The Severed Bond

The Severed Bond

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She severs fated mates for a living. He's sworn to destroy her kind. Lyric was born as a rare wolf who can sever sacred bonds. Now hunted and shackled, she's dragged before Alpha Riven Thorne... the one man she should fear most. But when their eyes lock, something primal ignites. He already has a mate. She already hates him. But the heat between them? It's anything but severed. ***** "Tell me you hate me," he murmured.
Her silence wrapped around them like a promise neither dared to speak aloud. 
"One day," he whispered, voice rough at her ear, "you'll beg to stay."
And for a terrifying second... she believed him.
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Four alpha wolves rejected their fated omega. They don't remember the night they shattered her. Their bond does and it won't let them stop hunting her. 🥇 #1 in Rejected · #1 in Fated · #1 in Stalking Dark reverse harem shifter romance with rejected mates · obsessive, unraveling MMCs · class divide · feral bonds · why-choose -SABLE- They didn't realize what I was to them. They rejected me without hesitation, then walked away. Protected by wealth, status, and a town that always shields its own. They don't even remember the night they shattered me. So I survived by becoming cold. I buried the girl who believed in fate and built walls no one could climb. I don't need their apologies. I don't need their hunger. I don't need men who only learned my worth after losing me. They can chase all they want. I'm already gone. -PACK ROSS- We don't remember rejecting her. But our bodies do. The bond woke up wrong. Sharp, violent, relentless. We feel her absence like starvation. Like something vital was ripped out and taken where we can't follow. She won't look at us. She won't soften. She treats us like predators, and it's driving us insane. We want to claim her. We want to fix it. We want what we're no longer sure we deserve. She says we're too late. The bond says she's still ours. One of us is lying.

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