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ZYNETH.Either I was going deaf or having a stroke.Maybe both. Their voices were so loud. So loud that I couldn't help but force my ears shut with my hands. Trying not to shift and run off to the wild. I release a quiet whimper filled with anguish as they keep arguing.Breathe. My wolf murmurs trying to console me. Breathe, slow and steady. You're going to be okay. Zen repeats again, disdain and solemness flowing through our bond but that doesn't really affect me the way that it used to.Since my sixteen birthday, the day that I got blessed by getting my wolf hide, I had been having...relapses. Nightmares, dreams. Visions of a possible destructive future have chases me since then. I never told anyone besides my mother and father.And then, my world had shifted.My parents and family died two years after that and I had seen it in a vividly colored vision, bits and pieces of it sticking to me until I had lived them in real life. It hit me like a train running over me again and again.
Sacred Bonds: Her Mates Author's Note
Hi! I know it has been a long time since I have updated this book. And I am sorry for the delay. I really have tried to upload more chapters but this book is new and I have had a bit of a difficulty trying to come up with a great plot that would suit everyone's taste and not be a cliche without any new elements that would surprise the readers. However, I, fortunately and right now, have a lot of free time where I could work on it and make it better, and update it more. Stay tuned!Love.
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ANNABELLE.Mindful of the knob turning as the door unlocks with almost unnoticeable creak, I look up, my arms still wounded tight on Zyn's frame as he slept on my outstretched legs. "Hey," Zach's frame comes to vision, leaning against the door frame. Arms crossed as he smiles at me. "You doing okay?""Hey." I utter back just as low, my hand weaving through the vulnerable Omega's hair. "I should ask you that."Letting a chuckle slip out, he cheekily retorts,"Well, I'm not the one that'll have to regularly deal with your.... interesting harem. They're quite the bunch."I find truth in his words. I haven't seen anyone like them before. At all. Sure, the twins were a little problematic, Atlas more so than Arsenio. And Reed's hard exterior that was hard to break through. Adding Zyneth's innocence. They were one hell of a mix.I'm not the one to speak either. I was far from being perfect. Far from being what they'll actually need. But that wasn't why I was so against this connection. This
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ANNABELLE.I'm pulled out of a deep sleep by the soft touch of a callous hand being ran through my thick fur. It doesn't feel threatening. And in my mindless state I rub my snout into its warmth and let out a huff, stretching my limbs until a satisfactory crack resounds.An almost melodious chuckle follows. A few more rustling and I feel someone's body heat pressing against me, he's leaning against the tree. His hand not seizing its movements, it glides across my back to my ears. Then I hear his voice, in a delicate whisper. "Beautiful little wolf."My Soulmark glows as he touches my ears again and I try to shuffle away. Resistant to the feel of our bond strengthening the longer he touches me. I sense his solemness as he notes how I keep backing away. Still pretending to be asleep but he doesn't need to know that. "Why can't you always be like this...." His hesitancy makes me thinks twice before I let out an almost unidentified growl as he finishes his words. "Serene."I want to take
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ARSENIO.The distance continues to lessen between me and my mate. Restless as she stands upright, her posture stiff as she guides us outside where a large and vaste wooden table is set. There's another behind it and another then another. All of them where her Pack members are seated. Some chatting amongst themselves, some laughing and teasing each other and some just quietly observing with smiles on their faces.It was joyous.Wasn't anything like I have ever seen and it makes me feel like an outsider prying on a personal gathering.I turn my head towards the beautiful brunette as she greets my brother who spares her with a nod not bothering to vocalize his greeting, being his typical brute self. She moves on to the demon who does the same except that his eyes don't quite meet hers as she tries to hold his gaze. His avoidance is alarming and it makes me wonder what happened between them to act so...awkwardly.The transparent turmoil in Annabelle's eyes gets a miniature smirk on my li
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ATLAS.Our first week in our beloved's pack went by quickly. Soon finding my brother and I, comfortable and starting to get used to the... bearable ambience. I have to hand it to Annabelle's Pack members because their attitude were nothing short of adequate and respectful. Just how I liked my subjects.Yes, they were-are- my subjects as much as they are hers.Call me prideful but having a little bit of the power that my mate had over her people makes me feel ... stronger. She doesn't seem to mind that we also have to contribute to her community and share the mightiness that is practically hers.Self absorbed. Arrogant. Conceited.But my personal favorite one was narcissistic.Those are the basic words used to describe me in our territory. Maybe because I was simply better than everyone and that they didn't find it okay for me to be this powerful. They couldn't just accept how actually good I was.Here, nobody seems to show their distaste towards my behavior.I am not here to make fri
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ANNABELLE.The thrill of watching them sends me to overdrive. My heart pounds faster and faster, eyes racking over Atlas' body movement as he handles my Omega like a delicate flower and he softens his stiff position. Falling between the vampire prince's outstretched legs.I can almost hear my heartbeat in my stomach. My chest tightens in longing but I don't make a single move. I just watch. Watch him pull down his black sweatpants. Watch him marvel at his impressive length as he takes him into his mouth releasing a moan that I had been the only one to hear.I can only watch.It's all I can do.. No matter how much they unknowingly tempt me, I don't let myself be seen or felt. Using my shadow technique, I blend into the darkness shrouding my hallway and stare like a fucking creep. Stare like I am paid to.It isn't like I can jump right and join them. I am the one against this connection. I am the one with a problem. Not them. They seem to be enjoying themselves without me. The only oth
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ANNABELLE.With a slight tug on Zyn's hair, I guide him down. Transitioning between carefully caressing his cheek and the soft swell of his lips as I allow my right hand to travel to his navel, sliding further down. A tangible whimper escapes him, the second I set my hand on his hard cock. Gunmetal irises gaze at my own with a feverent deprivation, "Please, " he breathlessly ruts into my palm, releasing a loud moan at the contact. His eyes shutting close.The unwavering violet eyes belonging to one aroused vampire seem unable to tear away from my frame. They track over the smallest details, like how my thumb presses into Zyn's lower lip applying pressure and how my mouth trails soft butterfly kisses down his throat, lingering on his soft spot that seems to throb as I suck on it leaving a red mark.It feels invasive in a way. The way he watches me so keenly. The way that he can't tell how of an effect he has on me.The grueling hold he has over my heart without knowing.Is it a na
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