All Chapters of Shattered Bonds: Chapter 251 - Chapter 260

Oh, how my life has changed in the year since I met Xander. I went from fearing for my life, struggling to keep my family together and still run a business to having a thriving business, an incredible mate, a family that is safe, and I now belong to a werewolf pack. It’s not official yet, Xander wanted to wait until our daughter was born. But Meadow and Tate both agreed and became official members of the Shadow Falls pack. Both of the were excited to have a low level ability to mind link, at least with the ranked members, and Rich's family. Today, I’m sitting on the back porch with Emlyn as she rocks her newborn. Rich and Xander put additional rocking chairs out here so super-pregnant women like me and young mothers like Emlyn could be comfortable and still be outside enjoying the fresh air. “How can I be so large, and uncomfortable but watching my mate sparring still gets me all worked up?” I ask her as we watch Xander and Rich spar each other. Xander is battling hard against his Ri

I’m up several times with my baby girl throughout the night, but every time I come back to bed, Xander pulls me to him, curling up around me and helping me fall back to sleep. In the morning, I wake up groggy, but Xander gets up and makes coffee while I drag myself to the shower. I bathe and there's a mug of steaming coffee waiting for me on the counter when I get out. I walk out of the bathroom in my bathrobe, drinking my coffee and I see Xander waiting for me. “Come sit,” he says, patting his leg. I look at him a moment, before walking toward him. “What happened?” I ask as I reach him, and he pulls me into his lap. He brushes my damp hair out of my face. “We found Levana.” “Where?” I ask, my mind instantly awake. “In your uncle’s castle.” I start to stand, but he holds me in place. “And she has a new coven, or maybe it’s some of the old coven, I’m not sure.” “How many?” I ask. “I don’t know the answer to that. She found the cameras and blew them out. One of the security te

Two Years Later “No, Einar is the strongest!” my daughter adamantly yells at Leander, standing in front of Einar who is playing with the kids. “No, Finley is the strongest!” Leander says back, both kids arguing that their fathers’ wolves are the strongest. Briella is riding on Finley’s back. Cyran growls low, coming to stand between them. Both Leander and Felicity look at Cyran then back at each other. “Grandpa Cyran is the strongest!” they both yell. “Get him!” Leander says and the two of them go chasing after Cyran while Finley teaches Briella how to stay on him when he’s running and Einar is just trying to keep his fur while Gale and our third child, Mena, tug on it. She was given a name meaning love, as my love for my mate continues to grow year after year and I know his for me continues to grow too. I stand on Angel and Liam’s back porch watching as the fathers and grandfather play with the kids. Angel comes out, carrying Emlyn and Rich’s third child, another boy that they na

I’ve been on a mission for my grandfather for several months. He sent me on what feels like a wild goose chase looking for a girl. He told me she was a teenager and a vampire, but he didn’t tell me anything more than that. Now, after several months of looking, I’ve come up with my last dead end. I’ve run out of leads and I have to return home to tell my grandfather that I failed him.I sleep through the day, waiting for the sun to set before I begin making my way home. Unlike most vampires, I’m a royal and therefore, I can walk in the daylight, but it’s uncomfortable. My eyes are very light sensitive, and my pale skin burns easily, so I prefer to move at night.As I get closer to home, to my grandfather’s clan and his lands, I get a bad feeling. The last couple of times that I called my grandfather, he didn’t answer. And for once, he didn't call me back. It’s now been a few weeks and I haven’t heard from him. It’s another reason I’ve decided to come home. I need to make sure that he’s

I’m digging through what’s left of my grandfather’s papers. Giovanni and possibly my father seem to have gone through everything. I swipe the papers onto the floor just as Giovanni comes to the door.“Prince Drake, your father has requested your presence for dinner.”“I bet he did,” I respond without looking at him.With hands on hips, I look around the room. My grandfather was smart enough not to leave something like this out where my father or Giovanni would find it. So where would he have put it.“I’m happy to escort you to dinner,” Giovanni says.“You can tell my father that I won’t be joining him for dinner tonight or any night,” i say. When he once again doesn’t move, I turn to him. I make shooing gestures with my hands and have the pleasure of watching his eyes narrow.“Now run along, like the good little errand boy that you are, and tell him that I won’t be coming.”Giovanni snarls, but turns and races off to tell my father of my insolence, no doubt.I begin going around the r