Shattered Bonds A Second Chance Mate (by Yui) novel Chapter 227

Chapter 227

I could still feel the echo of her scream – Severine’s vibrating through my bones long after the vision shattered, or is it my voice?

I feel like my body flying again, but right now I could sense that I know this warmth and smells.

When I opened my eyes, I was back at my room.

The room wasn’t quiet.

It breathed.

The walls seemed to pulse faintly, like the heartbeat of something that refused to die.

Francesco was kneeling beside me, hands cupping my face.

He never left…

His voice–deep, desperate – cracked in a way I had never heard before.

“Ellaine! Look at me, my love, look at me!”

I blinked, my throat raw. “She’s here…”

His head snapped toward the corner – where the light refused to stay, when he heard me and quickly moves when she hears my words.

And there she was.

Mother Severine.

No longer in flesh, but not a ghost either.

Her form shimmered – gray, fractured, made of something older than life itself.

This is her truly form after everything that has happened to her.

She left her fake gray woman and choose to show herself to us.

A beautiful pure woman turn into a devil because of fake love.

Her eyes burned with the same blue fire that once lived inside Totti’s veins,

“You’re…. Severine…” Francesco growled, his Lycan voice breaking through like thunder. “You dare—”

“Yes,” she interrupted, calm as still water. “The last of his cursed line.”

Francesco stepped in front of me instantly, his body between hers and mine.

“What do you want?” he demanded. “You’ve haunted this name long enough.”

Her laughter rolled through the room- soft, hollow, unkind. “What I want?” She tilted her head, her gaze sliding to me. “I want what he took from me what your bloodline stole. I want to see a Lycaon break!”

My skin crawled under her stare.

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It wasn’t hatred alone it was something far worse.

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A grief so ancient it had rotted into cruelty.

“Do you know what I saw, little Luna?” she said softly. “I saw the last Lycaon kneel by his mate’s grave and swear love the same word Totti whispered to me before he cut my soul from my body.”

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Her tone darkened. “And I knew then it’s all the same lie. The Lycaon line cannot love. They pretend. They take. They destroy what loves them, because it is all they know.”

I quickly shook my head, trying to disagree. “That’s a lie, Francesco isn’t like that” I whispered, though my voice trembled.

Her gaze turned sharp. “Is it? This is the Lycaon who killed his twin to claim the moon’s blessing, he’s like his father.” She give me a challenging smile before continue. “So, tell me, girl – what makes you think your mate will choose differently when the curse begins to whisper?”

Francesco’s snarl split the air, his eyes bleeding gold. “Enough!”

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But Severine only smiled — that broken, haunting smile of someone who once knew gentleness and had it burned out of her.

“I cursed them,” she said. “But I made a mistake. I made it too merciful. It only punished the line – not the

heart.”

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