All Chapters of He Suppressed Our Bond Seven Times, the Eighth Time I Broke It: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

9 Chapters

Chapter 1

“Call Bonnie! I’m ready.” I said as soon as Edward walked into our room. Pushing my hair back, I exposed the spot on my neck where our bond was delicate.He had his pack’s witch, Bonnie, suppress our bond so many times that it was barely visible now.I could see the guilt and remorse flickered through his eyes as he walked closer. Holding my hands gently, he said, “It will be the last time, Emma. I promise.”“Once Darcy was stable and didn't need me around her, You won't have to go through this searing pain.”I had believed him. Seven times. But now, I was done chasing the shadow I would never be able to catch up.Everytime, he went to take care of Darcy, he would have Bonnie suppress our bond. Being an omega, the suppression would leave me in so much pain, I wouldn't get up from bed for weeks.While I would be moaning in pain and cold, he would stay by Darcy's side, comforting her for what, a fever or a scratch she probably caused while cutting her fangs?“It's okay.” I replied, my vo

Chapter 2

The silence after the door slammed shut was heavier than the suppression spell itself.Bonnie didn’t say a word; the pity in her eyes had curdled into a somber respect. She performed the ritual with a practiced, somber efficiency.As the silver light of her magic seared through my veins, dulling the golden thread that connected my soul to Edward’s, I didn’t scream. I didn’t even moan. I simply watched the ceiling, counting the seconds until I was finally, blissfully, numb.“Don't you regret severing your bond with Edward?” Bonnie asked, “He is after all an Alpha, and he has never refused to mark you.”“Never marked me as well.” I said. The silence was deafening before she sighed, “Since he is an Alpha, he would not realise the bond between you two is already broken. Not until the next full Moon.”“I’ll keep my mouth shut by then. But, I hope you have figured out what you are going to do after that.” she said. “You are his fated mate. Edward would not like to lose the power he gets by b

Chapter 3

After Edward suppressed our bond, he would not contact me for a week and spend this time with Darcy. I thought this time would be the same.But surprisingly, he texted me that night.“Don't take Jax’s words to heart, Emma. He talks rubbish.”I read the text and tossed my phone aside, not in a mood to entertain him. But, my phone rang.It was Edward.“Emma, are you mad at me?” He asked as soon as I picked up the call. His voice sounded hoarse.“Why do you care?” I asked instead. Gone were the days I used to melt on a few words he would speak to me softly.“Why won't I?” He spoke, “You are my mate, my Luna. Of course, I care.”“If you cared, you would have been by my side and not by Darcy’s, Edward.” I blurted out, “If you cared you wouldn't let me go through this pain while comforting her for a nightmare.”“Emma…” he whispered my name, soft and gentle. “It will be the last time. I promise. I’ll make it up to you.”“How about we go shopping tomorrow? Just you and me. It's your birthday a

Chapter 4

The cool night air bit at my skin as I stood on the curb, the neon signs of the mall blurring into streaks of artificial light.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw the reflection in that three-way mirror—the way his hands, the same hands that had once traced the mark on my neck, held her with a desperate, hungry possessiveness.Sarah’s beat-up sedan screeched to a halt in front of me. She didn’t ask questions when I climbed in; she just saw my face and hit the gas."The Obsidian Lounge," she said, her voice tight. "It’s loud, it’s dark, and Alphas usually find it beneath them. You okay?""I've never been better," I lied. The hollow space in my chest felt like an open wound, but for the first time, it didn't hurt. It was just numb.The club was a sensory assault. Bass thrummed through the floorboards. I downed three shots of tequila in rapid succession. I wanted to burn the taste of Edward’s lies out of my throat.I was leaning against the bar, watching the crowd, when my phone vibrated

Chapter 5

The scent of jasmine and expensive cologne usually signaled a triumph for the NightShade Pack. Tonight, it smelled like a funeral.Edward stood at the head of the ancestral stone altar, the moonlight carving the sharp planes of his face into a mask of regal impatience.He adjusted the cuff of his charcoal suit for the tenth time, his eyes darting to the heavy oak doors of the ceremonial hall.7:15 PM.The murmurs from the gathered elders were growing louder, a rhythmic buzzing that grated against his heightened Alpha senses."She’s just being dramatic," Darcy whispered, leaning close. She was dressed in silk that clung to her like a second skin, her eyes bright with a triumphant glint she didn't bother to hide."You know how Emma is. She wants you to beg because of that silly photo.""Silence, Darcy," Edward snapped, his voice a low growl that made her flinch.He pulled his phone from his pocket. Still nothing. No "I’m on my way," no "I hate you,"—just the deafening silence of a void.

