Angel Bond Novels & Stories

“She’s pushing back?” Kaelor’s expression tightened. “That’s not normal resistance.” Draven’s voice dropped. “It’s inheritance resistance.” Rhydan turned sharply. “Speak normally.” Draven finally looked at him. “She inherited Aurenya’s anchor imprint.” My stomach dropped. “Anchor?” I whispered. Kaelor answered instead. “The part of you that keeps the bond from fully collapsing.” Silence. That meant— Arinya wasn’t just reacting. She was holding something in place.

He says quietly and his eyes go glassy. I can feel Angel’s confusion through the bond. “Still have what?” She asks. “Aolis, document this. I gave Jinelle the gift of being able to taste deceit. Her Alpha was lying to her and using their mate bond to manipulate her. I didn’t know that it would last for more than the one generation, but your wolf spirit has assimilated it into your being.” He chuckles softly. “You are so amazing.” I feel myself getting tense again, before Angel’s hand starts it’s trek up and down my arm. The calming motion does not go unnoticed by Ailduin and he looks at me.

“She’s ready.” That caught me off guard. “Ready for what?” “The final stage,” she said. “The anchor bond.” I blinked. Took a second for that to sink in. “You’re serious?” “I wouldn’t be here if I wasn’t.” I pushed off the table and started pacing. “Aria, you know what that means. The anchor bond requires…” I couldn’t finish it. “Someone she loves,” she filled in for me, voice steady. “Or at the very least… someone her wolf has chosen.”

My head felt heavy for my neck as I blinked in shock. “She was my only match as I was terminally ill with a rare disease. She gave up a portion of her body for me. How am I going to leave her after that?” Damien's mother sat and crossed her legs, saying, "This is true, Alpha Carter. My family and I hold Shirley in high regard. Would you allow her to be treated in such a humiliating manner if she were your daughter?" Alpha Carter rubbed his forehead. "This case is complex. Both the mating bond and the kidney bond are powerful.”

"Yes, yes!" Angel screamed, her fingernails elongating into claws as she dragged her fingers over the rug, leaving deep gouges in the expensive material. Still Layon continued until he heard her panting as though she couldn't take much more. He'd lost count of how many times she'd cliJasoned and the lazy-eyed, sated expression upon her face told him he'd done his job well. With one more thrust, he buried himself deep inside her, spilling his essence into her, hoping that one day it might take root and they might produce the next alpha of the Silverdale pack.

Without much more than a nod, he started walking. The path outside was wide and covered with pale stones. The air smelled of pine. We passed buildings I hadn’t seen before, roofs curving upward at the edges, little carvings of moons and stars along the beams. Some wolves stopped to watch as we went by. A few bowed, others quickly looked away. “The Moon Oath’s more than just saying the words,” Marlow said at last. “It’s a bond between Alpha, Luna, and the pack. If you hesitate, the blessing won’t be as strong.”

“Please?” The wind shifted. A low hum trembled through the air. The goddess stepped closer. “I cannot choose for you. But I will tell you this — when the time comes, you will not be chained. Not by him. Not by anyone.” Betty’s throat tightened. “You mean because of the mate bond?” she asked. The goddess didn’t answer. Not directly. “Even ancient chains break when faced with truth,” she said. “The rest will reveal itself.” And then, slowly, the dream began to fade. The silver winds died. The field dimmed.

he muttered “Don’t call me Blair you son of a bitch, I swear I would rip your tongue from your throat if you keep calling me that” I blurted out furiously “I am sorry” he apologized “So back to business, I am tired of this conversation it’s getting boring, so what did you mean when you said join us,” I asked “We call ourselves the ROGANS and we can help protect you, show you the strength you possess and when I told our leader you were a hybrid, he went…

There isn’t a day that passes where I don’t wish I didn’t. Mr. Diaz sips from his glass, licking his lips after he swallows. “I’ve never known anyone who didn’t seal their fated bond, so I don’t know how that works or if you can ever get it back. But a chosen bond can still be strong.” Nessa’s mom nods her agreement. “With the foundation of the fated bond, I’m sure yours would be stronger than most.” “We’ll cross that bridge when we come to it,” Nessa sighs, rubbing her thumb against the side of my hand and looking up at me hopefully. “Right?”

She is fucking sexy as hell. *** Angel I get out of the changing room with my phone in my hand. I am texting Riley, telling him how the detention went. I put my hand on my waist and sigh in impatience. Where the fuck is Josh? I cross my arms and look around. He is late! As usual! Josh is my gym buddy. We became friends in the gym. He is a twenty-year-old college student. I lift my head, and my eyes meet grey ones. Ace is staring at me with darkened eyes. He gives me a smile, which I don't return.