Shattered Moonlight (Maeve and Dominic) novel Chapter 50

Chapter 11

Julian’s POV

I tore through the Blake Estate like a madman, searching every corner for any sign of her.

But Selene had left nothing behind.

Nothing–except the Severance Certificate lying cold and heavy on the table.

And the Bond Oath Stone-

I stumbled to the mantle, my heart hammering in my chest.

The stone, once proudly displayed under the Blood Moon’s light, was shattered-

split clean down the middle.

Our names had been carved there together, side by side, an eternal testament to our Mate Bond.

My name still gleamed, barely clinging to the fractured surface.

But Selene’s half-

Gone.

Obliterated without mercy.

I stared at the broken remnants, my fists trembling at my sides.

Why?

Why had she left without a word?

Only when I forced myself to think–forced myself to rewind the past month–did the realization start to seep in, slow

and poisonous.

It had started that night.

The night she had called me, over and over.

Calls I ignored

Calls I dismissed because I was with Claire Lancaster, watching a sunrise meant for someone else.

I remembered the document she had handed me to sign-

how I’d barely glanced at it, how I had laughed it off

“My wealth is yours, I had said.

So smug

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So sure.

I thought I was betting safely.

But what I lost wasn’t wealth.

It was her.

It was everything.

Selene’s POV

The Syndicate Research Center was off–limits to outsiders.

I knew that.

So when I saw Julian standing beyond the glass, looking disheveled and haunted, my heart gave an involuntary, painful

lurch.

He had used a sponsor’s title–throwing money like blood into the water–to buy himself a way in.

The man I had once called my Mate looked nothing like the Alpha I remembered.

He was a ghost wearing Julian Blake’s face.

The Research Director approached me with an awkward smile.

“He said he must see you,” he said. “The donation was… significant. Fifty million marks for the first round.

And he’s promised more if needed.”

I closed my eyes briefly.

Throwing money again.

As if that could fix what was broken.

Still, after a moment of hesitation, I peeled off my gloves and walked to the door.

Our eyes met.

And for the first time, I saw it-

he finally realized the truth:

The bond between us was dead.

Truly dead

He staggered forward a step, his voice hoarse and pleading

“You just left me,‘ he said. “You even abandoned our pup.

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Couldn’t you give me a chance?‘

His voice cracked on the last word, barely holding together.

I stood there, calm.

“I thought,” I said slowly, “that the Severance would make both of us happy.”

The words were soft, matter–of–fact.

Like discussing the weather.

But I saw the way he flinched.

It shattered him more than any rage ever could have.

“No,” he said, his voice breaking apart. “Selene, no–listen to me.

I know I was wrong.

I know I neglected you.

I’ll fix it. I swear. Just… don’t leave me.”

I looked at him steadily.

No anger.

No tears.

Just the cold clarity of someone who had bled out long ago.

“You always loved someone else,” I said quietly.

He flinched as if struck.

“You said you were busy when I needed you,‘ I continued. “You ignored my calls because you were watching the sunrise

with Claire.”

He opened his mouth to deny it-

but no words came.

I pressed on, my voice steady and merciless.

“You stood by her side again and again, doubting me, betraying me.

You were drunk once, remember?

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