Broken Bonds Novels & Stories

"Out of surgery. Critical but stable. He's asking for you." "He's conscious?" "Barely. But Marisol—the bond. It's not reforming. Whatever magic was in that explosion, it may have severed it permanently." The world tilted. "That's impossible. Mate bonds can't be broken" "Can't be broken naturally. But with the right magic, trauma" She paused. "I don't know if it can be repaired." I looked at my sleeping daughters. No bond with Kael. Six dead first responders. The Architect's trap closed perfectly. And somewhere, they were laughing.

"What's wrong?" "She... she's severing the bond," I gasped, the words torn from me. I curled into a ball on the floor, consumed by agony. SNAP. With one final, sickening crack, it was over. The emptiness swallowed my world whole. I felt like a walking corpse. "No... impossible..." I stared at my hands, trembling. "How could she... she loves me so much... how could she really sever the bond..." A colossal fear suddenly gripped my heart.

The word echoed in her chest, sharp and impossible. “That—” she began, but the word tangled in her throat. “That’s not possible. When did this happen?” "I got the news yesterday." Cain answered, "Isn't that why you're leaving?" "Cain, are you certain?" Rayne asked instead. Cain nodded his head slowly. “Bonds break, Rayne. Sometimes by force, sometimes by choice. And sometimes… because they were never meant to last.” His scarred hand flexed at his side. “Whatever fate tied them together, it’s been cut.”

He turns to look at me over his shoulder, and I give him a single nod. “Brett, this might be painful, but I need you to tell me and be descriptive, tell me what it felt like when the bonds snapped. Was like a sharp break, a slow tear or gradual fade?” Something about my question makes him lift his head again to look at me, he knows that I believe him. “It was…a slow tear. Like my heart was being torn apart every day they were missing. I could feel I was losing them; I kept expecting to see my chest bleeding but there was never any blood.

Or broken. Zayden’s grip tightened. “Aria—” His voice— Not steady anymore. The figure’s voice followed— Calm. Final. “Now we see,” it said, “what your bond was truly built on.” The light surged. The bond fractured. And something inside it Answered back. Not his. Not mine. Something else. And it spoke. From inside us. “Not enough.”

“It would have been easier when I was pregnant. People kept giving me these pitying looks every time I told them I was unbonded. I hated it. But after….” She didn’t continue; she just cocked her head and glanced up at Alex through her lashes. Alex could fill in the gaps. If they'd not been mated when Ashly came to find him every time in his old house, when he made Sam call her and told her to stay away from Alex and assumed the worst, it would have broken her. Broken Bond Syndrome wasn’t always fatal, but maybe it would be better if it were. It was dangerous and could become a debilitating chronic condition if it wasn’t treated properly. They taught how to recognize it in middle school healt

“Talk to me. What did he do?” I shook my head, pulling Lila closer as another violent tremor ran through her body. “He didn’t just attack her,” I said, my voice low. “He attacked the bond. The structure of it. The thing holding her together.” Davian’s voice cut in, sharp and precise. “Then we rebuild it.” “It’s not that simple!” I snapped. Because I could feel it. Even without the bond fully intact, I could feel the absence. The missing pieces. The connection that had once anchored her now… fractured.

I had pushed her out of the way to protect her, taking the impact myself and ending up paralyzed, never to walk again. One of my kidneys had even ended up failing. However, since Queenie had been pregnant at the time, I had begged the doctor not to tell her to avoid upsetting her. When I had first learned I was paralyzed, I hadn't wanted to burden Queenie and had even considered divorcing her. But she had stubbornly refused, saying she loved me and would stay by my side no matter what. Yet, time could be both cruel and unyielding. The woman who had once said she would always love me and stay by my side had eventually disappeared. Now, as I looked at her holding a knife to Leroy's neck, deman

He said I chose him. Loki collapsed onto the floor, confusion filling his eyes. "No… This isn't how it's supposed to be… Melissa, you said you loved me…" I spared him only a single glance and replied coolly, "Yes, I did love you once. But that love was worn down completely the moment you broke our bond in public, allowed Alice to humiliate me, and shattered the crystal my grandmother left me." I gave Loki one last look. The man I had loved for decades, and suffered over for decades, now looked like a broken doll.

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.