All Chapters of His Eternal Bond Was Never Mine: Chapter 11 - Chapter 17

Darius’s POVThe moment the mental link was severed for good, I knew I’d lost her. Completely.I sat in the ruins of my chambers for three days and three nights, surrounded by shattered glass, the blood-stained floor, and the heartbreaking absence of her soul’s scent.On the fourth day, I finally moved.I had to have answers.Isolde’s words echoed in my head: Are you sure you even remember who really saved you?My form became a blur, an invisible wraith moving across the city’s rooftops and alleys, the world a smear of desperate motion.Chloe’s residence.She was the only one left who knew the real Isolde.Bang, bang, bang!My fist hammered on her door.When it opened, Chloe’s face was a mask of disgust.“Get lost,” she snarled, trying to slam the door.I blocked it with my hand. “Tell me where Isolde is.”“You have the nerve to come looking for her?” Chloe laughed, a bitter, ugly sound. “Don’t you have your little tramp to worry about?”“I need to talk to her.”“Talk about what? How y

Isolde’s POVTwo years later.I was back in New York.Not for Darius, but for the Global Supernatural Summit.It was the pinnacle of my career.“Isolde!” Chloe ran over to hug me. “Gods, you look amazing!”It was true. I had changed.Two years of research had elevated my powers to a new level.I was now the youngest Master in the Academy’s history.More importantly, I had found peace.“And who is this ‘we’?” Chloe asked, raising an eyebrow.I turned just as Julian walked toward us.He was handsome in a perfectly tailored black suit, his smile as warm as ever.“This is Julian,” I said, my voice clear and steady as I took his hand. “My research partner… and my life partner. My chosen blood-mate.”Chloe looked from me to him, a flicker of understanding in her eyes. “You two…”“Yes,” I said, squeezing Julian’s hand. “We’re together.”The celebration was held at New York’s most luxurious hotel.The hall was filled with familiar faces.Julian and I moved through the crowd as one. A single, s

Isolde’s POV“It’s too late,” I said, looking down at Darius, who still stood before me like a supplicant.I met his gaze, my own unforgiving. “Five hundred years, Darius. And in all that time, you never saw me. You never truly loved me.”“You never once sent me a single blood-rose—the simplest token between mates—because you thought it was unnecessary ceremony.”“My passion, my talents… you dismissed them as a trivial hobby.”“You defiled the most sacred rite of our people, a bond blessed by the Night Goddess herself, for a pathetic, calculated lie.”Each word twisted like a silver knife in his heart.“I… I didn’t think any of that mattered…”“Exactly. It didn’t matter to you,” I looked down on him. “Because you thought I was your property. You thought I would never leave.”“Let me be clear, Darius,” my words were sharp as blades. “You’re not mourning us. You’re mourning your bruised ego. You can’t stand that a possession you thought was yours chose to leave.”He looked up at me, and

Isolde’s POV“Yes.”My answer stunned everyone in the room.“Isolde?” Julian looked at me, a question in his eyes.“If you want to come, you can come,” I said to Darius. “But only to watch.”A flicker of light crossed Darius’s eyes. “Thank you.”The next morning, the doctors cleared Darius to leave the hospital for a few hours.“But not for long,” he warned. “The holy-light poison isn’t fully purged.”Julian had a formal invitation sent over, along with a blood-garnet brooch.It was the highest courtesy for a guest.At three o’clock, the ceremony began.The location was beside the oldest Fountain of Eternal Night in Switzerland.We were surrounded by the Alps, the snowy peaks glittering under the moonlight.The fountain’s water was black as a mirror, giving off a soft, silver glow.I wore a traditional black ceremonial gown, with a crown of blood-roses in my hair.Julian wore the deep blue ceremonial robes of a Prince, the gold sigil of the Sunstone Covenant pinned to his chest.The He