All Chapters of Shattered Mate Bond: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Shattered Mate Bond New Beginnings Jace's POV I felt it the moment Grace walked into our shared office—a pull through our newly forged bond that was different from the usual awareness of her presence. Stronger somehow, more insistent, carrying undertones I couldn't quite identify. Two weeks. Two weeks since we'd completed the mating ceremony, and we'd spent most of that time making up for three years of separation. Our bedroom, obviously. The shower. The training room after hours. And yes, this office, which had become a particular favorite given its convenient lock and the desk that was exactly the right height for— I loved feeling every inch of her pushy on my cock. I get hard randomly from it. Her moans make me leak as well. I have to keep extra clothes at the office because of it. "Stop thinking so loudly," Grace said with amusement, closing the door behind her and engaging the lock with practiced efficiency. "I can feel your thoughts through the bond." "Can you?" I asked

Shattered Mate Bond Finally Mine Jace's POV I stood in the doorway of our bedroom, watching Grace as she stood by the window in the early morning light. Her hand moved in slow, unconscious circles over her stomach—still flat, still showing no visible signs of the life growing inside her, but the gesture was already becoming habit. *Mine.* The word resonated through my chest with fierce satisfaction. Not in the possessive, controlling way I'd once thought ownership meant, but in the profound sense of partnership and commitment. Grace Silver was mine because she chose to be, because we'd built something together that was stronger than fate or biology or any mystical mate bond. And now we were building something even more extraordinary—a family. Three years ago, I'd thrown away the most precious gift the Moon Goddess had ever given me. I'd rejected my mate because she didn't fit the shallow, arrogant vision I had of what strength looked like. I'd destroyed something irreplaceable

Shattered Mate Bond: Book 2 Broken and Listening Sera pov The voices filtered through the haze of medication like radio stations cutting in and out. Male. Deep. Familiar in a way that made my chest ache even through the fog of painkillers. Aiden. My mate. The one who didn't want me. I kept my eyes firmly shut, my breathing steady and slow. Everything hurt—a dull, persistent throb that radiated from my ribs with each inhale. My wrist felt encased in concrete, heavy and wrong. But worse than the physical pain was the sharp, jagged sensation behind my sternum where the mate bond pulsed weakly. He was close. Too close. The bond stretched toward him like a plant seeking sunlight, desperate and pathetic. *Stop it*, I told my wolf. *He doesn't want us.* She whimpered in response, wounded and confused. "You can't just stand there and brood at her bedside all night," came another voice. Female. Warm but firm. "Either talk to her when she wakes up, or go home and figure out what you'

Breaking Point** Aiden pov I took three steadying breaths outside Sera's door, rolling my shoulders to release some of the tension coiled there. Mom squeezed my arm once in encouragement before she and Dad headed toward the waiting area to give us privacy. I needed to get this right or risk losing her forever. *You can do this. Just be honest. Tell her everything.* My wolf was pacing anxiously, desperate to get back to our mate. The separation—even just standing in the hallway—felt wrong. Every instinct screamed at me to be at her side, protecting her, keeping her safe. *Like you did such a great job of that earlier*, I thought bitterly. I reached for the door handle, already forming the words in my mind. I'd tell her about the pressure of being the heir. About watching other alphas' mates get torn apart by pack politics. About my terror that her gentle nature would be destroyed by the brutal world I lived in. I'd explain that I thought I was protecting her, and then I'd a

Shattered Mate Bond The Truth in Her EyesAiden pov I felt her trembling in my arms, this tiny she-wolf who'd somehow become my entire world in the span of a few devastating hours. The mate bond thrummed between us, stronger now than it had been when I'd been fighting it, and I could feel echoes of her emotions—pain, fear, confusion, and underneath it all, a fragile thread of hope. That hope terrified me more than anything. Because I could crush it so easily. I'd already proven that. "I don't know if I can," she whispered against my chest, so quietly I almost missed it. "What if you change your mind again? What if I'm not—" "You are." I pressed my lips to her hair, breathing in her scent, letting it calm my wolf who was still furious about Brittany's attack. "Sera, look at me. Please." She tilted her head back slowly, those deep brown eyes meeting mine. They were red-rimmed from tears, hazy with pain, but still so achingly beautiful it made my chest tight. "I was a fool," I sai