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My left hand felt unnaturally light, naked. I raised it, tracing the pale indentation on my ring finger with my thumb, the ghost of the square-cut emerald. I could still feel its weight, its coolness, the way it caught the light. The memory of placing it on his desk, beside the pathetic shreds of my plea, was a fresh wound. "I trusted you with every broken piece of me. Why can't you trust me now?" Torn apart by his own hand. Just like us. The ache in my finger was nothing compared to the hollow void in my chest where that ring, and his trust, used to reside.

It wasn't a jewel or a weapon. It was a small, silver signet ring—the crest worn smooth by time—and a scrap of vellum, folded into a tight square. With trembling fingers, Ellie unfolded the paper. The handwriting was elegant, slanted, and hurried. To my little star, If you are reading this, the seal has broken. Do not look for us in the places of the living. Look for the weaver’s knot where the three rivers meet at the spine of the world. The fracture cannot be mended by magic alone; it requires a heart that knows the weight of both the moon and the loom. Beware the Silver Circle. They do not want to fix the world; they want to frame it. Trust the wolf who holds your hand, but trust the thre

With a roar, I forced my steps back and away from the alluring Bond — away from the sparkle. I wasn’t able to think properly, but I knew I had to fight and stop myself from going near Bond. “My BOND!” I screamed out. My right hand reached for it, while my left hand grabbed it and twisted it until I felt the pain of the snapping of my own bones. “AHH!” Groaning, I stepped away from the tiny sparkle of the ring. The pain of my broken hand washed all over my body and I fell to my knees, the daze of the nexus dissipating from my body. It was still feeding on Zarek’s soul, but the deafening blindness it had created before my eyes shredded the darkness slowly.

“She’s not just in the dress. She is the dress.” “I tried to take it off!” I cried. “It won’t let me—” The zipper had vanished. The fabric clung like skin, fused with mine. Like it had become a part of me. Like she had. “We need to break the mirror,” Ethan said suddenly. I stared at the shattered glass on the ground. “It’s already broken.” He paused. “That means there’s nothing left binding her...” The floor cracked wider. Another hand emerged—this one clenching a ring. A Blackwell ring.

Jessica had completely severed our connection. I leaned back against the sofa, letting out a guttural growl of anguish as pain consumed me. My eyes fell on the ring Jessica had left behind—the one my mother had given her. The silver moonstone glowed faintly under the light. It was the family heirloom my mother had put on Jessica’s finger the day of our engagement. "This is our family’s heirloom. From now on, it belongs to you," my mother had said. I remembered how Jessica’s eyes had filled with tears, her amber gaze sparkling with happiness as she smiled sweetly at me.

That projection featuring Lyra's marked body and the sense of betrayal through the mate bond were all the answers she needed. Amidst the gasps of amazement and envy, Seraphina spun on her heel and strutted into an antique jeweler's workshop. When she removed the ring from her left ring finger, she could feel a piece of her soul being torn away. "How can I help you, ma'am?" "Please melt this ring down for me." "But this is a bond token made from moonlight silver with an engraving, no less. It must hold a sacred meaning. Are you sure you want to melt it?"

His hand dipped into his pocket, retrieving a velvet box, and as he opened it, the simple silver ring caught the light. "Cecilia," he uttered, his voice heavy with passion, "can you be the companion of my days?" Cecilia became rigid. The words lingered between them like a dense fog, weighty and undeniable. Her green eyes filled with feelings, her lips opening, but no sound emerged. She couldn't tear her eyes away from the silver band on Ethan's finger. Slowly, her hand lifted, filled with hesitation, her palm stretching toward the delicate box, holding the silver ring.

Alexis thought she was going to pick it up, but to his shock, she stepped on it—crushing it under her heel. The ring shattered into pieces. "Alice, what the hell?! Why did you destroy it?!" Alexis shouted, trying to pick up the broken ring, but it was beyond repair. "No one deserves to wear that ring! What did you think? That I would just accept that it wasn't meant for me?! Alexis, just like my child, you belong to me! If anyone is going to wear a ring from you, it will be me! No one else!" The ring’s crystals and broken parts were scattered across the floor. Alexis glared at Alice, furious at her madness.

Camilla and her parents gasps in shock. " Now we're permanently done " he said and drops the ring on the floor and steps on it . Crack . The ruby in the ring breaks to pieces. Camilla drops to her knees gasping for breath , it was like her entire world crashed.. tears filled her eyes and she found it difficult to see. " You insolent child " Nate screams panting. " That is enough" Stephen said calmly, still sitting down of course " You've overstayed your welcome and your presence is no longer welcomed here , guards! "

Allistar POV I can feel myself waking up slowly, but I'm still too exhausted to open my eyes. I feel like I've been hit by a truck and then thrown through a meat grinder. My body has never sustained such severe injuries before so I know it's going to take awhile to recover any strength. While I'm here I might as well go over everything I remember to try and piece everything together. I know Raven got to safety, I got the shit beat out of me, and the man that did it is known as Alpha Cassius. I blacked out before anything else happened, but considering the fact that I can feel silver chains wrapped around my wrists means he probably took me and is holding me somewhere. The silver is affecting