Breaking Bonds with Alpha the Eighth Time

Name: Breaking Bonds with Alpha the Eighth Time
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Luna Ashvale endures eight bond-breakings with Alpha Lucian Thorne due to his childhood sweetheart Vanessa's manipulative tactics. Each time, Lucian prioritizes Vanessa, who threatens self-harm or creates drama, leaving Luna emotionally drained. On their third "anniversary," after another public humiliation and physical abuse, Luna finally snaps. She packs her bags and leaves with Mark, a supportive figure from her past. Lucian panics, but Luna stands firm, rekindling her career and finding happiness. When Vanessa attacks Lucian, he cuts her off, sending her to prison. Six months later, at a conference, Luna, now bonded to Mark, encounters a remorseful Lucian, but she has moved on, embracing a life free from his toxic cycle.

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Chapter 9 Chapter9

10-17 00:28

Chapter 1 Chapter1

My mate Alpha Lucian Thorne's childhood sweetheart, Vanessa, is stirring up drama again, and he's ready to break our bond for the eighth time.

I'm numb, my heart like ashes, as I look at him calmly and say, "This'll be our eighth bond-breaking, you know."

He gives me that guilty look, his eyes pleading, a mix of helplessness and desperation. "Luna Ashvale, I don't have a choice. You know how Vanessa gets-she's always threatening to hurt herself. I can't just ignore her, can I?"

"But don't worry, Luna Ashvale," he adds quickly, "as soon as I calm Vanessa down, we'll become bound again right away. Promise."

I don't say a word.

I've heard that line a million times before.

Eight bonds. Eight breaks.

The folks at the Family Court know me by name now. Behind my back, they call me the "Eight-Time Breaking She-wolf."

Clutching the freshly printed bond-breaking papers, I hear one of the court clerks behind me, curiosity dripping from their voice. "So, when's the ninth wedding? Gotta book the slot for you."

I shake my head faintly. "There won't be a next time."

Stepping out of the Family Court, I spot Alpha Lucian doting on Vanessa, all sweet and tender.

Just half an hour ago, she was at our place, smashing glass bottles, holding a jagged shard to her throat, screaming her lungs out like she was auditioning for a soap opera. Now, after a few honeyed words from Alpha Lucian, she's giggling like nothing happened.

Every time I see this scene, it's like I'm watching a bad movie-part of me can't believe it's real. That unhinged she-wolf from earlier? Really her?

Today's supposed to be our third wedding anniversary, Alpha Lucian and me.

But calling it an "anniversary" feels like a sick joke.

If you count from our first wedding, sure, it's been three years. But with all the bonding and breaking, the makeups and meltdowns, our latest rebonding lasted-what-a month?

And now our bond is broken again.

Three years. Eight bonds. Eight breaks.

Never thought those internet memes about serial divorcées would hit so close to home.

As I walk out of the courthouse, dazed, Vanessa catches my eye and smirks, ripping open the scar in my heart. "Alpha Lucian, were you lying to me? How'd you get the bond broken so fast?" she says, all fake innocence. "Did Luna Ashvale try to guilt-trip you into staying? She'd love it if I just dropped dead so no one's 'bothering' you."

Alpha Lucian looks exasperated, but he doesn't defend me like he used to. Instead, he soothes her in that soft, coaxing tone, handing her the bond-breaking papers. "Here's the proof, Vanessa. See? No tricks."

Vanessa glances at the papers, her face lighting up like she just won the lottery. She shuts up, satisfied. But when Alpha Lucian's not looking, she shoots me a smug, condescending glare.

I know she's baiting me, but it still gets under my skin. Every damn time.

You'd never believe what set her off this time. A month ago, right after our latest rebonding, Alpha Lucian gave me an early anniversary gift. Vanessa saw it, and her jealousy went nuclear.

That's right-a gift for me sent her spiraling. So, a month after we tied the knot again, she dragged us back to Family Court for another bond-breaking.

The clerk handling our paperwork that day even cracked a joke. "Y'all come to Family Court more often than most folks hit up the farmers' market."

I was mortified, my face burning as I stared at the floor, wishing it would swallow me whole. Three years, and we've been to Family Court nearly thirty times. The staff practically throw us a welcome party now.

But Alpha Lucian? He lost it. Stepped in front of me, all protective, and snapped at the clerk. "Just process the papers and keep your mouth shut. Me and my mate like to play the bonding-breaking game. What's it to you?"

The clerk clammed up and finished the paperwork.

Ever since that day, Vanessa's been counting down the thirty-day cooling-off period like it's her job. This morning, she couldn't wait any longer-she forced Alpha Lucian to drag me to court for the bond-breaking certificate.