Broken Vow Novels & Stories

It was like it was painted on her body and the shoes, they were the fuck me type of heels making her legs look so fucking long and lean. She held a bouquet of white roses and walked to me. I stepped forward as soon as she was close enough and took her hands in mine and kissed the back of both of them and turned us to face the priest. "Tyson, said you guys wanted to keep it short and sweet, so I'm going to skip most of what I usually say and skip to your vows. Tyson would like you to go first?" I turned to face Tess, and she gave me the sweetest smile. "Tess, I vow to be your protector and provider, your safe space, Ti amo."

I had created with a secret royal art when Damian and I were mated. On the surface, it looked like a simple set of mating vows. But it had hidden clauses, complex rules for betrayal. If Damian broke his vows—if he cheated, if he defiled our bond—he would lose all the power he’d gained from me. And I could reclaim everything I had ever given him. I bit my finger, letting a single drop of blood fall onto the scroll. "By my royal blood, I declare the Loyalty Pact broken," I intoned. "As of this moment, all boons are forfeit."

Damian said immediately, his eyes lighting up with hope. “Promise me you will never treat me like I am less than you,” I said, looking him straight in the eye. “Promise me you will never make me feel like I owe you anything, or that I am just a burden to carry. Promise me that you will always be honest with me, and if you ever decide you don’t want me around anymore… you will tell me straight to my face, not lie to me or cheat on me.” Damian smiled, a warm, genuine smile that reached his eyes and made my heart race faster. He lifted my hand to his lips and pressed a soft, gentle kiss to my knuckles, a gesture so respectful and sweet that it made my breath catch.

Vicky answered. I sighed heavily and rubbed the back of my neck. “Oh, he’s already betraying the bond. That’s all.” Nova growled. “Shit. That fucking bastard.” “It’s not gonna stop overnight,” I explained carefully. “It’s gonna take a couple of days before the bond fully weakens then breaks. You girls need to prepare yourselves.” As I stood up, I happened to glance toward the hallway. Brisa walked past the room throwing dirty looks inside. I scoffed. “Well, shit. If he isn’t with her, he’s probably with somebody else already. Damn.”

"I will not tie my pack's future to a wolf who cannot even claim her own beast. The Blackmere line deserves better than a defective mate." Defective. The word echoed in my skull, drowning out everything else. I'd heard the whispers before, the concerns about my late development, the worried looks when I failed to shift at sixteen like most wolves did. I'd always believed it would come. That I was just a late bloomer. Now, standing in this circle under the mocking moon, I realized the truth. I was broken. "Darian, wait." I started forward, he'd already turned his back. "The betrothal is dissolved," he announced to the crowd. "Let it be witnessed."

She quietly slipped out of the room, closing the heavy wooden door behind her without a sound. The second she stepped into her own bedroom, the fragile mask she'd been wearing shattered into dust. She stopped dead in front of the full-length mirror. A bride stared back at her... only she didn't look like one anymore. The hem of her designer gown was shredded, the long white train streaked with black dirt from the Manhattan streets outside the hotel. Smeared mascara clung to her pale cheeks. She looked less like a happy bride and more like the sole survivor of a violent wreck.

He paused making my heartbeats beating fast. Is he going to confess? "You have become the reason of smile in my dark life. I don't know when i again started behaving like a human being. Before you entered my life, i was in a perception, that noone can lit up my dark life. But you changed my life. Our relationship started with BOUND BY VOWS but now it is BOUND BY OUR HEARTS" he turned me around holding my arms. My breath hitched with this confession of his. He closed the distance between us and cupped my face in his palms.

“If you truly want my forgiveness, if you truly want me—then I want something in return.” They tensed, every one of them on edge. Xavier’s jaw locked, his fingers flexing at his sides. “Anything.” Nathan nodded, his throat working. “Whatever you want, it’s yours.” Rolex let out a slow breath, his eyes shining with something unreadable. “Just say the words, Mia.” Sean met my gaze last, his expression unreadable, but his fists were clenched like he was holding himself back from reaching for me. I inhaled slowly, steadying myself. “Pledge yourselves to me,” I murmured, watching their reactions. “Swear your loyalty, your lives—everything. If you want me to break your curse, I want a vow. A blood

“Not even in grief.” The fire of betrayal burned through me then, and even as I stood in the present, that old fury reignited. The flashback faded, but the emotions clung to me like a second skin. I was standing in my chamber now, but my hands were shaking with the memory. Mira’s words rang fresh in my ears, slicing into me like sharpened blades. Rowan had gone to the shrine. Rowan, of all people, had broken his vow. I couldn’t believe it.

"I know I was wrong! Please forgive me—just give me one more chance!" His voice was hoarse, filled with despair and pleading. "I promise, I’ll cut ties with Lilith and her family. From now on, I’ll only have eyes for you. We can start over—we can have a happy life together!" I scoffed, curling my lips into a sarcastic smile. I laughed at his naivety and foolishness. "Do you really think we can go back to what we were?" Behind me, I heard his anguished howl. It was the sound of the werewolf in him being consumed by pain, just like how he was.