Shattered Bonds A Second Chance Mate (by Yui) novel Chapter 79

since that night, Francesco had insisted on

on being present every time lopenol Anadasia cary

It wasn’t just worry

It was instinct, deep and pilimal–the Alpha in him pelused to let his

stake even the smallest i

At first, I thought he was jud being overbessing. But when I remembered how he had found me coming, unconscious, nearly lost–couldn’t bring myself to argue, I made him a promise: no mote secrets. No more reckless magic without telling him first, Still, that didn’t seem to ease his nerves.

“Because I’ve risen inside your body,” Mika’s voice whispered from within „ firm and steady, “Freject every toxicity that dares to enter it

Her words echoed through me even now, days later. They had stuken me to my core, enough that I repeated them to Francesco that came right. His þand had tightened slightly around usine when I did. His jaw clenchind, bet he didn’t speak He didn’t need to

It had become clear Mika my wolf, my soul’s quandian – was unlike any other. She carried a purity that made drdinary magic tremble. Even spalls i to protect or hide became poison ander her scrutiny. She would not corruption to coexist within me

That was why I reacted sa violently to the cloaking potion.

That was why every step into Anastasia’s spellwork would be a war between the magic of the past and the sacred force that now lived inside me.

Ablesung? A curse?

I wasn’t sure,

“I don’t know w

know what this is anymore,” I muttered ane morning, curled up on the couch in the library.

The sun fittered in gently through the high glass windows. Dust motes danced in the air, and the scent of aged books wrapped around me like a familiar shawl. I brushed my fingers over the diary’s soft leather cover, tracing the etched ‘W like it held answers I hadn’t yet earned.

*Life is strange like that,” murmured to no one in particular, as often did in moments like this. The library was my sanctuary, but also a place where thoughts ran too wild if left unchecked.

That was when the heavy door creaked open, and Francesco’s voice cut through the stillness like a blade. His tone was sharp, clipped with irritation

Then come see her yourself,” he snapped into the phone, stepping in just as he ended the call

Audrey, ever the silent sentinel beside me, stood as soon as she spotted him. Her movements were crisp, respectful. She offered a quick bow, then slipped out without a word. She knew when to vanish–when his gaze locked onto me like I was the only thing in the world he could bear to look at

“You look angry,” I said softly, hiding my amusement behind the diary.

His brow furrowed deeper, lips tight. He didn’t deny it

Treached out, tugging him by the wrist until he sat beside me. He came willingly, dropping into the cushions with a heavy sigh. Another followed, deeper,

darker.

“Stupid Council,” he muttered. “And the Alphas. They keep obsessing over your powers, treating you like a loaded weapon instead. His voice trailed

off.

Instead of what?

Instead of his? I can’t stop the smile forming on my face.

“They’re worried about the wrong things he continued. “Rogues, Ellaine. They’re spreading like plague, multiplying in the shadows. But the Council’s

too blind to see it. Too stuck in tradition.”

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Chapter 79

I didn’t respond right away I simply leaned in and kissed his check Just a soft peck, Gentle, deliberate

Ho inhaled. The tension in his shoulders eased, just slightly.

As always, it worked.

His arm lid around me, drawing me close. My head found its place over his heart–steady, warm, strong, A rhythm I’d come to rely on.

“Did you find anything in the book today?” he asked after a while, his voice softer now

I nodded. Slowly. Carefully, I opened the diary in my lap.

Even now, it amazed me how it responded only to me

The faint Lavender scent clung to the pages, mingling with something older an echo of magic, perhaps.

As my palm pressed to the middle page, the parchment shimmered with pale light, and hidden words unraveled across what had moments ago been blank

Francesco tensed as the title appeared

Soul Holden Aspell to grant a second chance at life.

“What. His voice was tight, hesitant, laced with dread. “What is this?”

I didn’t speak. Not yet. We kept reading

2 February

He showed me his wounds, spoke of revenge, told me lies,

I believed him. He said he needed a second chance

Theld his soul so he wouldn’t die.

But the truth always finds its way to the surface.

The Lycan wasn’t the enemy.

The Alpha Lycart who loved me was an extraordinary mun

But when you separate a soul from its rightful place, you invite madness. We must be careful.

Francesco went still beside m

“is this…” he began.

“Looks like it’s Luca,” I whispered. The name tasted bitter on my tongue.

He turned away and exhaled sharply, running a hand through his hair. “I did kill him, Ellaine. I know I did that time. But he’s back… So, this is why Anastasia brought him back.”

The silence that followed wasn’t empty. It was full of unspoken truths. Full of realization.

Luca hadn’t just escaped death. He’d cheated it.

He stared at the glowing page as if he could will it to change, to give us better news. But we both knew what this meant

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