Tragic Bonds (The Bonds That Tie, #5)

by J. Bree

My shadow creatures burst out of my chest, a mirror image of what my own father’s had done to my mother. I am the same monster he is, but I will happily burn in hell for this. And now I know my father died feeling the same way.

I try because I don't want him to wait until next time to figure out how we can love each other. I want to figure it out in this lifetime. I want to know everything. I want to see everything and accept whatever it is that I need to accept. I want to learn how someone like Nox Draven can be loved and accepted, and then I want to spend the rest of my life doing it.

She couldn’t hide anything from me right now, no matter how hard she tried, and all I can feel is how right she is for me. Made for me, carved from the same stone and separated to walk the earth in search of each other.

Oleander knows it all now. I know everything about her now too. Every broken and beaten inch of her soul is clear in my mind now. There’s no questions or veiled secrets. There’s only the heart of the girl and the god living inside her that belongs to me as surely as the sun will rise in the morning and set in the evening.

Am I not allowed to make my own decisions about MY Bonded? There’s a very uneasy sort of silence in my head back to that, and I glance back over at Nox to see something wondrous and magical. He smiles at me.

There’s nothing hidden between us, our souls have been stripped bare to each other, and I have no questions left about this man. Every broken and scarred inch of him is known to me. And I love it all.