Broken Bonds Summary Novels & Stories

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 Elders summoned us. I showed up immediately. In front of the Council, the mate bond was broken—clean and final. I rested a hand over my still-flat belly. Exhaled. That same day, Jack posted a proposal video to Alice. She dropped a comment: [Thank you, time. Ten years of waiting, and now we've reached the peak of happiness!] The internet ate it up. 'True love triumphs.' Disgusting. I wondered if, when they stood before the Moon Priest and swore eternity, those vows would sting.

All her belongings were gone as if she had never existed. "No…" Out of nowhere, Kaden felt a pain shoot up from the depths of his soul. His wolf roared and thrashed in an attempt to break free from his body. It was clear evidence that the mate bond had been broken by force. "Argh!" Kaden howled in devastation, the sound waves shattering the bedroom windows. It dawned on him that Seraphina was not joking. She had left him, never to be found again. Falling on all fours, Kaden struggled to crawl to the dressing table. There, a black obsidian jewelry box remained. It was the gift Seraphina left for him a week ago.

“Twenty-nine. Lives in the Jia-Hua territory. You were with her at the hospital last night.” My voice stayed level, almost calm—which somehow made it worse. “I know everything.” I looked at him then, really looked at him. “What you broke wasn’t rules or vows on paper,” I said. “It was trust. It was the bond I believed in. The future I built my life around.” My hand rested lightly over my abdomen. “I can’t pretend that kind of betrayal didn’t happen. I can’t live beside it, touch it, sleep next to it, and tell myself it still means the same thing.”

Lucas stood with the doctor and heard what he had to say and did what he'd learned to do with information that needed processing — he held it away from himself, kept it at arm's length, let it be true from a distance until he had somewhere to put it. Split bond, the doctor said. I've read about it. Never seen it until now. He explained it carefully, without softening it — the fracture, the incompletion, the way it had nowhere to go and had gone instead into the child's body. The cardiac symptoms were real. They just weren't the origin. Lucas counted his own heartbeat. Four. Five. Slow. If the bond completes, the doctor said, the fracture heals. The condition resolves. And if it doesn't.

“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….” He didn’t continue, just cocked his head and glanced up at Alex through his lashes. Alex could fill in the gaps. If they’d been not mated when Ash came to find him everytime in his old house, when he make Sam call him and told him to stay away from Alex and assumed the worst, it would have broken him. Broken Bond Syndrome wasn’t always fatal, but maybe it would be better if it was. 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 health class

I guess it was all in my head, I suddenly didn't feel like being around her anymore. I stood up, nodded my head at her and went out the front door. I just kept following my feet to wherever they were taking me, especially since it was away from Anne. I guess it was my time to get drunk, because I ended up in a bar. I know its not healthy to drink in the morning and all, but I had to get over this heart break. ************** Nine bottles later and I was already telling the guy waiting the bar all the problems I'd been through in life. He felt like my friend already,

Their looks of concern faded, replaced by something colder and more doubtful. Julia's heart jolted. She quickly reined in her expression, her eyes filling with false tears. "I'm sorry. The pain in my ankle made me lose my composure." Tom grunted, then called over the others. Together, they half-carried her to the infirmary. Inside, Dr. Alan Price treated Julia's ankle with medicine. Outside, the soldiers lingered, standing and sitting in uneasy silence. "Do you think Captain Hale and his wife split up because of Miss Summers?" Noah Brooks blurted out. "Shut up. Marcus isn't like that," Ryan snapped immediately.

“Marrying another woman, letting you go, pretending I could forget you... it was the worst mistake of my life.” “That doesn’t justify anything!” I shouted. But he went on, as if he hadn’t heard me. “From the moment you and I broke the bond, something inside me shattered too. I felt my soul split apart. And when I tried to move on... I couldn’t. There was no life without you, Sophia.” “You’re sick,” I whispered, trembling. Dante smiled faintly, sadness in his eyes. “Maybe. But aren’t we all, when we truly love?”

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."