Sage Broken Bonds Novels & Stories

I chuckle, running a hand in my hair, “So we what? Date her, find Sax’s killer and hope for a happy ever after like we’ve done every two decades?” “No”, Tatum leans against his stick, his voice raw, “With the mate bond activated and Sax gone, we need Sage’s blood, her scent, her uh touch and when our ruts come, we’ll need her. Just for survival. And in case I have to make this fucking clear, you all know the drill, every time…we get close to her, our mate dies. This time we let her die. We don’t fall for her, we don’t get in too deep, we use her to find Sax’s killer and when she dies, we’ll be freed from the bond. We’ll be free to do whatever the fuck we want.”

"I've seen this kind of magical damage before. The mate bond is the only thing strong enough to heal it." I held Thelma closer, feeling her breath against my neck, her heartbeat gradually syncing with mine. She was so warm against me, but I could still feel the magical poison eating away at her from the inside. "What if she doesn't want to complete the bond?" I asked quietly. "What if she wakes up and says no?" "Then you'll have to respect her choice," Sage said simply. "Even if it kills her." The thought made my chest tighten with panic. I'd just found my mate, just discovered what it felt like to love someone completely and have them love me back. The idea of losing her now, especially to

However, we both know I won’t last forever. Glancing at Blair and Ghost, I see Blair countering Ghost move for move, but she is wearing down. We need our masters in order to be at maximum strength. It’s how the bond works. They are weak without us, but we are more vulnerable without them. It’s not an equal exchange, but it’s pretty damn close. Sage charging at me pulls my attention back to my own fight. I barely dodge Sage. However, I’m able to get past her and take another shot at Liam. I tackle a growling Liam one more time as I hear Sage pivoting on her hind legs, attempting to get to me faster. My paw swipes Liam’s wolf’s face, and then I quickly jump off him as Sage barrels to me. I dod

Heath agreed, exhausted emotionally beyond coherent conversation. Rhett, however, seemed to have finally discovered words. “Sometimes I feel like we’re broken,” he admitted, his eyes on the windscreen. “The Triquetra. That what we were has been damaged, our bond doesn’t feel… right anymore. Do you think it’s possible for a bond to just fade away? I mean, we haven’t claimed each other in front of the goddess, under the full moon. We haven’t marked each other. Is it possible that the bond could just…” “Atrophy?” Heath suggested, because that was how it felt to him too.

It felt increasingly tense like he was in a cave in the middle of a blizzard without any fire. "You still have a lot of debt, and with your age, are you sure you can still work for me to pay for all of that?" "Don’t worry about it, Mr. Hugo. I can still work for you.” "How about you give Jeremy back to me, and in return, I will consider all your debts, and the interest paid off. Easy, isn't it? Jefferson crumpled his shirt while Mr. Tucker shook his head, and he started crying again. Hugo rolled his eyes lazily while Max stepped forward. He gripped Mr. Tucker's hand.

She replied. “Claire, Mike and I didn’t break up. Our relationship wasn’t over when we had sex. It was over after we had sex.” I replied. “It was over when you slept with that doctor in Seattle. What was his name?” Claire blurted and we both started laughing. “You are unbelievable.” Blair started laughing. “We are going to get along great.” Blair stated while hugging Claire. “I wish I could drink with you guys and get wasted.” “I can’t believe you always get to meet people who are just like you.” Cassie stated. “You people enjoy talking about things that make other people uncomfortable.” She complained.

A single parchment drifted to the floor. DISSOLUTION OF BOND Gavin Clarke vs. Rebecca Clarke Finalized. The floor tilted. His knees weakened. It hit in a rush—Rebecca in his study, her hands trembling as she slid papers toward him. Vivian’s laugh, soft and poisonous. His careless scrawl of signature without reading. A silver bullet couldn’t have hit harder. He hadn’t just lost her—he’d severed the bond with his own hand. Vivian’s mouth moved, but her voice was gone beneath the roar in his ears. His wolf bared its teeth inside him, its snarl rising to a howl only he could hear. Mate gone. Territory breached.

"Why are you helping me?" He took out an eagle-shaped badge from his pocket. "I recognize your extraordinary talent, Miss Maddox. But in return, you must bring value to my endeavors." His gaze held an enigmatic depth. I smiled, accepting the badge. "Guess I have no path but forward. It's a deal." I swore to make Dustin, Nathan, and Valerie pay for the agony they had inflicted upon me. ... Maurice arranged for the finest facial reconstruction surgeon to attend to me. "Your burns have not irreparably altered your facial structure. Are you certain you wish to remove these bones?"

I blurted. He laughed bitterly. “Why is that, right? Do whatever it takes, Hernandez. She ran after you so many times, it's time for you to break a sweat too.” “You're buying," he pointed to the glasses and left. I stood there drinking and remembering the night everything started to go wrong. The night I broke Sofia's heart for the first time and all the other times I did it again and again over the years. Yeah, maybe I really needed to make things right.

"And stop following me. Your bloody smell is terrible." After saying that, I turned and left. After that, Victor disappeared completely. I heard he fell ill, and the whole pack was in chaos. Later, I received a delivery package. When I opened it, there lay a wolf-bond severance scroll, sealed with magic—alongside the ring that had once bound our vows. On the back of the scroll was a line of crooked, scribbled handwriting: "Elena, I'm sorry. This pair of rings is the last debt I owe you. I wish you happiness."