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"Your belongings have already been shifted to the estate. Your mother and sister have moved to a house in Connecticut. Paid for, utilities included, medical attention taken care of for your mother. All as contracted." He said it like he was expecting thanks. Like I was going to thank him for shattering my world and putting the pieces back together. "Can I see them? Before we leave?" "No." Like that. No sorry, no let me persuade you. "They're my family…. " "And now I'm your family." His voice turned icy. "The quicker you accept that, the better this will be." I had wanted to fight him. Wanted to scream that he couldn't just cut me loose from all the people I loved. But the deal was done. The

Chapter Twenty-Two Alpha Lir POV The glass doesn’t shatter—it just breaks apart in my hand. One second I’m holding a crystal tumbler of aged scotch, the next my palm is burning, filled with red cuts and sharp, glittering pieces. I don't flinch. I don't even feel the sting. "Lir, your hand."

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.”

Just like that. And in that moment, as I pressed my trembling hand against the locked door, I felt something inside me shatter. Not just love. Not just trust. But the last piece of the woman who once believed Ethan Smith was her forever.

Another stab of pain tore through my chest, sharper than before. I clutched at myself, struggling to breathe. And then I felt it. A snap. Not fully broken. But fractured. Something inside me shifted violently, as though the bond forged between our wolves was fighting to survive against the force of a fated mate. I tasted blood at the back of my throat. The hallway lights blurred. And as darkness crept into my vision, one terrifying thought echoed in my mind— If this was only the beginning… What would happen when the bond finally shattered completely?

I would pack Luna’s things and mine, leave this city, run my business remotely, and leave the house that still smelled like Mark, leave the woman who had quietly taken my place in my daughter’s stories and my damn husband’s bed. I will go for a clean break. A new start somewhere the neighbors didn’t know my shame. And right now, just one reckless night with the man who looked at me like I was worth ruining for… it didn’t feel like betrayal anymore. It felt like survival. I lifted my chin, met his gaze, and let another tear fall on purpose. “Yes,” I whispered. “It is.” The words barely left my mouth before I moved. I grabbed the back of his neck with both hands and pulled him down hard. My mo

The creatures screeched and burned as they touched the fire, but more kept coming, kept pressing, kept trying to find a way through. The noise was deafening. The heat from Kael's shield was intense, and sweat dripped down my face. The ground beneath us began to shake, cracks forming in the stone as the fire heated the rock. Then the floor gave way. I screamed as I fell, the torch flying from my hand, the darkness swallowing me whole. I felt Kael's arms wrap around me, felt his body twist beneath mine, felt him pull me against his chest and cover me with himself. Then everything went blank.

She was shattered. B R O K E N.