Broken Bonds Book Novels & Stories

“And maybe you can help me find a book for a person problem I’m having as well.” “Oh?” She quirked an eyebrow at me, her curiosity piqued. “Broken mate bonds that were never formed. Or at least the feeling of it.” I let some hurt go into my voice, watching her hand dart to her chest in sympathetic pain. “Oh, um, we do have a few books on the bond psyche that might help you. Just met or a refusal to form after years?” She inquired. “Just met. And I want to help her get better.” I could see her eyes well up with she’d tears when I said it, a few sniffles coming from her.

she glanced at Gavin, “....or something’s not adding up.” “Did you feel the bond break?” Penny asked suddenly. “Really? Did it snap inside you like they say it does?” I opened my mouth to answer, but nothing came out. Because I didn’t. There was pain. Devastation. But no snap. The bond never broke. My breath caught as realization clawed its way up my throat. “I never… felt it break,” I whispered. I pressed a hand to my heart, the pain and need twisting even deeper, like vines around my lungs. “So what are you saying?” I asked, my voice tight. “That this… that this means what?”

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.

If the bond couldn’t be broken… Then the girl would. —

I start, but the words die on my tongue as he disappears between the shelves. I sit there, stunned. My fingers still hover where the book had rested. What just happened? I am so close to uncovering a way to break the mate bond and it just slips out of my grasp just like that. At midnight, back in my room, I find the same black volume placed neatly on my desk. It’s the exact book I had been reading earlier in the restricted section. I flip through it and immediately notice that several pages are missing. The sections that have been ripped out are the ones I had been focused on. The chapter on cleansing rituals is gone, along with the information about breaking mate bonds.

I dragged myself to the bathroom, splashed cold water on my face, and looked at my reflection. Puffy eyes. Pale skin. My lips were cracked and dry. I looked like someone who’d been run over by life and then reversed on for good measure. I didn’t bother with makeup. No point pretending I had it together. Downstairs, the house felt like a shell. My house. The one Damian and I bought after everything I’ve been through. And now here I was, being broken all over again. I made coffee, not because I wanted it, but because it was routine. I needed something normal this morning. Something to hold on to. I didn’t even drink it. Just held the mug, letting the heat seep into my fingers.

I blurted. He laughed bitterly. “Why is that, right? Do whatever it takes, Hernandez. She ran after you so many times, it's time for you to break a sweat too.” “You're buying," he pointed to the glasses and left. I stood there drinking and remembering the night everything started to go wrong. The night I broke Sofia's heart for the first time and all the other times I did it again and again over the years. Yeah, maybe I really needed to make things right.

I nod. “I think he broke his ribs.” Mia tells her and she gasps. “How did it happen?” Mia glances over at Josh who looks indifferent about the situation. Her mom trails her eyes and she notices Josh’s swollen cheek. Her eyes moves to me and then back to Josh. “Did you guys fight?” She inquires.

The word entered her like a key turning inside a lock. “Buried,” she repeated. “A broken bond bleeds differently. It weakens steadily. It leaves emptiness, fever, and sometimes madness if the severing is violent. This is not that. Your bond is still alive, but it is forced beneath layers of interference. When Maddox comes close, the bond reaches him. When he rejects you, denies you, or moves too far away, it twists against whatever is holding it down.” Rhea swallowed. “That is why it hurts.”