All Chapters of Shattered Bonds: Chapter 211 - Chapter 220

I didn’t sleep a wink last night. I tossed and turned and desperately tried to think of a way to keep Maeve here, with me. It’s not that I don’t want her to leave the pack, it’s just that I know she’s not safe out there and I want to wait until the penthouse is officially ours. If she insists on going back now, I’ll just have to put her in our current penthouse. It just won’t be hers. Ours. When my alarm goes off, I drag myself out of bed and go down to training. My father is there and when he sees the mood I’m in, he decides to take the opportunity to not only force me to focus on my sparring, but also to find out what’s going on. I tell him about Maeve, not sure how to make her understand that she’s my mate and what that really means to me. I wanted to show her, but everything has been so crazy lately. I've done little things, but it doesn't seem like it's enough. We’ve just about finished training when my father’s eyes go unfocused. When they clear, he looks at me. “Maeve is gone

Sometime in the middle of the night, I hear footsteps in the hallway. I prop myself on my elbow, listening to make sure Maeve isn’t planning to sneak out again. Instead, she stops at my door that I left cracked open for her. When the door opens, she stands there a moment, indecisive. I realize that even though I can see her clearly, she probably can’t see me. “Come here,” I say quietly and pull the covers back. When she crawls into bed, I tuck her back against my chest, curling myself around her, breathing in her sweet strawberry scent. “Sorry, I woke up and couldn’t get back to sleep.” “I prefer you here with me, anyway. Don’t apologize.” It doesn't take long before her breathing evens out and she is back to sleep. I'm not far behind her. The next morning, we get up and get ready to go to her shop. “You really don’t have to come with me, Xander.” “Maeve, do you feel safe enough to bring Meadow and Tate home?” I ask her, already knowing the answer. “You know I don’t.” “Then,

I’m so happy that I chose the Ferris wheel to ask Maeve to marry me. I knew the minute she realized where we were going that it was the right choice. Her excitement was contagious. When we move to get on the Ferris wheel, I pass the guy some money and tell him that I’m proposing to my girl at the top and can he stop the wheel for just a couple of minutes when we get there. He agrees and it is absolutely perfect. I feel the wheel slowing down, Maeve has tucked her body against mine and I have my arm wrapped around her, so we were already close when I pulled the ring out of my pocket and asked her. “Xander…” Her hand reaches out tentatively without touching the ring before she looks up at me. “Why? I don’t understand.” “I’ve been researching the wedding ceremony for humans and they have this engagement thing. I guess because humans can’t physically mark their mates, they give them a symbol to show that they are claimed. I wanted you to understand how very serious I am about you. I t

I could have stayed between Maeve’s thighs for the rest of my life. Her sweet taste, her mewls and moans of pleasure and the sound of her screaming my name made me find my own release more than once. The only thing better than tasting my mate, is waking up beside, my scent all over her. Last night was beyond perfect. She accepted me as her mate, or at least, as her fiancé. She’s wearing the human version of my claim on her finger and hopefully soon she’ll be wearing my mark on her neck so every human AND every werewolf will know that she’s claimed. And if all of that wasn’t enough, she finally trusts me enough to bring Meadow and Tate home. She’s still sound asleep beside me, but I know that she needs to get up. Her shop has been ridiculously busy this week. I know she’s not going to return with me to the pack to deal with Gwen. I really want her there with me, but I also know that she needs to be there for her shop patrons. It does make me think about our future. If we are able to

I take Tate’s hand and pull him behind me as we move quietly through the night. Two days ago, when we were moving to the next hotel, I saw them. The Whitmore brothers. Levana was stupid to send them after us, they stand out in a crowd. They are huge and they look like goons. Even out here in the wild west, they look more like outlaws from the old western movies than the good guys. And somehow, they had found us. “Do you think it’s our phones?” Tate had asked me. “I don’t know but if we get rid of them, we won’t be able to contact Maeve.” “Send her a text now and then we can ditch the phones.” I had tried, but the area we were in had spotty wifi and in the end, I just had to ditch the phones. Tate and I had hid and sure enough, it was the phones that had somehow drawn them to us. “Spell.” I said quietly as Tate and I snuck away. They had used a spell to find our phones. “Where are we going to go?” “I don’t know, but we have to move. Fast. If they found a way to hook into our bu