Ronan had left behind, sitting neatly on the bedside table. The silver ribbon glimmered faintly under the lamplight, but for some reason, it felt heavier than it looked as if the air around it carried Ronan’s unspoken emotions. I turned away from it and found Miles sitting at the edge of the bed, shoulders hunched, eyes shadowed with guilt. His usual gentle smile was nowhere to be seen. “He’s right. This is my fault,” Miles muttered, voice low, almost like he was confessing to himself. “I should have done more. I should’ve…” I shook my head weakly, cutting him off. “Miles, stop.” My throat was still sore, every word scraping like gravel, but I forced the firmness into my tone. “You did everything you could. It’s not your fault.” He finally looked up at me. H

54~ Was Ronan Concern Real?

Zane's Point Of ViewThe words Miles had spoken clung to my chest like chains, each syllable dragging me further into an abyss I didn’t want to face. Ronan’s family… My heart hammered violently, pounding against my ribs as though it wanted to escape the cage of my body. My throat was so tight I could barely breathe, the air scraping painfully in and out of my lungs.“No… that can’t be right.” My voice cracked, raw and desperate, as I shook my head over and over like a man drowning who refused to let go of the surface. “Miles, there has to be a mistake. Tell me you’re wrong. Tell me this is just… some coincidence. You can’t mean what you’re saying.”But Miles didn’t soften the blow. His jaw was clenched, his eyes firm yet full of regret. “Zane,” he said quietly, “I wouldn’t have told you if I wasn’t certain. The residue was unmistakable. The academy has already confirmed it.”My vision blurred, as though the world itself recoiled from me. A deep, splintering ache spread through my skul

55~ You Don't Get To Play Innocent, Ronan.

Zane's Point Of View The first days back at the academy felt like moving through a world that was both familiar and foreign at the same time. The white halls, the murmur of students, the scent of old parchment and ink—all of it should have been comforting. Instead, each echoing footstep, each glance cast in my direction felt like a reminder of the fracture inside me. Still, I forced myself to keep going. I’d barely taken three steps down the corridor when a familiar voice called out, “Zane!” I turned, and there was Charlie… his usual easy grin plastered across his face, his brown hair slightly disheveled, and a stack of books balanced precariously under one arm. For the first time in days, I felt something stir in me that wasn’t anger, suspicion, or dread. “Charlie…” I managed, my voice low but warmer than I expected. He jogged the last few steps to me, his books nearly toppling. “Man, I heard about what happened during the ritual. Everyone’s been whispering about it. Are you…”

56~ History Might Just Repeat Itself

Zane's Point Of View Ronan’s voice cracked through the silence again, his tone uncharacteristically pleading. “Zane, just… listen to me. I’m telling you the truth. I swear on my blood, on my life, give me time to investigate this. Don’t throw away everything between us over something we don’t fully understand.” His eyes searched mine, desperate, almost raw. It should have made me falter. It should have softened the iron wall I had built inside my chest. But all I could feel was the weight of betrayal pressing down on me, suffocating me. “You keep saying time,” I muttered bitterly, my fists tightening at my sides. “Time to investigate, time to explain, time to hide behind excuses. Tell me, Ronan, how much time would I have had left if that magic had killed me? None.” He flinched at my words, but before he could speak, the sound of footsteps broke through the tension. A cluster of figures began to appear from the far end of the hall, their voices carrying softly before they even rea

57~ You'll Apologize To Zane

Zane's Point Of View The classroom buzzed with low chatter, the scrape of chairs, the rustle of books. The air was thick with the tension that always seemed to follow me now, like a shadow I could never shake. Eyes slid toward me the moment I walked in, some curious, others openly hostile, and a few dripping with pity that I didn’t need.I chose a seat near the back, away from the window’s glare. I kept my head down, but I could feel the weight of every gaze that shifted toward me. Whispers rustled through the room like dry leaves, and though I couldn’t hear every word, I already knew what they were saying.Failed inheritance. Backlash. Dead weight.My jaw tightened. I forced myself to sit tall, even though my insides felt hollow.And then there was her.Alisa.She sat near the center of the classroom surrounded by her loyal pack of sycophants. Her golden hair shimmered in the sunlight pouring through the tall academy windows, her chin tilted upward with that infuriating pride she wo

58~ Get. On. Your. Knees

Zane's Point Of View Miles cut her off with a sharp gesture. “I am not ‘siding’ with anyone. I am upholding the law. If you wish to avoid harsher punishment, you will apologize. To Zane.” The classroom collectively sucked in a breath. All eyes turned to her. Alisa’s jaw dropped, her face flaming with outrage. “What?!” Miles’s tone hardened. “You heard me. Apologize.” For a moment she just stood there, trembling with indignation. Then she tried a different tactic. She tilted her head, her voice dropping into a sugary tone. “Miles… surely you’re joking with me? You wouldn’t actually make me humiliate myself in front of all these people, would you?” She pouted, her voice soft, almost childlike. “I’ve always admired you. I know you wouldn’t be so cruel…” But Miles’s expression didn’t waver. If anything, his eyes grew colder. “My decision stands.” The sweetness vanished from her face in an instant. Her hands curled into fists at her sides. “This… this is ridiculous! You expect me t

59~ This Will Be The Final Test

Zane's Point Of View The room was still buzzing faintly with the aftertaste of Alisa’s tantrum when Miles shifted closer to me. He didn’t say anything at first, just that quiet, assessing stare of his, the kind that seemed to strip past my skin and into the things I kept buried. I leaned back in my chair, deliberately casual, though every nerve inside me was still charged from the confrontation. Alisa’s venom still lingered in the air like smoke. I finally broke the silence. “You don’t have to worry. She won’t try anything else. The teacher will be here soon.” Miles’s eyes narrowed. “You say that like you’re sure. But Zane… you haven’t fully recovered from the backlash yet.” I froze for half a second before masking it with a small smirk. “Tch. You noticed.” “Of course I noticed.” His voice was low, controlled, but edged with sharp concern. “I always notice when you’re pushing yourself too far. Your aura still flickers when you use your energy. If you get dragged into anoth

60~ I Accept

Zane's Point Of View A bitter chuckle almost escaped my lips. Half-dead? Maybe. But I was tired of being ridiculed by everyone. This trial is very important to me, and I must not fail, if I want to change their opinion about me.The classroom emptied quicker than I expected. Groups were already forming around me, chatter bouncing off the stone walls as everyone scrambled to secure allies. It was like watching predators sniff out the weakest prey, deciding who to hunt with and who to hunt down.Laughter, whispered deals, handshakes, everywhere I looked, it was a frenzy.I sat at my desk, tapping the edge with my finger. I should’ve felt the same urgency as them. Hell, maybe I did. But there was this weight pressing on my chest, the kind you can’t just shake off.Charlie leaned over from his seat, his mop of messy brown hair falling into his eyes. “Guess this is the part where everyone pretends they actually like each other.”I gave him a sideways glance. “You’re not wrong.”He smirked

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