Bonds Will Be Broken Novels & Stories

He headed back to the Pack House, intending to finally sit Celine down and talk. The living room lights were still on. On the coffee table sat a single piece of paper and a ring. He walked over and picked up the paper. As he realized what he was looking at, it felt like a bolt of lightning had struck him. A Declaration of Dissolution. Celine wanted to sever their mate bond. His hands began to shake. His gaze fell to the ring—their wedding band, the one Celine had worn for five years. He tried to reach her through the Mind Link, but he was met with nothing but a void. She had already left the Dark Moon territory.

But just then, a tearing pain ripped through my chest. "Argh!" A violent cough ripped through me, and blood sprayed from my lips. My knees gave out. I crashed to the floor as a phantom hand plunged into my chest and tore my soul in half. This feeling... The mate bond... it's breaking! "No! Evelyn!" I screamed at the sky. "Impossible!" The pain grew more intense. I could feel the invisible thread connecting our souls snapping, inch by inch. Every break was like another slice into my heart. "Austen!" Seraphina knelt beside me in terror. "What's wrong?"

Yet, I knew the challenges were far from over, and I couldn’t help but wonder what they knew about bonds failing. “Have you ever heard of a true bond breaking?” I asked, drawing their attention. “What?” Willow replied, looking puzzled. “Have you ever heard of a true bond breaking?” “W-Why?” she stammered, her voice laced with concern, and I realized she thought I was talking about us. I held up my hand, shaking my head. “Little mate, not us. I was speaking in general.” She let out a sigh of relief, and I felt a confidence boost.

I yelled. "Oh and by the way Aubrey blocked you, just like what I'm about to do. Bye hoe. Nice knowing you. It's a pity that our friendship broke off over your slutty ways." I said before hanging up. She needs to go.

“She’s not Lyra—she’s dead! She’s mine to break, mine to destroy! Don’t you dare put her above me again!” But Xander didn’t flinch. His eyes stayed locked on mine, even as Nyla’s madness filled the room. And in that moment, I knew—whatever chaos was about to come, their bond was fracturing. Their control over me was slipping. And fear had finally taken root in their hearts.

The moment I heard my father's voice, all my defenses collapsed. "Dad, I lost. I lost everything…" I admitted defeat weakly. His voice immediately turned sharp as he demanded, "Tell me where you are. I'll tear him apart myself!" I opened my eyes. There was no love or hatred left in me, only resolve. "Dad, there's no need to dirty your hands. But I need a potion to dissolve the mate bond. I want to sever the bond with him completely. I… want to go home."

Shame wore me three garments at the same time as I remembered the dirty, shameless things I said to Nightbane. I exhaled and pressed my forehead against my knees. The plan was to have the soup with him and break the bond. Was going into heat one of the implications of breaking the bond? Damn it! The bond is definitely broken. I could look at him in the eyes now and feel nothing.

And then— He opened his eyes. Slowly. Theo stepped forward immediately. “What is it?” he asked. Capsin did not answer right away. He seemed to be choosing his words carefully, which in itself was enough to make Theo’s chest tighten slightly. Finally, Capsin spoke. “The bond is still there,” he said. Theo froze. For a fraction of a second, something like relief tried to surface. But Capsin continued before it could settle. “It is not broken.” The relief faded immediately. Theo’s voice dropped.

He asked. Mate bonds could be broken but only after three months of the bond. Right, after three months, this entire weird mate bond would be broken and there would be an end to all these sudden weirdness. "Good, your highness. As you wish."

"No." "Why?" "Because you're a stranger." "I'm the guy you kissed." "I kissed your helmet. That's not the same as kissing you." "It's closer than most people get on day three of a breakup." "We're not broken up. We were never together. There's no breakup."