Page 121 of Shattered & Returned

Morrigan?

Impossible. My team had been unshakable for eons. They’d bled alongside me, endured the same endless curse. They wouldn’t turn on me now.

Unless—

A knife-twist of doubt.What if one of them had finally broken?What if they’d decided my mate was the price of freedom?

I crushed the poisonous thought before it could fester. I’d already lost too many. If I couldn’t trust my men, I had nothing left.

I swallowed. Maybe the wards had frayed due to my long absence from Underworld, where I drew my power.

Maybe—

No.

Wrath ignited in my veins. Whoever had done this would beg for death before I finished with them.

I rolled, pulling Bloom beneath me to shield her as the world went to shit. Her face went white, her eyes wide with terror.

No time to speak. No time to move.

Everything happened at the same time.

The moment the roof was torn off, the golden net fell, plunging through the rain and debris like a hunter’s snare.

Hephaestus’s work.

Cold recognition hit. That damned net hadn’t been seen since the day Hephaestus ensnared Aphrodite and Ares when they were still fucking, humiliating them for the pantheon’s amusement.

Unbreakable. Inescapable.

And now it crashed down on me, pinning me deep inside my mate, my body still rigid with lust.

Vows and Broken Bond,