Bonds at War: The Untouched is Mine novel Chapter 384

r 384 You’re My Everything

LUNA

We didn’t arrive at a resolution.

Everyone had left right after. Only Abel and I remained, and yet it felt like there was a canyon between us now.

This was the same house where every wall and every corner had once been filled with laughter and love. The same bed where he once kissed me until I forgot the world. But now, it felt foreign.

We were in bed, the sheets freshly changed, our bodies still damp from the shower. The scent of soap lingered faintly in the air. I was propped against the headboard, wrapped in his old shirt. The pain in my abdomen remained like a dull reminder, but I kept quiet. I had learned that the moment I winced, his entire world seemed to collapse.

I shifted slightly, trying to ease the throbbing, but the movement drew a soft groan from me before I could stop it. Abel was beside me in an instant, eyes wide and face pale.

“Luna,” he breathed, crouching beside me. His hands hovered inches from my body, shaking slightly, like he wanted to touch me but was terrified to hurt me.

“I’m fine,” I whispered.

He looked at me silently; then, without warning, he sighed and rose to his feet. He turned away, running a hand through his hair before leaning his forehead against the wall.

His back rose and fell unevenly.

“Abel?” I called softly.

He stayed that way for a moment, then spoke.

“Is the baby that important?”

The words hit me like a blow.

He turned then, and I saw pain and despair in his eyes.

“We can still get rid of it,” he said hoarsely. “Don’t think about the title, too. None of that matters right now.”

I stared at him, my throat tightening.

“You don’t mean that,” I said. “You don’t mean to say that about Snow… our Snow?”

My hands instinctively went to my stomach. The baby who kicked softly whenever Abel spoke near me. The baby who was half him, half me. The one I had already whispered lullabies to in secret when he was asleep.

Abel’s jaw clenched. He turned away again. “There’s no other solution,” he muttered. “There’s no other way to save you.”

I shook my head, feeling tears sting behind my eyes. “You can’t mean that,” I whispered. “You can’t mean killing our child to save me.”

“I can’t lose you,” he said, louder this time.

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My throat ached as I forced myself to speak, even though every word scraped against the inside of my chest. “If you do this…” I pressed my hand harder against my stomach, shielding the tiny heartbeat within. “If you do this, you’ll lose both your heir and your title.”

“I don’t care about the title,” he said, shaking his head.

I swallowed, my lips trembling. “But I do,” I whispered. “I can still carry the child for you. We can live happily while waiting for it. We

can-”

He moved before I could finish. His fist slammed into the wall, the sound so loud it made me jump. The plaster cracked under his

knuckles.

“Abel…”

He stood there, shoulders hunched, head bowed. When he finally turned toward me, his eyes were wet.

“And in the process of doing that,” he said in a broken voice, “I’ll lose you.”

He took a step closer, his gaze locked on mine, and there was so much agony in it.

“And Luna,” he whispered, his voice shattering, “you are my everything.”

“I can lose everything but not you.”

I pressed my palm to my stomach, my tears finally spilling freely.

Our Snow kicked again, and I wanted to believe that somewhere, somehow, everything would be okay.

I began crying then–quietly at first, but the more I looked at him, the harder it became to stop. The tears burned their way down my cheeks, falling into the collar of his old shirt that I still wore.

“But you can’t,” I whispered, shaking my head. My voice trembled between sobs. “You can’t say that.”

He turned, and I saw his jaw clench tightly.

“I’m not your everything,” I said through tears. “I can’t be.”

His eyes softened for a moment, and before I could breathe, he was in front of me again–kneeling at the side of the bed, his hands reaching up to my face.

He brushed the tears off my cheeks with his thumbs, over and over again, but the tears kept coming, and his hands began to

tremble.

“Seriously,” he muttered under his breath, his voice shaking. “Is my position that important for me to keep?”

I pressed my lips together, trying to steady my voice. “You are everything to the people,” I said softly. “You’re Snow’s everything. You’re the leader they need.”

He stared at me.

“We’re so close, Abel,” I whispered. “We’re so close to making it through this. Just a bit more. Just a bit more time.”

He closed his eyes tightly. “Your body can’t take it,” he said. “I should’ve never done it.”

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Chapter 384 You’re My Everything

I shook my head fiercely, even as more tears fell. “I don’t regret it one bit,” I said.

“I really don’t.”

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Silence filled the room again. His hand was still on my cheek, and for a long moment, I thought maybe that was enough.

But then his voice came again.

“What did you talk to Jaxon about?”

My heart stumbled in my chest.

I bit my lip, suddenly feeling guilty. I hadn’t wanted to tell him, but knew that I had to.

“I tried to convince him to step down,” I said slowly. “And to stop bothering you.”

Abel’s expression didn’t change, but his body grew still. “What did he say?”

I hesitated. Every instinct told me to lie. However, we had made a promise. No lies between us, ever again.

So I took a shaky breath and said the truth.

“He said that he would,” I whispered, watching his face carefully, “if I give myself to him.”

He froze. Completely.

His hand slipped away from my face.

He didn’t say anything, didn’t even breathe for a few seconds.

I reached forward and caught his hand. It was cold. His fingers twitched but didn’t close around mine.

“Of course, I didn’t heed his request,” I said, quickly. “There’s no way I would do that.”

He still didn’t speak.

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