I was soul - bonded to Vincent Colton for ten years. Then he brought his adopted sister Violet home, and just like that, our bond was toast.

He'd hidden his plans well all this time. But my car accident blew his cover. Lying in the hospital bed, I heard nurses talking. "Patient in Room 101 has no family. No one to sign for her surgery," one said. Another replied, "The head nurse called her mate. He said they broke the bond and only wants to be told when she dies." In our werewolf world, breaking a bond is a huge deal - it's like getting your heart ripped out.

As soon as I was released, I rushed to Family Court. The papers clearly said "Unbound." I went straight to Vincent, fuming. But all he did was scowl at me. "Zoe Loring, stop being so jealous," he said. "My bond with Violet is just on paper. I still want you." Yeah, right. The bond mark on my wrist, which used to burn bright, was now dull and cold. I knew he was lying.

After three weeks in the hospital, my body was finally on the mend.

As soon as I could, I checked myself out and made a beeline for the Family Court.

When I saw the word "Unbound" in bold letters next to my bond status, it felt like a werewolf's claws had swiped at my insides. Just like that, the bond I'd shared with Vincent for years was gone. And I had no clue when he'd broken it.

I still remember the first time I met Violet.

Right off the bat, her scent was off, and my wolf instinct was on high alert

At first, I thought she was Vincent's real sister, so I tried my best to get along with her, even sharing my favorite hunting spots.

But on the day of our binding ceremony, as I was changing into my dress, I caught Violet wrapping her arms around Vincent's waist from behind.

That's when I realized they weren't blood - related.

Vincent saw me and quickly pushed her away, but the damage was done.

He shooed Violet away from the ceremony, his wolf - eyes pleading as he swore she was nothing more than a sister to him. He promised on his pack's honor that he'd only see her at Colton family moon - howls during holidays, never alone.

But now, the pack registry stared back at me. Right next to Vincent's name, Violet's was etched in bold. I stormed home.

"Vincent, have you lost your mind? You snapped your soul - bond with Zoe in secret, formed a new one with Violet, and didn't even have the guts to tell her? The whole pack is whispering that Zoe's the omega on the side!"

"I only have eyes for Zoe! But if I didn't bind with Violet, my parents would've sold her off to some corporate pack. I couldn't let her be forced into a bond with a rogue alpha!"

My knees buckled at his words.

"And she's Skye's dam. If I didn't step in, that pup would've been left to roam the wilds!"

"You really wanna go there? If you hadn't abandoned River to chase Violet, our pup wouldn't have fallen down the steps. An hour sooner, and he might still be alive!"

My wolf whimpered deep inside.

I dug my claws into my palms,but it was nothing compared to the raw ache in my chest.

Vincent had left our three - year - old pup alone for Violet?

All those years, I'd been nothing but a fool.

After losing River, I'd sworn off raising another pup. I

could bear my own someday. B

ut seeing Vincent's ears flatten in guilt, I'd relented and taken in Skye.

My legs gave out, and I crashed to the floor.

Hot tears dripped onto the wooden planks. I hadn't even realized I was crying until the sound echoed through the villa.

Vincent bolted out of the room.

When his eyes landed on me, he reached out without a word. My wolf - instinct kicked in, and I immediately recoiled. His hand stopped in mid - air, and I caught a flash of guilt in his eyes.

"Zoe, what's going on?" he asked.

I looked into his worried eyes, not knowing if he was actually concerned about me or just scared that I'd heard his conversation.

"Nothing. Just feeling weak. Must be the lack of proper pack - meat," I lied.

I got up by myself, fighting the urge to gag as he tried to help me to the couch.

"How many times have I told you to take better care of yourself? You didn't have to rush back from your patrol so soon," he said. Notice he didn't say to patrol less, just to come back later. That's when my heart finally shattered.

"Sure," I replied numbly.

After Vincent and Quentin left the pack - house, I found the Alpha's number.

"Carson, I'm signing up for the top - secret pack mission," I said firmly.

"You really want to do this?" Carson's tone was as serious as a pack meeting.

"I've been eyeing this for a while. But you should know, joining this top - secret pack project means cutting off all ties. And there's no telling what'll happen," he warned.

My voice stayed steady. "Carson, I've made up my mind."

"Alright. I'll add your name to the list."

Once the call ended, I looked around the place I'd lived in for ten years. My heart ached as I saw all the matching things we'd had-mugs for sharing pack - brewed drinks, toothbrushes side by side, slippers at the door.

