The Bound And The Broken Reading Order Novels & Stories

Alika’s POV There was a page in the book that hadn’t been there the night before. I was sure of it. Pressed between a crumbling leaf and the edge of a wax-stained page, it had appeared like a wound reopening—a set of instructions written in a woman's looping hand, smudged with something that looked like dried ash and blood. "When the fire takes, the bond breaks. But only if danced in truth. Only under stars that forget."

The bond changed. Not stronger. not stable. something else. something new. something the system hadn’t accounted for. Zayden looked at me. no hesitation. only decision. “If this works…” he didn’t finish. He didn’t need to. because I felt it What he was about to do. the bond surged Violent. And then It broke. not apart. not destroyed. It broke open. Into something neither of us recognized. and the thing inside him Smiled.

I took a deep breath before I continued reading. It was talking about all sorts of things, but what I got most from it was instinct, drive, destiny. And then… fragmentation. I swallowed the lump in my throat as I willed myself to continue reading. “When one soul is bound to three, it stretches. If not anchored, it will fray. Eventually, it may snap.” I stared at the screen, blinking as I took it all in. It was starting to make sense now. Alessi wasn’t here… and the bond was fraying.

“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.

Sabrina flipped the pages and then halted at a bookmarked one, pointing to the tiny words. “This here…it says that while a blood bond can’t be broken, it can be weakened or even blocked,” Sabrina read out. “The strength of the blood bond varies according to the connection between two people.” She paused for a bit and then added, “Hoc significat vinculum firmius potest adiuvare ad alium vinculum infirmandum vel intercludendum.” “I have no idea what you said,” Asher said. “It means that a stronger bond can help to weaken or block another bond,” she muttered.

The divorce from Sean went off without a hitch. Rowena got the boot and did not get a dime. After Bennett gave her a piece of his mind and everyone else gave her the cold shoulder, she had no choice but to crawl back to Sean. However, Sean was practically broke, barely getting by himself. Supporting her? Not a chance. Rowena's kick had left Sean with a bum leg that twisted as it healed. Due to that, he hobbled around, nearly as good as crippled.

If you're still reading this book I want to say thank you for even opening the book, also thank you for being patient and for reading up till now, that will be all for now. Please, go on with the book. *** AVA(yes you saw that right, little Ava's POV)

The sweet scent of a creek fills my nostrils, and I recognize Evan’s place even while upside down. “I swear to you—we’re not True Mates anymore,” I say, bouncing along his back. But even as I say the words, I know they’re not true. The bond was broken, but it can’t change what we are. I can still sense the energetic bindings, which were once as tight as the ropes cinching me. Now they’re cut loose, like two ends of a rope blowing in the wind. Only now the ropes represent rage and betrayal instead of love and safety. That’s why my wolf cries every time we even think of him. Whatever bound us was severed, but it’s never truly gone, like ugly scar tissue where healthy flesh once lived.

Jenny’s body trembled as she crouched behind the broken pew. The sound of footsteps echoed through the church, slow and deliberate. She could feel Ethan’s grip tighten on her wrist, his breath warm against her ear. Whoever had entered was searching for them. Her heart pounded so hard she feared it would give them away. The steps moved closer. Ethan pressed his lips near her ear. “Stay quiet,” he whispered. Jenny barely nodded. The silence stretched, thick with tension. Then, just as suddenly as they had entered, the footsteps retreated. The heavy church doors creaked shut, leaving behind an eerie stillness.

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.