Novel & Cerita Why Did Snape Make The Unbreakable Vow

Then, I walked to the window, and into the void, I chanted the vow I had rehearsed a thousand times in my heart, in the ancient tongue of the first vampires. The air began to thrum, unseen magic gathering between my lips. “I, Isolde, of House Volkov, do cast off the bond with Darius, of House Aleron.” “Blood to blood, soul to self. By my will, the covenant is broken. By my heart, the tie is severed.” As the final syllable fell, I felt the dull, pulling sensation in my chest snap. He was gone. Completely. I waited until dawn. Sitting at my desk, I took out the ancient bloodline registry.

High Priestess Selene finally stepped forward, raising both hands for silence. “The Crimson Vow cannot be broken,” she said firmly. “Not by magic, not by force, and not by the will of any king.” Caelan turned sharply toward her. “There must be a way.” “There isn’t.” “There has to be!” Selene’s expression hardened. “The marriage was witnessed by the Blood Eclipse itself. The ancient covenant has already accepted them. If anyone attempts to sever the bond…” She hesitated, her face growing pale. “…the consequences are unknown.”

Every time her breath caught, I knew she was replaying those last shots in the basilica. I made a promise when I put the ring on her finger. Not just to love her, but to protect the fragile part of her that still believed in a future. Even if it meant spilling every drop of blood that threatened that future. Matteo’s POV He came to me at midnight. No words were exchanged. Just that look. A plan we’d gone over a hundred times before — back when Severi was still alive and my uncle ruled like a ghost in a tailored suit.

He had gotten into numerous relationships in the past and he never cared about a breakup. However, his relationship with Nicole wasn't just a relationship. To him, it was like a covenant he couldn't break and now she spoke of a breakup, so carelessly. "I'm not taking shit back! Set my parents free or we end this relationship! It's like I shouldn't have been here in the first place!" She said and more invisible daggers pierced through his heart. He turned around as he didn't want to look at her face. He then said, "Do you realize you are my Luna? We have taken an oath before the Moon Goddess and the Pack members! An oath we are not meant to break!" He said, slowly and carefully.

Chapter 11 The Man Whose Name People Lower Their Voices For "The Whitfield numbers are wrong," Alexander said, not looking up from the tablet in his hand. It had been a heated discussion thirty seconds earlier, for the sake of a projection, two colleagues agreeing that it was preferable to argue with the man who built the model in the first place. All of it stopped as soon as Alexander spoke. Marcus Wren, head of acquisitions, flipped back through his printout so fast he almost tore a page. "The projections on page four_"

he said, his tone dripping with disdain. The words cut deep, and Veda felt her heart shattering into a million pieces. "I thought our vows meant something," she whispered. Adyant snorted. "Vows? Those were just empty promises, Veda. We both knew it." Veda's eyes widened in shock as the reality check of her shattered vows laid bare in front of her fragile heart. "How can you say that?" she demanded, her voice laced with pain. Adyant's gaze locked onto hers.

If she didn’t slit her throat and wait for the ancient magic to claim her life, she would've burst into flames and turned to ashes. That’s what he found out in the Night Storm Pack when he was visiting and inquiring about the Unbreakable Oath. He saw it with his own eyes. An old Omega or young Slave just bursting into flames and turning to ashes suddenly as if it’s just normal for them there. The Unbreakable Oath. A vow that any werewolf, Alpha or Omega, wolfless or powerful, can conjure but with the expense of the life of the caster—and the life of the receiver hanging on a thread.

For a brief moment, her glow was back after taking a rest. "Yes. That's what I am saying. But I am sorry to break it to you, but the beta is not in the condition to accept the spell right now." "Spell? What kind of spell?" “Spell for breaking the vow, Miss Autumn. Drinking some potions does not work at all. We needed a strong spell for that one. Now that I think about it, for a high success rate, both of you should be present at the ceremony. You and him will be receiving the same spell. And the risk... will his body be able to handle it?"

"That is the first part of the binding of an apprentice to the master. I have not agreed to let you live, let alone train you in anything!" "That is also an Oath of Truth." "What significance is that supposed to have?" "The blade was a gift to me, enchanted by the same wizard who enhanced my voice. If I break my Oath, it will pierce my heart." "And if I refuse to take you on?" "Then I am bound to follow and do all I can from the shadows." She said, but her voice was not as strong as it had been until now and she hoped he did not call her bluff. If he refused at this point, they all might be dead by morning.

“/If they know anything about vampires, they may realise that you can’t be hypnotizing them if you’re not looking them in the eye./” “/Where do you want me?/” I almost jump. That was Tom. I had forgotten him. “/Hold a perimeter. Check they’ve got no backup arriving,/” Aiden instructs… I blink. I’ve forgotten something. I hope it's not important. “As if that means anything,” Tall Guy sneers. “It means a lot,” Shelley says quietly. “If you know anything about the magical nature of supernatural oaths, you’ll know that her existence is forfeit if she willingly breaks it. Willingly,” she adds sternly. “Forcing her to break it won’t work.”