The Bound And The Broken Reading Order Novels & Stories

I knew it. I opened it and flipped through the pages until I landed a fourth of the way through. This version was in English, but more of an Old English. Some of the words were a little foreign to me and yet I was still able to understand. The page I landed on stuck out like a sore thumb and I knew there was no way I just happened upon it by chance. ‘Unbinding spell. To return something that has been taken…’

But just then, a tearing pain ripped through my chest. "Argh!" A violent cough ripped through me, and blood sprayed from my lips. My knees gave out. I crashed to the floor as a phantom hand plunged into my chest and tore my soul in half. This feeling... The mate bond... it's breaking! "No! Evelyn!" I screamed at the sky. "Impossible!" The pain grew more intense. I could feel the invisible thread connecting our souls snapping, inch by inch. Every break was like another slice into my heart. "Austen!" Seraphina knelt beside me in terror. "What's wrong?"

he asked quietly. I panted, my pulse roaring in my ears. “Do what?” His gaze flicked to the candles. Two of them had gone out entirely. Melted wax pooled at the base like spilled blood. “You broke the binding,” he said. It wasn’t an accusation. It was disbelief. “That shouldn’t be possible.” The rogues tightened their hold again, rougher. I hissed in pain but didn’t stop fighting. “I didn’t do anything,” I snapped. “You’re imagining it.”

Because if I did— I’d turn around, I’d run to him, I’d break. But it was too late. The bond found him. Sharp. Relentless. Like a blade cutting through everything in its path— Until it reached him. “No…” My breath hitched. The bond between us— That small, steady thrum that had always grounded me— Started to break. Not all at once. Slowly. Cruelly. Like it wanted me to feel every second of it. My wolf howled inside me, raw and broken. My head spun, light—too light.

In the end, I told myself it was wrong to be petty toward a grieving widow, so I was the one who gave in and apologized. Later, when Ryan wanted to put his ring back on, he couldn't find it anywhere. Luckily, I still had the original design sketches. Since my own ring was getting worn out, I decided to order a brand-new set, identical to the first. But before the rings even arrived, our bond had already shattered. I instinctively rubbed the faint pale mark where my ring used to sit. My old band was still sitting on that table back at the Pack House. "I don't want them. Even if they're brand new and identical, our bond is fractured. There's no going back."

I took the phone and read it. The page contained the information Jason had collected before the ritual was done. It laid out the blood tie, how it worked, what it responded to. And, near the bottom, it laid out how to break it. According to the notes, a fully completed mate bond overrides a blood tie entirely. The tie cannot hold against a real bond that is complete and consummated. I lowered the phone.

I stared at everyone in disbelief, I was confused as hell, and tears rolled down my eyes, I was helpless but I couldn't let Luna suffer because of me. "Don't do it! Don't you dare walk on that coal!" Luna yelled at me, "If you do it I will kill you! Ahhh!" Luna screamed as the rope dropped a bit. I took a step forward, my legs touching the hot coal, my feet burning, I felt the burn all over my body, with each step I could feel my Inside tearing into pieces. With each step I took, tears rolled down my chin, I couldn't feel my feet, and sweat brimmed on my forehead, this was worse than hell, I wanted to just die here but couldn't, I couldn't feel my legs anymore but I just had to continue for

I heard him roll over, the dirt crunching under his weight. "Elara?" he croaked. I didn't answer. I was busy checking my own body. My fingers twitched. My legs felt heavy, but they weren't broken. I pushed myself up, my palms stinging from the scorched earth. I sat on my heels and looked at him. He looked like he’d been hit by a truck. "That... that wasn't supposed to happen," Aiden said. He was sitting up now, holding his chest. "The bond wasn't supposed to have that much kick."

“You need to start getting used to me, girl…And get rid of that mate you talked about, because you can only have me. Besides he can't even protect you, and— I looked at the book shoved to my face, interrupting my dominance. “What?! What do you mean by “You didn't have a mate now? The mate bond has been broken?!”

“It’s using you. ” I shook my head, struggling to breathe. “No… it’s reacting. ” “To what?” Draven asked. My eyes lifted against my will. To them. And the bond snapped. Not softly. Not slowly. It broke through me like a strike. My vision blurred. My breath stopped for a second too long. “No, ” I choked out, one hand braced on the floor. The creature outside lifted its head sharply. It felt it too. Rhydan cursed under his breath.