Novel & Cerita Broken Bonds

When my father told me about everything Isaac had witnessed, I didn't feel touched or emotional at all. In fact, I was just speechless. When Sylvan and I were with him, Kaelen didn't appreciate us. Now he was pretending to be all sentimental? But at least under my father's protection, I had finally been able to sever my mate bond with Kaelen. And with that, I was free to live my own life. Thanks to my father, no one dared to call Sylvan an outsider or a bastard.

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."

Like a fool for love, I concluded in my mind to dial Roderigo, seeking any opportunity that would bring us back together. The first two dails were hung up, the 3rd and 4th one were left to ring until the call ended, I tried making one last attempt but his phone was switched off. This only got me more desperate and hurt. I felt to be put out of this mean world. ************* Bip!!! bip!!! bip!!! bip!!! bip!!! bip!!! The alarm bipped nonstop that I had to hit it till it made no more noise. It was now I was beginning to regain my consciousness.

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."

Just then, Brian came in with the others and we all consoled her, soon she stopped crying. "Baby I got something for you, "Brian said revealing a charm bracelet with over five charms on them. One I noticed signifies Ava and Alexis, another one was a doll with "Type 1 diabetics insulin dependent " written in a tiny font on it. And three other charms. "Do you like it? " "Yes daddy, I love it. " "Daddy got me one too, "Alexis said showing her own to her sister, it had the same charms but no inscription written on it.

Apparently, it’s not just my mate that does stupid things. I’m even more shocked when I hear that she wants to try to break her Guardian bond. I didn’t even know that was possible. I feel terrible that I didn’t know that any of this was going on. First Emerson and his bond with Quinn, now Rich and Emlyn. I feel so disconnected from the packs and what is going on with them. I get Buppig to help us find books that might give us a clue as to where to find anything on how to break the Guardian bond. We’ve been pouring over them for days when I hear the rumblings that the soldiers are back.

“I need to go get ready for the funeral.” “Okay. You will have it in your messages, with the details and cost, in ten minutes. Please convey my condolences to everyone.” “I will. As soon as you know how to get that bastard, let us know.” “Will do.” We hang up, and my heart is hurting for everyone. I can’t imagine the pain Adrian went through when the bond broke. He’s likely in pain in more ways than one. It hardens my position to find Ronan. ‘When the bond breaks from death, rather than rejection, the pain can be excruciating,’ Mali said. ‘Then the heartbreak, regret, and any other feeling will delay the healing from that bond. His wolf could be weak right now, too.’

His wailing sound was now more sounding like the broken sobs of a human. “What happened, bro?” Abel murmured a question though he didn’t need an answer to comfort his best friend, his best friend did answer through a broken sob. “He broke the bond.” ‧̍̊˙˚˙ᵕ꒳ᵕ˙˚˙ ˙˚˙ᵕ꒳ᵕ˙˚˙‧̍̊

“Do you even understand what that means? The consequences—” “I don’t care.” Three words. Cold. Final. Merciless. Something inside me cracked. Not just my heart. Something deeper. Something that would never be whole again. The bond, fragile and newly formed, began to tear apart. I felt it—felt every thread snap, every connection burn as it was ripped away from my soul. A scream built in my throat, but I swallowed it down. I wouldn’t give them that. I wouldn’t give them the satisfaction of seeing me shatter completely.

Because the ritual doesn’t fully work. A shudder tears through me as her scream fades—but not completely. The chain at my core snaps, not in release, but in rupture. I collapse, my limbs trembling uncontrollably, but something inside me burns still. She is not gone. Not truly. Not whole, either. The bond is broken—but not severed.