Alba Loves Bondage Novels & Stories

So while they were being trained, I would be out here on the easiest side to guard- alone. Alpha Brendon was putting more strength now on the boarders. Thanks to his Luna being abducted. I was surprised he didn't make us all follow him off to war. It's probably because he's gathering alliances from other alphas. He will not go into war alone against Lamia. I lept over a dead tree in my way- landing swiftly on the ground. I was about to continue my run when I heard a metal trap shut. I howled in pain as I felt my leg snap. The pain sprung through my body and made me transform back as panic sat in me. I have to- I cried as my new limb's snap echoed through the forest around me. I looked at the

I asked, my curiosity mixed with anxiety. “I want to play a little rough, Bella. And I want to see you screaming for mercy beneath my body,” he replied with a passionate gaze. I shook my head slowly, but my body was too weak to break free. Alvaro had already tied both my hands above my head like a prisoner. After that, he slipped off the towel around his waist so that his body was now completely naked, with nothing covering him. His large, perfectly hard penis was clearly on display right before my eyes.

Alberto was on his knees, his hands bound tight behind his back and his feet bound together. "You know you just pissed me off. It was supposed to be an easy task, just catch and kill. Now, I have to get the information out of you." She kicked him in the gut and stood up. "Not to worry, Darling. I love torture, I see it as an exquisite art." She circled him and grabbed his hair, pulling him to her. "I'm going to enjoy myself, very much." She whispered into his ear and released her hold on his hair.

The man who had rescued her from the cellar made her bend her knees before the Alpha. He compelled her to get on her knees and then told her, "bow down." She fell to her knees and winced as she felt the silver pulling on her neck. "What the hell do you want?" the Alpha asked, irritated. "What... what are you planning to do to us?" He flashed a grin while crossing his broad arms. "What is it you want me to do?"

I mumbled. I flopped on the edge of my bed. “You know it is to the Supreme Alpha’s discretion how he chooses to punish you. Handcuffs and some rope could satisfy the Alpha’s need for punishment,” she smirked. “Add a leather wipe, and you’re good to go!” I couldn’t hide my laughter and burst out. “I don’t think bondage is Enzo’s thing.” “You don’t know that! Lucky for you, I can arrange all the equipment you need,” she winked. “Speaking of equipment.”

I could feel every point of contact between us. “I-I a-am so close….” “Come for us, baby,” I heard a whisper, the voice tender. “Let go…” Squeezing my eyes shut, I let out a strangled gasp, a single tear wetting a path down my cheek. My lips parted in a silent scream, shaking under the weight of their bodies, falling apart. The Alphas didn’t give me a chance to breathe before slowly grinding in little circles, picking up the pace. I stopped breathing, startled by the vision in front of me. Rowan looked absolutely wild, fueled with lust and blown out eyes, his hair unruly and bouncing all around.

My fingers brushed against the scar on my collarbone—one of many he’d given me—and I felt my resolve harden. "You think this will bring your wolf back?" Alenjro rasped. "You’re pathetic." I whirled around, fury coursing through me like wildfire. "You don’t get to speak to me about pathetic, Alenjro. You’re the one who sold your mate, your Luna, for power. You’re the one who broke our bond, not me!" His laughter was hollow, mocking. "You’ll never be whole again, Lucy. You’ll never be strong."

"I can seal the rift, but I need cover!" He turns, his eyes meeting mine across the battlefield. For a moment, I see the conflict in his gaze – his duty as Alpha warring with his love for me. Then his expression hardens. "Go!" he commands. "We'll hold them off!" I hesitate for a split second, torn between my mission and my desire to fight by his side. But there's no time for doubt. I sprint towards the rift, dodging claws and fangs as I go. Reaching the tear in reality, I begin to weave a complex spell, drawing on all the power at my disposal. The fabric of the universe bends and twists under my manipulation, slowly knitting itself back together.

I asked coldly. He hesitated. “Protect me… and I’ll take you to the rest of the prophecy.” I let out a bitter laugh. “A rogue bargaining with an Alpha heir.” “I’m bargaining with a man whose future is tied to hers. You may not want to hear it, but the bond is already burning you.” he replied I hissed, before looking off. I really hated how much truth his words carried. Before I could reply, the door suddenly pushed open. “Zyros?” I turned sharply as Kaela walked in with wine in a tray. My eyes quickly went back to where the rogue stayed, but he had ducked behind the bedpost.

Lyra nodded. "There's one more thing," Sable said. She looked slightly hesitant — a quality Lyra hadn't seen in her before. "The thread I found. Its quality." She seemed to be choosing words carefully. "I've assessed a lot of wolves. Omegas, Betas, Alphas, every designation. The thread has a — character to it. A weight that correlates loosely with the wolf's nature and strength." She held Lyra's gaze. "Yours is not Omega weight." The room was very quiet.