Novel & Cerita Broken Vow Sophie Lark

She stated. “It’s all over the news. We are renewing our vows.” I replied, pissed. “Where have you been to Antarctica? Everyone knows, the world knows.” “I’m sorry. I had no idea you’re renewing your vows.” She stated sadly. “What do you expect that I would wait for you and make a fool out of myself? I know you were beyond my league when I dated you. You were successful and mature and I was nothing but an immature rich jerk. But you had no right to break my heart. You had no fucking right to just leave me in the dark.” I exclaimed angrily.

Present Time Sophie went to the garden after watching Landon leave. It was by far the most messed-up vision she had. What the hell happened that made Roxanne mess up her life so badly? In fact, she didn't even know that woman; she knew she was a pack whore who went viral after the topless dance, but why would she hate her? Sophie doesn't have an enemy, or maybe she does. Secretly? After the engagement today, she was sure as hell they would line up.

I told her crisply. "I promise the chair harbors no bugs or whatever you're scared of. It's old, certainly. But it's not dirty. Just please." Still pissed, I cautiously lowered myself onto one of the sofas; I was sure not to relax my body on the dying furniture. "I'm so sorry, Miss Zyliah," Sara began, going on her knees before me. Her eyes were puffed and red—a sign she'd been crying for a while now. "What exactly are you sorry for, Sara? You didn't just betray me. You betrayed the Williams family! You told me how Grandma Charlotte was a nice woman who treated everyone of you right, including the one you told me got pregnant and had to leave. What is wrong with you?!"

On her third wedding anniversary, Sophia stands beside her husband—only to be erased. Before the entire pack, Alpha Marcus announces that he has found his true fated mate. The cheers are deafening. The betrayal is public. And Sophia, once Luna, is expected to step aside with grace while her replacement, Lila, plays the innocent victim. Marcus pleads for understanding. Lila smiles through false tears. And Sophia, humiliated but unbroken, does the unthinkable—she severs the bond and walks away. But betrayal doesn’t end with rejection. Moments later, Sophia collapses in excruciating pain, poisoned by the very wine Lila offered her. As death closes in, she uncovers the darkest truth of all:

Evelyn wrapped both hands around her coffee mug and kept her eyes on the table. “Who is she Theo.” Sophie’s voice broke through the glass sharp and unmistakable. “Tell me the truth. Who is she to you.” Theo said something. Sophie shook her head hard and stepped closer. “Who. Is. She.” “She’s my ex,” Theo said. The glass did nothing to muffle it. Sophie’s chest heaved. Her eyes filled fast and she blinked furiously against it and her jaw trembled before she clamped it shut and squared herself directly in front of him.

Seraphina screamed, and from the spiral’s edge, a new voice whispered up: “The vow has been broken.”

Sophie POV The silence after Lila’s plea wasn’t peaceful. It was the fragile, breath-held quiet of a world reassembling itself after an earthquake. “I want to stay with you.” Those five words, whispered through tears, had detonated between Damien and me, shattering the furious stalemate over Carl Riggs. The fight wasn’t about money or vengeance anymore; it was about preserving the sanctuary Lila had named with her desperate whisper. Our arms, locked around her trembling form on the cold kitchen floor, became the epicenter of a new, terrifying resolve.

But I’d been burned too many times to feel the flame anymore. I tilted my head, letting my smirk widen just enough to unnerve her. “Men like your son?” I echoed, my voice dripping with mockery. “You mean the man who’s so fucked up he can’t even control his own lust because the bond is already fucking with him?” I let the words hang, watching their expressions shift. “Yeah. That’s the man who will mark me.” Sophia was shaking. “Get the fuck out of here,” she hissed, her voice trembling. “You’ll never win.”

her tone was sharp. Sophie pouted as she hugged my waist. “Grandma," she said in that whiny , innocent voice kids master. "I came to see my baby nephew and niece! And I’m so happy Olivia’s back! Are she and Liam getting back together? I don’t want them divorced. And I don’t want Olivia to marry someone else... or Liam to marry Evelyn. I don’t like her!” Beatrice’s expression hardened. “Stop talking nonsense,” she said firmly. “You don’t understand grown-up things. Come here, Sophie. Now.”