Severed Bond: The White Wolf's Second Chance

on's cold, blue body, his e

tone to force me into submission. "You were t

I let them drag me to the water ce

ashes into a filthy sewer grate while

my clothes, and threw me i

old temple, the Moon God

nly one distra

his daddy from the water, Eli heard

ed in the sheets with Kasey. He ignored

hose the Ritual of Oblivion. I paid the ultimate

Wolf Luna, I walked down the gra

nees in front of the crowd, weeping, c

It's me, Eli! R

ooking at him with

sorry

o mate na

pte

per

and the shimmering lake in a glow that felt almost holy. As the Luna, this was my domain. But more than

r kind together. The Mate Bond was not just biology; it was the

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and my eyes. He was the perfect synthesis of an Alpha and a Luna. He was runni

verge of a breakthrough regarding how trauma affe

o," I called ou

moment of peace

e numbers on the page captivated me, drawing me into a trance of

up, the gard

ountain. It pressed against my e

eo

is scent-milk, fresh grass, and the faint, metallic tang of

mall, floating sha

didn't feel it. I dragged his small, heavy body to the shore. I pumped his c

blue. His little

in agony, a sound of pure soul-death, and then... she went silent. It wasn't a slee

olf, I felt frail. Weak. Like a hu

rpe

n and power, a scent that usually calmed me. He fel

ered, my voice broke

armth, needing the comfort of th

lled

t stung like a whip. He stood up, toweri

eadly whisper. It utilized the Alpha tone, a vibration that forced submissio

a second," I sobbed, c

said. He looked at me not with love, but with disgust. "You

li, pl

ing me to look into his furious eyes. Through our Mind-Link, his vo

was right. I was the mother.

to bow to me now looked away. The Omegas whispered. I was no long

hing Leo's favorite stuffed

he daughter of our Gamma, a woman who always

voice dripping with feigned

lone, Kasey

uching Leo's things with a possessiveness that made my skin crawl. "He's too

lin

asey continued, her eyes gleaming. "Som

ow her out, but my wolf w

fice, desperate for just a moment of connection. I neede

the doo

y the window. He

ut, Ha

o my knees. "I can't bear thi

nd his eyes were cold, devoid of the warmth I had known for five

the window, I saw him walking toward the gu

in the darkness he