Werewolf

The Bond Breaker

by Michelle

I'm a Bond Breaker. I use magic to sever werewolves' mate bonds without pain, helping them get out of relationships that have gone bad. Three years into my practice, a young she-wolf walked into my consulting room and laid a signed check over my appointment form. "I need you to break a Luna's bond. She's been holding on to that position long enough."The signature on the check looked strangely familiar.I kept my expression polite. "Does she want to end her bond?""She will once she sees what her Alpha gets up to in my bed." The girl swept her hair aside, revealing a bite on her neck that hadn't healed. "He told me I make him feel young again."She pushed a video across the desk. In it, Lucas Hale bent to kiss her, the sports watch I'd given him still strapped to his left wrist. Three hours earlier, he'd used that same hand to braid our daughter's hair, then pulled me into his arms and told me nothing in the whole Grayridge Pack mattered more than the two of us.The girl smiled. "Will seven days be enough?"I glanced at my own mating mark. "That'll do."Apparently, even a Bond Breaker could end up taking her own kind of order.

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