Chapter 6

Edward sank onto the edge of the bed, clutching the ring so hard the metal bit into his palm. For the first time in his life, the Alpha dominance that had always served him felt useless. He had the power to command armies, but he couldn't command a girl who no longer cared to listen.The moonlight through the window felt like a spotlight on his failure. He stared at the empty room, the silence finally answering the question he had been too arrogant to ask.She wasn't hiding. She wasn't playing a game.She was gone.Edward didn't sleep that night. He stood in his study, the heirloom ring still clutched tightly into his palm. Maps of the continent were sprawled across his mahogany desk, marked with the frantic red ink of failed leads."She can't just vanish," Edward hissed, his voice a sandpaper rasp. "An Omega doesn't have the resources to bypass a high-level pack encryption. Someone helped her."The door creaked open and a familiar scent filled his nostrils, making his pupils relaxed m

Chapter 7

Emma’s POVThe altitude change always made my ears pop, but this time, it felt like a physical shedding of my past.As the plane touched down in the hidden valley of Oakhaven, the heavy, suffocating mantle of ‘Edward’s Omega’ finally fell away.I wasn’t just an ignored mate anymore. I was coming home.The iron gates of the Silver-Thorn Estate creaked open as my taxi pulled up. This wasn’t the suburban townhouse Edward had tucked me away in; this was a fortress.As I stepped out, the scent of cedar and ozone hit me—the signature scent of the Aura Omegas.Standard wolves books say Omegas are the weakest link. They don’t mention the Aura lineage—a group so powerful their influence can stabilize entire packs, or bring Alphas to their knees with a single command.They were supreme because they didn't bow down to Alphas or mix their blood by wedding their own to others.I was the one who broke the chain and betrayed the whole group because I blindly thought Edward was different from others.

Chapter 8

For three weeks, my brothers had treated me like a returning queen, though their idea of "recovering" involved a wardrobe overhaul and a sudden, suspicious interest in my Friday night plans."It’s just a dinner, Emma," Caleb said, adjusting his cufflinks. He looked far too smug for a man who claimed to be 'helping.'"The Council needs to see that you’re back. What better way than a formal meeting with the Supreme?""The Supreme doesn't do 'dinners,' Caleb," I countered, smoothing the silk of my midnight-blue gown. It wasn't a dress someone would choose for an official meeting. It was backless, sharp-edged, and shimmered like moonlight on oil."He does declarations and decrees.""Well," Cassian chimed in from the doorway, "he requested this specifically."I rolled my eyes, thinking it was a political play. The Aura Council was led by a man shrouded in more legend than fact—Lucian Vane, a wolf whose power was said to be so dense it could still the hearts of an entire battalion.When I ar

Chapter 9

The silence that followed Edward’s confession was heavier than the command he had tried to use moments before. He looked small pinned against the stone—a fading echo of a man I had once thought was my entire world."You don't love me, Edward," I said, my voice steady, devoid of the jagged pain that had defined my last two years. "You love the way I made you feel powerful. You love the reflection of yourself you saw in my submission."I lowered my hand, releasing the invisible weight pressing against his chest. Edward slumped to his knees, gasping for air, his eyes searching mine for a flicker of the girl who used to apologize for breathing too loudly. He found nothing but the cold, brilliant clarity of the moon.“That's not true!” He protested, trying to reach out to hold my hands. But, I brushed him off. I could see the genuine hurt in his eyes as he stared at his refused hands in a dilemma before he finally spoke, “Is it about Darcy? Emma, I swear I would not meet her again.”“That p

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