Page 110 of Broken Bonds

She flat lined.

I can’t fucking breathe, my chest heaving as I struggle to pull in air.

I’ve lost her.

There’s a dull roar echoing in my ears the longer I stare at those closed doors separating me from my omega.

Her heart stopped.

My skin itches, the need to be near her, to hold her and smell her, beyond overwhelming. Tears stream down my face as I clutch my head, bending until my forehead nearly touches the floor. A deep, mournful moan full of pain rips free from my throat, my soul feeling like it’s fractured, and I’m not even bonded to her.

Jillian kneels in front of me and grabs my cheeks, forcing me to look at her. Her voice sounds muffled to my ears until she finally breaks through the fog.

“Forde, breathe. She’s going to be okay. Do you hear me? They’ll bring her back. Ramsey is so strong. She won’t leave us. She won’t leave those babies. Just breathe with me,” she says, tear tracks staining her cheeks as she tries to talk me down, but I can’t focus on anything she’s saying.

Instead, for the first time in years, I pray.

I pray to the gods to save her.

I pray to her alphas not to take her from me yet.

I beg and plead and bargain with them all to send her back to me.

I pray right there in the middle of the hospital floor that she’ll come back to me, to us, and I don’t move until Rion and Link physically force me to.

ChapterThirty-Seven

RAMSEY

Everything is dark,but I think my eyes are open.

Are they open?

How did I get here? Where ishere?

It feels like I’m floating in an endless void. I feel weightless, like a feather falling softly from the sky. And then I hear it.

The sweetest little cry, calling to me, tugging on my heart.

I turn my head, or I think I do, listening for the sound that seems to echo all around me. I blink, and as I do, the darkness fades until I’m standing in an operating room. The room is a flurry of motion as monitors go off and the people in the room work on whoever is on the table. I can hear a roar in the distance, somewhere outside of the room, but I feel compelled to step closer to the table.

Looking down in confusion, I note that it’s me. But it’s not. Right now, it’s just an empty vessel without my soul in it. My eyes are closed as my doctor works to bring me back, and I look deathly pale. It’s honestly kind of terrifying to be looking at myself like this.

“Charge,” I hear before someone places paddles on me.

I feel the electricity as it shocks my physical body, and I gasp when it feels like a live wire is flooding my system. There’s a pull to my body, like a fishing hook has been thrown out to catch me and reel me back in. Then everything slows down before everyone around me freezes, and it no longer feels like I’m being sucked into a vortex. It’s like time has completely stopped, but I can still move.

I glance around the room, but don’t see my babies or Forde.

Oh gods.

Forde.

I turn and rush out, sprinting down the hallway as I look for Forde. For Link, Rion, and Jillian. The hall is empty, everything seems to be coated in a haze, but I keep going, looking everywhere for them until I find the waiting room. And there they are.

They’re all huddled around Forde, tears staining their faces. The sight of Forde hunched over with his hands gripping his hair and a look of pure anguish twisting his features is enough to break anyone’s heart. All I want to do is crawl into his lap and hold his cheeks, to tell him I’m here for him, but I know he won’t be able to hear me.

Rion sits on Forde’s right, staring at the wall, eyes unseeing, with his hands clenched in his lap as he leans on his knees. He looks haunted, frozen the way he is terrified on my behalf.

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