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I asked, taking a bite of syrup-drenched waffles. “He sent Booker,” Carter replies. I choke on my pancake. “He is just as bad as Ajax,” I gasp after expelling the food from my airway. Booker Kimble, codename: Veles. He is a taciturn weapons expert tactician with a blood kink. He reminds me of C.H.A.O.S.’s hellhound, Ransom. They both have adorable boyish faces with big blue eyes and thick lashes, but they are deadly like slow loris. You want to cuddle them because they’re so cute, but they are poisonous and will kill you.

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Alessandro sat comfortably on the mattress, eying me from head to toe. “Not yet.” He whispered. “Your purpose awaits you.” And then he was leaving. He walked toward the door. Panic surged through me before pride could stop it. I lunged forward and caught his wrist with both hands, gripping him so tightly my fingers ached. He looked down at them. Then at me. "If you hurt him..." The words caught in my throat. No. Not just words. A promise. "If you hurt him..." I forced myself to meet those terrifying amber eyes. "...I'll hurt you back."

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A shiver of unease ran through me. Aiden stepped forward, a mixture of determination and concern in his eyes. “How much time have they given us, Father?” The Alpha sighed, a deep and resonant sound. “One month. They've requested a demonstration of your commitment to each other, and they will assess our sincerity at the end of that period.” One month. It felt like both an eternity and the blink of an eye. Adam stepped forward, “That's bullshit! Why do we even have to fucking prove our relationship to any motherfucker?”

Skye stayed still under his ministrations before leaning forward to mark his alpha the same way. Linus groaned at the pleasured pain of sharp teeth sinking into his skin, cock twitching inside of the omega and wringing a strangled noise from him as well. When Skye finally detached from his shoulder-neck junction, Linus pulled him into a languid kiss. Mated. Bonded. They were bound together now for the rest of their lives. The sentiment was scary and while his mind rebelled at the thought, his alpha instincts thrilled at having an omega. This particular omega.

“You told me once that you didn’t know what she used her powers to bind, other than our wolves. But she bound me entirely.” Gran’s eyes shine, but she doesn’t deny it. “I told you she used her magic to bind your wolf,” she says. “A gift passed through bloodlines that could shape magic like threads. She wove a binding into your souls—not to take your power away, but to hide it. To protect you from those who would rather tear you apart than understand it.” “But the binding.. It’s broken now. It’s coming undone.” I whisper. “Yes, because the spell was never meant to last forever. It was only meant to hold until your twin, Elias, found you. Until you were whole.”

He said as he pointed to the mark. “Well, you’re connected to her. But she isn’t to you yet.” Cyrus looked stunned, “I don’t have to fucking bite her right?” Ishaan laughed loudly. “You could, but it isn’t necessary. My wife and I did make a blood bind. Similar to when you join a pack. Your blood is already inside April, but not the other way around.” Ishaan turned to me and shared what type of therapy I needed afterwards. “Will you be receiving physical therapy here or at another place?”

he asks, pulling me against him. “Yes.” “Tell me where and when, my sweet Meady and I will bind myself to you in every way imaginable. You are mine and I am yours. That will not change tomorrow, or the next day, not in ten years or ten lifetimes. You’ve felt our bond getting stronger over the past couple of weeks. Imagine how much stronger it will be after we’ve lived several lifetimes together. Our bond, like a living, breathing thing, will continue to strengthen and grow the longer we are together. Once I mark you, it is unbreakable. There will never be another for me, only you. My life will be bound to yours and yours to mine. Always.”

The word circling the band. "Is she — " I stop. Start again. "Sable said functional. She said functional covers a wide range." Maren is quiet for a moment. "I don't know," she says. "Thirteen years is a long time." She looks at the pine above us. "Void Wolves are harder to break than normal wolves. The bond system doesn't touch us the same way — silver suppression is painful but not the specific kind of painful that fractures a wolf's sense of self." She pauses. "But thirteen years is a long time."