Broken Bonds Epub Novels & Stories

Comfort in solitude as my life was nothing but a tragic saga of its own kind. Running under the moon was my daily therapy after a day’s hard labour, school and mental torture from everyone at the pack, at the school and the house which I could never call my home. “Averine, come back. Your father is looking for you everywhere. It is the time.” I heard my best friend, Sophie’s voice in my head and it made my wolf Kira whin. We didn’t want to go back but we couldn’t defy my father, Alpha Gavin Cullen’s order or the consequences won’t be favourable for us.

I took a deep breath before I continued reading. It was talking about all sorts of things, but what I got most from it was instinct, drive, destiny. And then… fragmentation. I swallowed the lump in my throat as I willed myself to continue reading. “When one soul is bound to three, it stretches. If not anchored, it will fray. Eventually, it may snap.” I stared at the screen, blinking as I took it all in. It was starting to make sense now. Alessi wasn’t here… and the bond was fraying.

“Because the same pattern is repeating.” Elena’s breath caught. Damien stilled. And Zephyr’s shadows sharpened instantly.“What pattern?” Elena asked.The priestess looked directly at her again.“The bonds are breaking again,” she said. A pause. “And this time… the cost will not be emotional only.” The air in the camp shifted. Cold. Heavy.Predatory. Elena felt it immediately.The faint bond inside her chest flickered again.Not fading this time.Not weakening.But splitting. Her eyes widened slightly.“No…” she whispered.

Heath agreed, exhausted emotionally beyond coherent conversation. Rhett, however, seemed to have finally discovered words. “Sometimes I feel like we’re broken,” he admitted, his eyes on the windscreen. “The Triquetra. That what we were has been damaged, our bond doesn’t feel… right anymore. Do you think it’s possible for a bond to just fade away? I mean, we haven’t claimed each other in front of the goddess, under the full moon. We haven’t marked each other. Is it possible that the bond could just…” “Atrophy?” Heath suggested, because that was how it felt to him too.

I could almost feel his breath on my neck, his hands on my skin, and I hated myself for it. It had been the same with Dominic and Keiran. All three of them had shattered me completely, had looked into my eyes and rejected me like I was nothing, and still my traitorous body craved their warmth, their touch, their presence. “Snap out of it,” I muttered to myself, my voice sharp in the quiet street. “They don’t care about you. They never did.” I reached into the pocket of my black trench coat and felt the flash drive there, solid and real against my fingers. Dominic had given it to me, and I was burning with curiosity about what it contained. The first bond rupture, he’d said. The beginning of

I gasped and pressed my hand against the spot. Innocent people were dying. Mates who loved each other, who'd done nothing wrong except have the bad luck to be bonded after I shattered mine. Their bonds were snapping because of me. Because I'd run that morning in college. Because Malachi had rejected me in the forest. Because neither of us had been brave enough to do this right. "Can we fix it?" I asked. Silence again. "Nyx. Can we fix it?" *I don't know. Maybe. If you and Malachi complete the bond properly before he dies. If you repair what was broken. But even then—* She hesitated. *Even then, the damage might be too great. The ripples might continue spreading.*

But tonight, they felt like my only lifeline. I pulled out the first one, The Sacred Tether: Understanding Soul Bonds, and flipped through it quickly, scanning for anything on how to break a bond. My hands trembled as I turned the pages. “Severing a bond is rare…” “Dangerous…” “Often leads to emotional instability or permanent damage…” I slammed the book shut. “No. That can’t be all there is,” I muttered, tossing it onto the bed and grabbing another one. Dark Threads and Light: The Balance of Bonds.

Complete. As sleep pulled us under I reflected on the long journey. From that cell where he fucked me raw against the wall in pure rage. Through blackouts and battles and betrayal. Through death and rebirth. To this peaceful powerful life filled with festivals and future dreams. The title Broken Bond, Burning Desire had never been more true. The bond never truly broke. It burned through everything. Death. Curse. Pain. And now it illuminated a future brighter than we deserved. Ronan kissed my forehead in the dark. His arm tight around me. "Sleep my love. Tomorrow we keep building our world."

’ I say as Edmond comes to sit beside me. ‘I love you mate’ I tell him as I stare up at him, right through his eyes. ‘I love you too a billion times’ he says as he devours my mouth. My life is so full now and I would never exchange this for nothing in the world. If there is one thing I have learnt, it is that nothing really is impossible because if a broken Pieces of a heart could be fixed, then everything can be fixed once you find the right people. The end.

In the end, I told myself it was wrong to be petty toward a grieving widow, so I was the one who gave in and apologized. Later, when Ryan wanted to put his ring back on, he couldn't find it anywhere. Luckily, I still had the original design sketches. Since my own ring was getting worn out, I decided to order a brand-new set, identical to the first. But before the rings even arrived, our bond had already shattered. I instinctively rubbed the faint pale mark where my ring used to sit. My old band was still sitting on that table back at the Pack House. "I don't want them. Even if they're brand new and identical, our bond is fractured. There's no going back."