Severed Ties Novels & Stories

"This year has shown that peace is possible, if we choose it. I hope for a future where our families cooperate, not out of fear, but because it is wiser, and maybe… even fruitful for everyone. Thank you." His words sounded right and polished and an eruption of applause rippled through the room. Yet, beneath the surface, tension crackled. Everyone watched everyone else and anything was good to create the spark that would ignite the flame. And me… I couldn’t stop glancing at Luca Vitale across the room. Our eyes met for a moment, and I quickly looked away. Then he turned his attention elsewhere, but i couldn't shake the heat of that look. It wasn’t friendship but something else, something I di

"Marcus! Find Estelle's whereabouts, now!" "Alpha, I've already looked…" Marcus's voice was cautious. "Miss Estelle and her parents have formally severed their ties with the pack." "What does that mean?" "They… are no longer members of the Black Moon Pack." The phone slipped from Kaelen's hand and shattered on the floor. To sever one's pack ties was a final, absolute break. It meant Estelle was never coming back. He ran wildly back to the garden, desperate to find any evidence that she had ever been there.

“They’re breaking apart again. Prime’s coming this way!” Sure enough, Unit Prime had torn itself free from the Forsaken and was charging after us, moving with terrifying determination despite missing an arm and half its body. “Primary Alpha target acquired,” it said. “Emotional bonds will be severed.” Liora stopped suddenly and turned. “You want to sever our bond? Come try it, you heartless piece of shit!” Prime changed direction toward her. I had to intercept, slamming my good shoulder into its chest. We crashed to the ground in a heap of claws and fury.

"I'm doing very well, Phoebe. They chose their own paths. They can see it through themselves." As for Hubert, he'd text me now and then from different numbers. He said he'd finally recognized his own heart and that he still had feelings for me. He said he'd cut ties with Alesha and that they'd had a falling out. He said he wanted to pursue me and asked if I could give him a chance. I blocked every single number. The last time, I warned him that if he contacted me again, I'd report him to the police for harassment.

"They really turned on you like that over a tie?" My best friend, Jane Morrison, sounded incredulous on the other end of the phone. I was angry and hurt, tears running down my face. "Yes. I asked so many people about it! At first, they all said there was nothing wrong with the tie. "But the moment they heard I bought it for my son, something changed. They all got weird. "I don't know what's happening anymore. I'm losing my mind. Is something wrong with me, or is something wrong with the world?"

He'd even used the opportunity to demand I vacate the Alpha suite. The last shred of illusion was snuffed out. I had actually dissolved the mate bond. Right under his nose, one careful step at a time, without him ever catching on. He tried desperately to piece together everything that had happened in recent days, but the harder he tried, the more tangled it became. The full moon rose. A violent pain tore through his chest as the mate bond was severed — ripped alive from both of them. Through the haze of agony, he murmured without thinking:

Like my wolf would tear out anyone’s throat who tried to take it away. “Kara,” I murmured. She released Patrick, who was crumpled, coughing and pale. I turned, holding their gazes like I might never get the chance again. Maybe I wouldn’t. “From today on,” I said, my voice ringing with finality, “I sever all ties with the Darvin family.”

zayden’s grip tightened. “No.” Flat. because he understood the same thing I did. If it took the bond It didn’t just win. It spread. through us. through the territory. through everything we had just rebuilt. the presence from before spoke again. urgent now. “Sever it.” The words cut through everything. Immediate. because that was the only way to stop it. cut the pathway. cut the bond. Cut us. Zayden didn’t hesitate. “Do it.”

In this life, I personally sever all ties with Susan Lane. While she applies to a university in the capital, I make for a military academy and cut off all contact with her. When she follows me to the military academy, I sign up for a military engineering program. I proceed to hole myself up in a military facility deep within the mountains. Before I pass away, Susan begs tearfully for me to look her way one last time. I turn a deaf ear to her plea. After completing the handover for the military engineering program, I depart from this world. Meanwhile, Susan kneels before my grave. Looking as if she's aged overnight, she asks, "Alfred Grant, why did you stop loving me?"

"And there are six that are not damaged." "What do you mean not damaged?" Colt said. "They are gone," I said. "Completely severed. Not flickering, not cold. Just absent. There is a space where the bond was and nothing in it." My voice was steady but something moved through me at this, a grief that was not mine but that I felt through the sentinel connection. "These bonds cannot be restored." The clearing was very quiet. "Six completely severed," Ezra said. His voice was very controlled. "And Cora was one of them."