His Bond Was a Cage

A tired young woman crouches in a dirt-walled root cellar, holding a glass jar of folded bills.

My name is Elowen Grieve, and I am standing in my family's root cellar with a jar of money in my hands.

The dirt down here smells cold and sweet. Nobody comes down here but me and the spiders.

His Bond Was a Cage

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I will not call his cage a bond anymore. Maddox Hurn rejected me in front of our pack, then kept me close to own my Alpha blood. He taught me to hide every scar and call it duty. I stayed because I thought a bond he broke could still be saved. Then I met Bryce Culver. He is a widowed Alpha and county sheriff raising twin girls and carrying grief he never lets show. He looks at me like I am not ruined. My family begs me to run. Maddox says I will never leave. I can still feel his hold on my wolf. Pack law still says I belong to him. To be free, I may have to break the last living part of me and survive what is left. Can I trust a second-chance fated mate when the first one almost erased me? And will the people who used my bond as a leash let me live long enough to try?