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I didn’t meet his gaze—I couldn’t. Slowly, I saw his hand move from across the table. He reached for mine, and I wanted to pull away. My mind screamed at me to. But I didn’t. I wanted to feel his touch. When his hand finally met mine, it was gentle—and at the same time, electric. Just touching him shattered something in me.

I took my time reading, and another hour went by. On finishing the third book, I realised I hadn’t read them in the right order. It seemed Finding the One was the first book, followed by The Claiming Rites, and then Under the Red Moon. This was a trilogy that needed to be read in the right order. I stared closely at the books and found the numbers on them written on each book from one to three, just like I arranged them. These numbers were written on the drawn-out full moon on the bottle right of the book’s front page, and, being set beside each other in the formal order, the full moon glowed.

Whatever friendship we had is spinning in the drain, distrust and betrayal taking over, filling the reservoir. “You’re related to the family who wanted to mark Charity at fucking nine?” Zeke’s no longer patient or understanding. My claws extending as he forces his way to the top, my pupils turning black, ready to pounce. “Gamma! You will stand down!” Damon growls, his alpha aura pressing down, until Zeke has no choice but to relent.

I groaned, blinking against the dim glow of the streetlight spilling through the window. My jaw throbbed, my ribs ached, and my head felt like it had been slammed against concrete—because it had. Noah, That bastard. I pushed myself up from the cold floor, coughing as the taste of blood covered my tongue. My fingers grazed my split lip, the sting confirming the damage. Alice was gone. And so was Noah. Good. I wasn’t in the mood to deal with either of them. Not yet. I stumbled toward the door, ignoring the dull pulse behind my eyes. My car wasn’t there. Of course, it wasn’t. Noah probably had the damn keys.

Romy Pov The library had an entire section on pack lore that nobody had touched in years. I found it three days after my conversation with Rowan. Dust coated the upper shelves. Several books had fused at the spines from years of neglect. The air smelled of old paper and cedar wood. I stood on a ladder, scanning titles. I wasn’t interested in pack history or ancient Alpha bloodlines. I was looking for one thing. How to break a fated mate bond before either person has been marked.

Despite that, with his hand resting over his stomach, his eyes lock on mine like he already knows this conversation will not be light. “I was hurt when I learned about Edward. I cried thrice. I screamed into a pillow until I gave myself a headache. I cussed him out in my head, cursed his ancestors and his future children. But eventually, I got over it. Love heartbreak? That I can handle. I have scars from that already. I understand it. I know how to climb out of that kind of pain.” I pause, pulling in a breath. “But this?” I gesture toward the air between us. “This thing with my girls? This betrayal I never saw coming? That’s what’s spinning me.”

Lauren snatched the shard from my hand, her slender fingers trembling faintly under the sunlight. The moment she clearly made out the letters engraved on it, the once arrogant and imposing Miss Hayes suddenly found her breathing turning rapid.

Chapter 97 – The Book She Wrote The house was quiet again, but this time it was the kind of quiet that hummed with purpose. The kind of quiet that filled the room with possibilities rather than emptiness. I sat at my desk, pen in hand, notebook open, staring at the blank page for a long time before writing the first words. “Shattered Vows,” I whispered to myself. The title alone made my chest tighten, a reminder of everything I had lived through—the love, the lies, the heartbreak, the forgiveness, and the slow, painstaking rebuilding of myself.

"On the day your sister got engaged, I made a rare trip home… and then happened to meet you. And then we… well…" He coughed softly, trying to hide his embarrassment. But I was too stunned by the dramatic revelation to react. I had heard rumors about the unloved firstborn vampire prince in my previous life, but I never imagined I'd be tied to him. Everything was happening too fast. I hadn't even caught up when a sharp pain tore through my abdomen. I clutched his arm tightly. "Oh no… I'm going into labor—now…"

Hello Lovelies. From here the part two of this book SHATTERED YET STRONG will begin. It is the story of Gabriel and Louis. It will have the characters of book 1, BROKEN BUT BEAUTIFUL continues but they won't be focused much till the middle of the book. Also, this book mentions the triggers of rape, assault and heartbreak. I would suggest if it isn't your cup of tea, you may leave it here. Tabby Chapter 1. Letting the Pain out...