All Chapters of Shattered Mate Bond: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Shattered Mate Bond Book 2Trial by PackAiden pov The council chamber was packed beyond capacity. Every ranking wolf, every family head, every elder—they'd all shown up. Standing room only, with wolves pressed shoulder to shoulder against the walls. The air was thick with tension and competing scents—anger, curiosity, judgment. I sat in my designated seat at the front, Sera tucked securely in my lap despite the formal setting. My arms were wrapped around her waist, one hand splayed possessively over her stomach. Let them see. Let them all understand that she was *mine*, protected by me, claimed by me. Her heart was racing—I could feel it through our pressed-together bodies, could sense her anxiety spiking through the mate bond. But outwardly she sat composed, her back straight, her expression carefully neutral. My brave, terrified mate. Dad stood at the podium, his alpha aura filling the massive room. Mom sat in the Luna's chair to his right, her own authority radiating out

Shattered Mate Bond: Book 2 Truth ExposedSera pov "June 15th." My voice had gone hoarse an hour ago, but I pushed through. "Brittany and Madison cornered me in the east bathroom during the summer solstice celebration. They said I was an embarrassment to the pack. That everyone could smell my weakness. Brittany grabbed my arm—" I touched the spot reflexively, "—hard enough to bruise, and shoved me into the sink. The impact cracked a rib. I told the medical staff I'd fallen." The lie tasted bitter even now. I looked up from my documented notes to scan the crowd. Elder Margaret's face was pale with anger. Maria Gonzalez, the omega mother, had tears streaming down her cheeks. Thomas Morrison looked uncomfortable, his earlier certainty crumbling as the reality of what his cousin had done became undeniable. "June 28th. Courtney 'accidentally' spilled boiling coffee on my forearm in the pack house dining hall. Third-degree burn requiring medical treatment. She laughed and told m

Shattered Mate Bond: Book 2 Choosing LifeAiden povThe sun had set twenty minutes ago. I knew because I'd been watching the clock on my phone obsessively, tracking each minute that passed. Tracking the moment when Brittany's execution would take place on the other side of the pack territory.Sera knew too. I could feel her awareness through the mate bond—the knowledge that right now, at this exact moment, someone was dying because of what they'd done to her.We'd returned to our suite after the ritual. Mom had offered to stay, but Sera had quietly asked for just the two of us. Jake was posted outside the door—close enough for security, far enough for privacy.Now Sera sat in my lap on the couch, her back against my chest, my arms wrapped around her waist. She was tense, her breathing shallow, clearly trying not to think about what was happening.So I was doing my best to distract her."Tell me about your favorite book," I murmured against her ear, pressing a soft kiss just below it

Shattered Mate Bond: Book 2 Three: Protective Fury**Aiden pov I was going to rip someone apart. Not metaphorically. Not as an empty threat. I was literally going to shift and tear into whoever thought they could threaten my mate and walk away alive. The rage coursing through my veins was barely contained, my wolf snarling and snapping at my control. Every muscle in my body was tense, coiled, ready to hunt. My canines kept threatening to extend, my eyes flickering gold without my permission. But I couldn't let Sera see the full extent of my fury. She sat on the couch in Dad's private quarters—our temporary home until the threat was eliminated—curled into a tight ball with her arms wrapped around her knees. She'd been like that for the past hour, barely speaking, just staring at nothing while fear radiated through the mate bond. Mom had left ten minutes ago to coordinate with the omega sectors, ensuring everyone knew to report suspicious activity. Dad and Jake were out with the

Shattered Mate Bond: Book 2 The Trap Springs Sera pov The garden was beautiful in the moonlight—roses blooming despite the autumn chill, the fountain trickling softly, fairy lights strung between the trees casting everything in a warm, deceptive glow. The monthly pack social was in full swing inside the pack house, music and laughter drifting through the open windows. And I sat alone on a stone bench, wearing the pale pink dress Grace had chosen because it made me look "soft and vulnerable"—perfect bait. Except I wasn't alone. Not really. Aiden was twenty feet away, partially hidden by a trellis covered in climbing ivy, his eyes never leaving me. Jake was positioned near the fountain, pretending to be on his phone. Henderson had guards scattered throughout the garden, all in civilian clothes, all watching. But to anyone observing, I looked isolated. Unprotected. An easy target. My heart hammered so hard I was certain everyone could hear it. The mate bond thrummed with A