Novel & Cerita Chained To You Free

That moonstone ring used to be everything I longed for. But now, in my eyes, it looked more like a pair of handcuffs. I had fought so hard to escape that cage. There was no way I would ever walk back into it. I shook my head. "I've already started over. I'm happy with the life I have now." Marcus didn't say anything else. He simply turned and left. Over the next few days, my phone wouldn't stop ringing.

I screamed, lunging towards her, but the chains held me back, causing me to fall to the ground in frustration. Claire stood over me, her laughter echoing in the small, dimly lit cell. “Oh, Chloe, you’re so predictable. Always so emotional, so weak. You’ll never win against me.” I struggled to get up, my heart pounding with rage and desperation. “Aiden will find out the truth. He will see what you’ve done, and he’ll never forgive you.”

I pressed it. A weight lifted. But it wasn’t enough. I opened my social media apps one by one, my movements deliberate, my resolve unshakable. F******k. I*******m. T*****r. LinkedIn. Every platform, every connection, every possible way he could slip back into my life. My finger hesitated for only a second before I hit block on each one, my heart pounding in my chest like a drumbeat of liberation. With every tap, every confirmation, I could feel the chains loosening, the invisible ties that had bound me to him for so long finally snapping.

Damn these chains. “Fuck you, Zeus! Do you hear me? and fuck these mother fucking chains!” I didn’t have to try hard. Once I took the chains in my hands they snapped. Almost like they couldn’t take anymore, they broke, and fell to the sides of my soulless body. Like Drake, my body disintegrated into dust and drifted away with the air. “Well… that image will remain in my head forever more. Damn!”

But now… that dream seemed like a distant memory, slipping further away with each passing moment. Tears streamed down my face as I tugged and pulled at the cold chain that now bound me, but it was useless. The metal didn’t give, and with every desperate attempt to free myself, my hands only grew more bruised. My chest tightened with the suffocating weight of it all, the overwhelming sense of powerlessness threatening to drown me. The sobs came in ragged gasps, my body shaking violently as the tears blurred my vision. This was too much—too far. He couldn’t do this. He couldn’t chain me up like I was some animal.

My Sugar, I see your anger. I feel your hatred. Do not mistake it for freedom, both are chains binding you closer to me. The memories that surface now are not punishments but truths you were always meant to face. You curse me, and yet you cannot deny what has already been written into your blood. You are mine, Chloe. No matter how far you run, no matter who you cling to, no one will protect you from the bond that seals us. In two days, you will need me to help with your transformation. When the turning is complete, you will understand everything, and then you will thank me.

Chelsea quickly grabbed it. "Ezra no! We do not need money we have not worked for!" Sarah ordered her friend to hand back the card. "Take it as a loan, I will come and deduct it from your salary," he said. "Yes, sir, you can come and deduct from my salary," Chelsea packed the card in her handbag. Sarah chuckled, remembering all the money she owed him. "Ooh, Sarah, I have canceled all your previous debt," he announced. "Why!"She yelled.

Richard Fuck, these silver chains; if only they weren't binding my body, I could have freed myself and escaped this wretched place. The weight of these chains burns my body and leaves me feeling helpless, like a prisoner in my own skin. And to add to my suffering, wolfbane was injected into my body, causing a constant ache that courses through my veins. The combination of the chains and the wolfbane is a cruel reminder of my captivity, making every movement a painful reminder of my confinement. I yearn for the day when I can break free from these restraints and reclaim my freedom once again.

All I wanted was a mate who loved me, who supported me, but all I got was a monster who broke me beyond forgiveness, beyond repair. I cry and cry until I fall asleep again, only waking when my bladder is screaming at me. I look at the clock ten AM, fuck. I check my surroundings, looking for something I can pee in but there’s nothing. No bowl, no vase, nothing. I turn to the cuffs still connecting me to the bed, yank the chain they are connected too. No movement whatsoever and when I inspect how it’s connected to the bed I find it chained to chackles in to wall. So much for setting myself free.

I kept pulling, kept fighting, kept pouring every ounce of rage and desperation into this one act of defiance. Then suddenly, there was a loud snap. The hinges gave way with a sharp, metallic crack, and before I could fully process what had happened, the chains slipped from my wrists, crashing to the floor with a heavy clang. I am free!