Rise Of A Shattered Luna (Natalie) by Kave Derry novel Chapter 256

Chapter 256 Bond Severed

Chapter 256 Bond Severed

Jensen’s POV

I stood perfectly still at the foot of the bed, watching her chest heave as she spat out her demands for half of my life’s work, the Nightfang territory, and half of the corporation’s capital.

I wasn’t surprised in the least by her greed.

The baseline of her character had been laid bare in the pixels of the videos looping on my phone

Why had Sharon wanted so badly to be Luna?

Why had she stolen another woman’s Scribe credentials and faked a terminal case of moon–sickness?

Once, in the deep, pathetic delusion of my youth, I had convinced myself that her frantic pursuit of me was a manifestation of love.

I had believed that she truly cared for me, that her wild, reckless nature was a passion reserved only for me.

But now, the truth was too clear.

She had never cared about the man beneath the title.

She had never cared about my wolf, about the packs we governed, or about the legacy of our ancestors.

She cared only about the title and about the massive fortune she would legally be entitled to walk away with if our paths ever parted.

My lips curled into a cold smile.

“I don’t necessarily need you to sign this dissolving agreement, Sharon,” I said, my voice quiet.

“There’s another way to free the pack from your contamination… The Luna could suddenly drop dead from the lingering complications of her faked illness. How does that sound to you?”

There was no jest in my eyes.

“From the exact moment you plotted with a rogue physician to burn Natalie alive inside that warehouse, whatever sacred debt of blood I owed you for that missing rib was permanently erased,” I continued, leaning down until she could see the absolute absence of mercy in my irises.

“The only reason you’re still breathing the air in this manor today is because I chose to show you a fraction of human pity for the sake of the girl you used to be. Don’t test my patience. A dead wife doesn’t collect alimony, and she certainly doesn’t vote on the board of elders.”

The weight of my words made Sharon shiver so violently her teeth nearly chattered against one another.

For the first time, genuine fear entered Sharon’s eyes.

The tears, the trembling, the manipulation… none of it was working anymore.

I truly wanted her dead.

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Chapter 256 Bond Severed

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No.

She couldn’t die.

Without her wolf, she was a fragile thing, and the abyss was looking back at her through my stare.

Her teeth sank into her lower lip, drawing a thin bead of dark blood that stood out sharply against her pale skin.

“Jensen, we… our history…” she whispered, her voice a pathetic, gurgling rasp as she looked down at the cream–colored pages of

the contract.

“Sign it or die. Your choice.”

My voice cut through her protest, there was no middle ground left on the board.

There was nowhere left for her to retreat, no shadow in the manor where she could hide from the reality of her exposure.

Trembling, her fingers shaking so violently that she nearly dropped the sleek black pen.

With a jagged, uneven stroke, she signed her name at the bottom of the page.

The very instant her signature hit the paper, I didn’t waste a single heartbeat.

I reached down, grabbed my phone from the duvet, and snapped a photo of the executed document.

My fingers moved with speed as I uploaded the image directly to the pack’s primary data network and the public portals.

MATE BOND SEVERED.

I typed the single word in bold, immutable text beneath the image.

FROM THIS EXACT MOMENT forward, THE NIGHTFANG PACK BEAR NO LEGAL, FINANCIAL, OR MORAL RESPONSIBILITY FOR SHARON

SUMMERS‘ PERSONAL ACTIONS OR HISTORICAL DEBTS.

The notifications began to scroll in a blur as the liability of her presence was sliced out of our governance.

I stood by the window, the cold glass pressing against my forehead as I studied the rising wave of comments.

Would she see this?

Would she see the proof that I had finally dismantled the woman who had hurt her?

I was finally single again..

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The chains of the false mate bond were broken, the debt paid in full, and the title of Luna of the Nightfang sat empty beside me

I was free to pursue her openly now.

This was only the first step in a long, grueling hunt.

I would prove my remorse to her.

I would make her forgive me.

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