I stuffed them all into a big black trash bag. My eyes landed on a clay moon model on the shelf. Vincent had made it for me on our first hunt together. I reached for it, ready to throw it away, but saw the cracks all over it. Just like our bond, it had dried up and broken.

After packing, I dumped the bag in the dumpster. That's when Quentin called. "Zoe! Our pack experiment worked! The school's throwing a huge party. You have to come!"

"Sounds good." It was the perfect chance to say goodbye to the pack members in the lab.

I quickly freshened up and headed to the school hall. I was late, and the place was packed with wolves chatting and laughing. Right in the middle of the crowd was Vincent, with Violet holding Skye. They looked like the perfect family.

Violet saw me first. She put Skye down, looking nervous. "Zoe, I was just holding Skye because he's so cute. Don't get the wrong idea."

Skye didn't want to be put down. He grabbed onto her skirt, but shot me a look full of dislike. "Why are you here? I told Dad not to invite you!"

Vincent frowned. "I thought you were feeling weak? Why aren't you resting at the pack - house?"

They acted like I was a stranger crashing their family time. Whispers started spreading through the hall.

"What's going on?"

"Aren't Vincent and Violet bonded? Why is she scared of Zoe?"

"But I heard Vincent and Zoe were together in pack academy."

The gossip stung. I turned to Vincent. "You said Violet was just like a sister. Then why is everyone calling her your mate?"

Vincent looked guilty. He leaned in and whispered, "Zoe, people are just spreading rumors. Don't listen to them."

His lie was so bad I didn't even bother arguing. Maybe he was worried I'd cause trouble, because he stuck close to me after that. But being near him made my fur feel prickly.

After trying three times to get away from him, I went to the bathroom. When I came out and headed to the balcony for some air, I ran into Violet with Skye. Her eyes had a sneaky look.

"Zoe, I've been looking for you! Skye should be with you. You're his mom, after all." She tried to hand Skye over.

I didn't trust her and stepped back. But Violet just let go. Skye started falling. I jumped to catch him, but I wasn't fast enough.

Thud!

Skye hit the floor and my wrist took the brunt of it. The sound caught Vincent's attention. My wrist throbbed with pain, but I checked on Skye first.

Then Violet's voice rang out, full of fake shock. "Zoe! I know you're mad at me, but hurting a pup? That's too much!"

Skye was okay thanks to me breaking his fall-just a small scrape on his knee.

But Violet's lies sent Vincent into a frenzy.

He grabbed my injured wrist, his voice full of anger.

"Zoe, how could you be so heartless? Just because Skye isn't your pup and likes Violet more, you'd try to hurt him?"

The pain in my wrist spiked under his grip, and sweat rolled down my forehead. "Vincent, let go! I didn't drop Skye, it was-"

Before I could finish, Skye, safe in Vincent's arms, started fake - crying. "Mommy, I'm sorry! I won't let Violet hold me anymore. Please don't hit me again, it hurts..."

I stared at the pup I'd just saved, shocked. He was young, but his acting was obvious. His forced tears couldn't hide the sneaky look on his face. Vincent seemed to notice it too, his hand pausing for a second, but he still went off on me. "Can't you be more mature? Why drag a pup into this? Apologize to Violet, and we'll forget this."

He was determined to protect her. I laughed bitterly. "Why should I apologize for something I didn't do? There's a security camera right there. Check the footage, and you'll see who really dropped him."

Violet's face turned pale at my words. She tugged Vincent's sleeve, pretending to be kind. "Let it go, Vincent. Skye's fine. It's a celebration-don't make a scene."

Vincent looked guilty when I mentioned the camera. He finally let go of my wrist and turned away with a cold huff. "This time, I'll overlook it. But if it happens again, you'll pay." Then he picked up Skye, grabbed Violet, and walked back to the center of the crowd.

But I wasn't backing down. I grabbed a first - aid kit, bandaged my wrist, and went to the security room. I copied the footage onto a USB drive.

When I got back to the auditorium, our mentor, the head of the project, was on stage, smiling widely. "Our lab's Family Pup Safety System is a huge success, and we owe it all to Violet, who joined us last year! She solved the core AI problem-she's a genius! I'm happy to announce that Violet will lead the Family Pup Safety System... Let's give her a round of applause!"

The room filled with clapping, but I felt sick. I'd spent three years working on that system after River's death, pouring my heart into keeping pups safe. Vincent knew how much work I'd put in. I didn't know how he'd tricked our mentor into putting Violet's name on my research.

But I knew one thing: I wouldn't let the system I built for River become a win for the she - wolf who'd played a part in his death. I pushed through the crowd, jumped onto the stage, and slapped Violet hard in front of everyone.