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The one thing I never expected was to do it alone, after being rejected by my mate. Upon allowing myself to think of the noble-blooded Beta Natasha and her cold blue eyes as she discarded my soul, Viktor howled painfully inside my skull. My scars seemed to set on fire and I had to drop to my knees and breathe it out. Running my hands through my light brown hair I try to focus on anything else. Four years and it still nearly kills me every time. Fuck. Fuck Natasha and every stupid notion about funking mate bonds.

Shattered Mate Bond: Book 2 Broken and Listening Sera pov The voices filtered through the haze of medication like radio stations cutting in and out. Male. Deep. Familiar in a way that made my chest ache even through the fog of painkillers. Aiden. My mate. The one who didn't want me.

And it kills me in a way the betrayal never did. Lauren slides her arm through mine at the worst possible moment, pressing against me, touching me too much, pretending she belongs there. I don’t even look at her. I don’t move. I can't even breathe. My whole attention is locked on Rhiannon. On the girl who broke me once and somehow keeps breaking me again without even trying.

My cloud was broken when a strong, smooth voice commanded, "Stop!" My eyes flit open and my heart stutters. My God, did I mess up? London stares at the both of us, an unreadable expression on his face. I messed up, didn't I? "What's the matter?" Jackie sasses, a brow raised in his direction. "I don't need to hear anymore," he replied with a shrug, "You both made the cut." "That means?" I ask unsurely, narrowing my eyes. It means you're both in," he answered with a small smile, "Welcome to Crash Course Rebellion."

A war between what she believes and the reality crushing down on her. For a moment, the world stills. The air thickens. She is caught between me and the inevitable truth. And I? I am caught between the urge to break her completely... or to hold her together. The glass slips from my other hand, shattering against the floor with a sharp, piercing crash. Splinters of glass scatter, water pooling around them, but I don’t look down. My focus is locked on her. The way her body trembles. The way her breath shudders between sobs she refuses to release.

Only the broken, shattered boy she left behind remains. "Because you destroyed me, Amber!" I scream, tears finally spilling over my lashes as I step closer, completely ignoring the danger. "Because you made me love you more than life itself, you gave me your heart, and then you fucking disappeared into thin air like I meant nothing to you! You shattered me into a million pieces and acted like I never existed.” *** Amber’s P.O.V. My plan worked. He finally broke. He finally spilt the truth. But what the fuck is he talking about?

Susan Jackson has always aspired to be a successful fashion designer. Unfortunately that dream was beginning to look impossible after numerous rejection from the number one fashion company in New York. Faced with the opportunity to compete with various students for the opportunity to finally become a designer in the Beautyspy fashion company. Susan will do anything to make sure her dreams come true, even if it means working closely with her old crush Joseph Crown, CEO of Beautyspy fashion company and her despicable step sister Amelia Friday.

Blood dripped from a gash on his temple. Chains—silver chains—bound his wrists, his skin burned red where the metal lay. Rage surged through me. “Let him go.” Ronan sighed, shaking his head. "You don’t understand, little wolf. I’m saving you." --- The Breaking of the Mate Bond Another pulse of magic ripped through me. The bond shattered further, the pieces splintering like glass inside my chest. I gasped, clutching at my heart. Derek groaned, his body twitching as if he felt it too.

"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

And in the hollow quiet, the Shadow’s voice curled through me, smooth as smoke. Do you feel it, Serena? The cracks forming? The rift in their chain? It starts with whispers. It ends with fire. I pressed my hand to the window, fighting the tremor in my chest. The cuff seared. The mark pulsed. And for the first time, I wondered not whether I could hold myself against him But whether I could hold the pack together long enough before they tore themselves apart. To be continued…