#Chapter 141: A Mate’s Bond Never Breaks

Tessa

I sat slumped against the alley wall, rain soaking through what was left of my gown. My chest ached from sobbing, my bare feet numb against the wet pavement. The emerald fabric hung in tatters around me, the vines I’d stitched so carefully now shredded beyond recognition.

But most of all, beyond the ruined dress, humiliation burned through me like a wildfire—especially now that Mordred, of a