Shattered Bonds: A Second Chance Mate Novels & Stories

“Mine.” “Yours,” I gasp, arching my back and moving against him to meet every thrust. “I’m yours, Callum.” It feels like something cracks open in my chest, a beacon of light flooding in and filling up the empty chasm that was left behind when our mate bond broke. It’s fleeting, but I feel it with every fiber of my being, like all those little glimmers that have appeared over the last couple weeks are somehow starting to solidify into something more, something almost tangible.

“Shut up! Shut up before I rip your throat out!” Maeve’s voice broke behind me, raw and desperate. “Carson, please… please choose me.” I looked down at her, her face pale, her body weak, her eyes still shining silver with love even through the tears. She was everything. My mate. My soul. My breath. And then I looked at him. Smiling through his blood, waiting for me to fall. With a roar, I slashed downward — and Maeve screamed as the bond shattered hot and violent, and blood sprayed across both of us.

She shrugs at me, “I get it. You just couldn’t ignore the mate bond before and now you don’t feel it so you don't have to worry about it. Cooper fixed the problem for you. You can just forget I ever existed.” I stare at her as another crack creeps into her soul. Her exterior may suggest that she’s fine but her soul was completely different and those cracks are forever getting closer and closer together. All it will take is for one or two to appear in the right spot and she will shatter. “You are right. I thought it was because of the mate bond, but for some reason, I couldn't get you out of my fucking head and that still hasn’t changed, that’s why I am here.”

With a small smile towards her and an annoyed sound from London, Brendan takes a deep breath. "Our last rule is that no one is allowed to have any friends outside of Crash Course Rebellion. Only aquaintances."

Chapter 16 Hazel’s POV “I am so sorry. I did not know that the mating bond was still there. I swear I don’t want to be his mate.” I apologized. This was the third time I was apologizing. The attempted kiss had left us both feeling awkward and not knowing what to do. My heart was still racing from the expectations I had about the kiss and the shock and pain that hit me when I leaned in for the kiss. Nobody, not even my mother had ever told me that mate bonds could tie you to one person even if you did not like the mate the universe had chosen for you.

I sighed, slipping my heels on as I stood from the vanity. Turning to face him, I felt a rush of conflicting emotions, aware that my words were nothing but a facade. The air in the bedroom crackled with palpable sexual tension, making it impossible for me to walk away. I stepped forward, closing the distance between us, fingers slipping around the smooth fabric of his tie. With a playful yet deliberate tug, I drew him closer, watching as he obeyed the silent command, his lips eagerly seeking out mine. Each kiss ignited a whirlwind of sensations as if it were the first time—my heart raced, and the undeniable spark of our mate bond surged through me, setting a fire ablaze deep within my core.

His apology now was nothing more than a shallow feeling of guilt, and I did not need that. What I wanted was to be with someone who loved me unconditionally. Someone whose entire world revolved around me. I pulled my hand away from his. "Not a chance! Let’s just get a divorce. Even without Megan, we would’ve ended up here eventually," I said coldly. “Is there really no chance for us? Please Cat...” He looked at me with wounded eyes. "Can’t we start over? Just give me one more chance." "That’s impossible, Matthew. Don’t try to act all loving and caring—it doesn’t work on me anymore."

The fact that she later ended up as his mate must have made him feel extremely sad for her. I was left with my jaw dropped open out of shock, feeling so sad for Skye as well. I can't imagine how she would feel at that certain period. I guess a lot of us can be quite unfortunate, I had like the best parents growing up and even though, they would fight with a lot of indifferences, they never cheated or gave up on each other. I guess the mating bond isn't that strong enough with some people. I almost lost my mind when Alexander rejected me. I've seen some people go mad and never become themselves again. I guess I'm quite lucky.

‎My ribs ached as though they were grinding shards, fragments of something that used to be whole. ‎ ‎Lucien. ‎ When two people become mated, they seize to become separate entities and become one. When the mate bond is broken, it's said that you're half dead. ‎That blasted mate bond is causing this pain. It was now fractured, shattered, like a smashed mirror that was now reflecting back an odd sensation. I didn't think this decision through. It was made in a hurry and out of anger. I knew breaking our bond was going to hurt, I've seen it happen to people but I didn't know it hurt this much.

Vaelora raised a brow in confusion now, gently pulling away from Solena, but still holding her hand. "Running from what?" she demanded. Zayn gave a suspenseful pause, before answering. "The mate bond." "I don't understand," Draekon said. "Solena is his mate." "What..?" Vaelora whispered in disbelief.