Page 21 of Mercy & Her Devils

His cheeks are wet with tears. His teeth are stained with blood.

My blood.

When my knees give out, he falls to the floor with me. “I break our bond.”

My eyes begin to flutter shut, as my body convulses with worse pain than I’ve ever felt before in my life.

Three times.

That’s what it takes to make it official.

I howl in desperation, writhing.

Don’t say it, don’t say it, don’t…

“I break our bond,” Fletcher’s voice is far off and faint.

Yet the words are powerful enough to snap the last of our connection, shatter me inside, and drive me into unconsciousness.

CHAPTER FOUR

Broken Basement, The Institute

Agony.

Blinding.

Searing.

Like flames.

Throbbing, throbbing, throbbing.

In my head, throat, even my teeth.

Am I dying?

Hurts.

I whine.

Where am I? What’s happening?

Alpha…

Except, I can’t feel him.

Fletcher’s not coming because he did this to me.

He officially broke our bond.

I’m alone and I’m suffering Broken Bond Syndrome.

My heart speeds up, as panic grips me.

Where the hell has he sent me? Did he let me return home to my Saint Pack? To Thomas?

Yet this doesn’t smell like home.

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