All Chapters of Shattered Bonds: Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

The minute my father returned to the pack, I went to see him. Something needs to be done. Ever since Emlyn left, pack members have started leaving the pack, too. No one has confidence in my brother’s leadership any longer. I walk into my parents’ house, the one my father built specifically for my mother. I’ve seen mate bonds my entire life, seen the way mates love and adore each other, but I’ve never seen anything like the love that my parents have for each other. They came together during a time when they had both lost hope, and together they built the incredible life that they have now. “Hey mom, where’s dad, I need to speak to him.” “Bonjour, Xander. Paris was amazing, thanks for asking.” Quinn says to me. “Oh, I’m so glad you asked Xander. My personal favorite was Ireland. Those accents. Mwah.” My sister Malin kisses her fingers and then spreads them wide, in a modified version of a chef’s kiss, continuing Quinn’s chide about me ignoring them. My twin sisters, although they ar

It took me a week to find the witch. I had returned to the pack when Rich invited Gwen’s father, Beta Trevor and their Alpha, Alpha Carter in for interrogation. They didn’t know it was going to be an interrogation, but they found out the minute they walked in. Beta Trevor and his Alpha both indicated that they had nothing to do with Gwen’s scheming and Leana confirmed that they were telling the truth. When he asked if he could see his daughter, I escorted Beta Trevor to our cells. It was interesting to see the interaction. It was almost as if Gwen expected that her father could get her out of the mess she had made. He told her she’d gone too far this time and there was nothing he could do. It makes me wonder what other messes she’s gotten into that he’s had to get her out of. It’s only a few days after their meeting that I find her, the witch. She’s nothing like what I expect to find when I finally lay eyes on her. She doesn’t look like a witch at all. She looks like a college stude

I turn to Maeve. “Wait here, let me make sure whoever did this is gone.” I tell her before quietly walking into her store. I lift my nose in the air, smelling the burning scent that I’ve only smelled a couple of times in my life. The scent of witches. Before I’ve taken two steps, the door behind me opens and Maeve walks in. I growl at her. I don’t know that it’s safe yet. “They aren’t here. I have a spell on the place letting me know if someone is inside.” I tell him. “Do you know who did this?” She looks at me and scoffs. “Let’s just say your family aren't the only ones that wants me dead.” “We aren’t going to kill you.” I say, gritting my teeth. I can’t stand how cavalier she sounds talking about her death, as if dying at 18 is normal. “Well, maybe you’ll get lucky and someone will do your brother’s dirty work for him.” She says, looking around then walking into a back room. Einar is snarling that there is someone trying to kill our mate. It’s a good thing I’ll be keeping her

I know this burner phone is the connection to her family. While I was on the phone to my pack making arrangements to have someone come clean and fix Maeve’s shop, I snuck upstairs. Three bedrooms. While the scent of the goons was up there, I could smell the family scent much more strongly. One female, one male and I’d bet my future position as CEO that they are both juveniles. I had intended to take her upstairs and force her to tell me where they are, but when she indicated that we were being monitored, I changed my plan. She doesn’t seem concerned about them coming back and ‘M’ said they were safe. So, for now, I’ll leave it at that. When we were walking to the car, I smelled them before I saw them. I turned, putting myself between them and my mate. I don’t care that we’re in the middle of a busy part of town, humans passing us all around. If they try to take her, I will kill them. “Sorry, guys, this girl is taken, go find your own.” I say, my claws coming out. I hear Maeve suck i

I hate walking my mate through the packhouse. Everyone here can smell that she’s a witch and everyone in our pack and our allied packs knows that it was a witch that cast a spell on Rich and caused all the problem between him and Emlyn. But they don’t know Maeve, not like I’m starting to. I can’t even be angry at them. Yesterday, I wanted to kill her. If she wasn’t my mate, I might have, without ever giving her a chance, without realizing that she’s as much of a victim in all of this as Rich and Emlyn are. I’m shocked when she turns and stands up to the pack. I don’t know if she could actually do what she said she could, but the threat felt real enough that everyone looked shocked and the magic in her hands implied she was serious. I feel the surprise ripple through the pack, and I realize that they expect me to shut her down, or at least threaten her for threatening them. But I’m not going to. I know this pack has been through a lot recently, but so has she. In truth, I’m proud of