Shattered Bonds: A Second Chance Mate Novels & Stories

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.

The whole forest had that vibe like it was waiting for the next disaster, all tight and wired. Evangeline hugged herself, practically glued to that busted stone well like it might keep her from flying apart. Her wolf was right there under the surface, restless as hell, itching to claw its way out and raise some chaos. Don’t even get her started on the mate bond. That thing was frying her nerves—like sticking your finger in a socket, all jittery and raw, making her want to crawl out of her own skin.

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.

That this mateship and love doesn’t have to hurt. Love, well that’s a loaded word to use so soon, but that’s what mate bonds do. Most of the time mate bonds encourage love and falling in love. It didn’t work that way with Matteo and his first mate. To be honest Matteo got screwed with his first mate. Cheryl was in love with someone else and was never going to love Matteo. I do feel bad for him in that aspect. I used to think I was cursed for being a second chance mate, but maybe I’m not.

A bond that is much stronger than I ever realized. I’m not sure how long we stay that way, our venom flooding the other, our bodies coming over and over, but eventually the venom lessens and so does the orgasm. When I finally pull my canines from my mate’s neck, I lick the wound, watching it heal over as he does the same. When I pull back, smiling proudly at my mark on his neck, I look to see that Emerson has tear streaks on his face. “Emerson?” I ask, my mate looking away from me.

She gulped remembering his words raising her hand to her chest. Mate? He called her his mate. But how could this be possible? Wasn't she a mate of Alpha Raymond? Their connection didn't end yet then how could she had a second chance mate? And most probably even if their mate bond ended one day she will never have a second chance mate that was what her aunt told her then how? She spent the past two years making her mind to either take a chosen mate after their mate bond will completely tarnish or stay single trying to work on her healing power. But now what? She never even in her wildest imagine think of finding a second chance mate, especially not a ruthless rogue.

“I spent the better part of my life shielding you from men, making sure that no one else could have you. It was stupid of me to reject you considering – Considering I am always raging to have you, but I am thankful that mistake can be corrected.” “Our mate bond is severed. We can’t mate anymore.” She reminded me. No, our mate bond was not completely broken. It may prove tricky but since we still had a bond, no matter how small it was, we may still be able to mate. I just prayed that the love I had for her could strengthen our bond enough for us to be mated forever. “No, our mate bond is not severed!” I scrubbed a palm down my face. “Flint never broke the connection from his end,” I admitted