Shattered Bonds A Second Chance Mate (by Yui) novel Chapter 36

Audden alert howl from the guard perimeter crackled through the warriors

Rogues Spotted near the eastern border

Within seconds, the calm shattered into swift, decisive action.

The Alphas moved immediately, their wares following without hesitation.

Francesco didn’t waste a breath–he gave a few sharp commands in his deep, commanding voice, summoning his Fourth Warrior to his side.

Meanwhile, six of his elite warriors remained close, circling protectively around me and the other Lunas gathered inside the Alpha mansion

Despite the walls and the number of trained fighters surrounding us, a prickle of unease traced down my spine. It was a dangerous situation

But more than fear for myself, my heart ached with worry… for him. For Francesco,

I knew he was powerful–stronger than any Alpha here- but i had just found him. I couldn’t bear the thought of losing him now, not when we had barely begun.

The tension in the air was palpable. Lunas huddled closer, whispering prayers or sending silent mind links to their mates. The warriors stood at full alert, their bodies tight, ears straining for the faintest hint of threat.

Through the windows, I caught glimpses of movement–shadows darting among the trees, snarls cutting through the stillness

The robes must have caught wind of the gathering of Alphas and sought to unleash chaos

But what they didn’t know what they couldn’t have known–was that among these gathered leaders was a force far beyond their reckoning

A Lycan Alpha.

A monster… a storm cloaked in wolf skin.

Francesco Totti Lycaon…

And tonight, they had made the fatal mistake of endangering his Luna.

Something ancient and primal stirred in the air–a shift so palpable it made every werewolf in the mansion stiffen.

A low, vicious growl, bigger than usual werewolf, echoed from the battlefield.

Francesco had joined the hunt.

I pressed my hand against my chest, feeling the fierce rhythm of my heart as the band between us pulsed stronger than ever.

His fury radiated through the link, a white hot blaze that promised devastation to any who dared Lay a threat before me

Outside, the battle had already turned. ”

Those rogues hadn’t prepared for what they faded.

Francesco moved like a phantom among them a blur of raw, terrifying strength. One after another, the rogues fell, barely having time to realize thin

end had come. His claws were longer, sharper. His speed was unmatched. His roar shook the very ground

The other Alphas, seasoned warriors in their own right, could only watch in stunned awe as Francesco tore through the enemy ranks with brutal

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They saw why, once, he had been called the Monster Alpha

Why, once, even the basest warriors had bowed their heads when he passed.

Why the Moon Goddess had created a fated one for him to tame the storm, to soften the beast.

Because without that anchor, Francesco was unstoppable. Dangerous not just to his enemies but to the world itself.

Three hours.

That’s all it took. Three hours to sweep the territory clean, to tear apart every last rogue foolish enough to step foot into Blackpine lands tonight

Francesco’s scent–sharp, commanding, uniquely Lycan- lingered thick in the air, a warning no sane creature would dare ignome

As the final rogue fell, silence blanketed the forest,

And then…

A sound split the night sky.

A powerful, victorious howl–deep and resonant, carrying across the mountains and valleys

It was Francesco.

Claiming his triumph. Declaring his dominion.

Every werewolf instinctively dropped to their knees, heads bowed low in reverence. Even the Alphas themselves could not resist the pull

They howled back

an answer, a submission. Acknowledging the true king among

on them

Inside the mansion, I stood near the window, my hand trembling slightly against the glass.

Tears blurred my vision, but they weren’t bom from fear

No. They were tears of awe.

Of pride. Offierce, overwhelming love

He was mine. And I was his

Behind me, the other Lunas whispered in stunned amazement, their warriors murmuring prayers of gratitude for having someone like him among their

ranks.

But amidst the triumph, one figure stood isolated consumed by bitter despair.

Ruben.

I caught sight of him across the room, his face pale, twisted with something between rage and helplessness.

He had seen it too. He had witnessed with his own eyes the sheer force of the being I now belonged to. A power he could never match.

A mate he could never be. And he hated it.

He hated knowing that I had found someone stronger. Better.

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|_ Someone who would protect me, levar me, and destiny anything that dired farm me

chadlost. Truly and completely.

And for the first time in what fell like forever, Tumiled.

I quickly turn my head the moment the front doors of the mansion creaked open, every sound in the room seemed to vanish,

My beat lurched violently in my chest

And there he was. Francesco…

He stepped inside, towering and commanding, every inch the victorious Lycan Alpha.

His black shirt was torn at the shoulder, claworks ripped across the fabric, and streaks of blood–not his own–stained his hands and arms.

His hair was disheveled, his sharp jaw set hard, his golden eyes burning with a raw, feral light that hadn’t yet dimmed.

And yet… when his gaze found me across the room, something shifted.

The fury melted away, replaced by something achingly tender. A low, rumbling growl vibrated from deep within his chest–not of anger now, but of need. Ofrelief.

Without thinking, without caring who watched, Iran to him.

The warriors around me parted instinctively, sensing the urgency between us. I crashed into his chest, my arms wrapping tightly around him.

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