Disconnect In A Relationship Novels & Stories

“You also need to know that rejecting a mate leads to very dangerous consequences.” I gulped, “Like what?” “As I told you, mates can’t live without each other. There is a strong bond between them, so breaking it is like cutting a computer’s cables. It’ll obviously stop working. If your mate rejects you, both will suffer. It might even lead to a heart attack.”

“Mira, are you listening?” I blinked. I could hear again. ‘I asked if you’re okay,’ he said slowly. I scoffed. ‘No. I’m not okay.’ He stepped back, and put his hands in his pockets. Cool. Casual. “Why?” I said. “Why are you breaking up with me?” “Don’t you hear everything I was…” “Just tell me why?” He sighed and nodded. “I’m not feeling us.” “What?” “There’s no connection.” “No connection?”

“It’s just that... I don’t know, Veronica. I’m not getting the connection anymore.” I felt like a weight suddenly pressed on my chest. What? "What? " I whispered, trying to keep my voice steady. "Kael, please. Not now. Not after everything. She’s still your Luna-in-training. You don’t disconnect from a bond because it feels ‘off’ one day." "It’s more than just a feeling,” he insisted. “It’s like... the bond’s fading. Like something’s blocking it—or replacing it. I thought maybe it was just stress but..."

It was enraged, afraid, pained, and troubled. It took a while before a knowing came to mind. His mate. They'd communicated through the mating bond, and he'd kept track of her location through the link. Now he couldn't hear her anymore. He reached out to her over and again, but she wasn't there. He lost every connection with her, and the fear he'd lost her overcame him. If not death, then only one chemistry could've taken place. Only one person had the power to disconnect him from his mate. Marcus. He replaced his mark with his.

The line disconnected before I could get an answer. What happened to my mate?

I knew that the truth would inevitably come out, and I could only hope we could work through it together. He stopped the bus at the next bus stop. He held my pulse and dragged me out of the bus, his grip firm and unyielding. As I stumbled onto the sidewalk, I realized this was the end of the line for us; our relationship had shattered beyond repair. The bus pulling away echoed in my ears, leaving me alone to face the harsh reality of our broken bond. I saw Drenver's car park near the bus stop. He dragged me to his car. I opened the door, and he threw me into the passenger seat. I could see the anger in his eyes as he started the engine and drove off without a word, the silence between us hea

the words that she needed. It was something I had to work on and I knew that. I just hoped she wouldn’t be angry with me. Connelly rolled his eyes and sucked his teeth, “Dude, you put your Luna at risk, got her kidnapped, and then ghosted her? Looks, like someone needs to take a relationship class or two.” I stepped forward and Nick was still between us with one hand on Connelly’s chest and one hand on mine, “What the fuck would you know about relationships, Con? Where’s your mate? Last time I checked, she rejected your ass.” I backed away as I saw the hurt flash in Connelly’s eyes and I instantly felt awful for saying that. Connelly had been sick to his stomach for a year after his mate re

"That's impossible! You've never said anything like that to me before! If it weren't for her, if she hadn't—" "I was foolish," he said, cutting her off. "I led you on and broke the heart of the person who truly cared about me by placing too much importance on our so-called history." Preston's eyes were ice-cold as he continued in a firm voice, "Ashley, this ends here. From now on, we're strangers. Don't contact me again, and don't bother Danielle." With that, he drew a hard line between them. Ashley's initial smugness crumbled, turning into confusion, then anger, and finally complete despair.

Despite the separation, Brandon clung to a sliver of hope that his relationship with Ethan might somehow heal. But as two months passed without any communication between them, the reality of their estrangement began to settle in. The silence was deafening, and it became clear that this wasn’t just a break—it was the end.