Book Bonds 소설 & 이야기

"Took you long enough to show up." "We need to talk," I stated. "Do we? Or are you just here to tell me you're leaving again?" I stepped into the room, closing the door behind me. "I'm here to end this." "End what?" "The bond. This whole arrangement. Whatever this is between us. It's finished, Karleen." She let out a sharp, bitter laugh. "Finished? It was never even real to begin with." "Exactly. So let's make it official." Her face tightened, her expression turning hard. "Why? So you can run back to your precious human?"

‘How? Chuckling around a mouth full of cock does Jake move to answer. ‘Its because of our bond Tori. You and I along with Zak and Alex each have a bond. A soul bond if you will. A bond greater than any mate bond could ever give us. It’s a bond that’s always been there till now.’ ‘So… I wasn’t imagining your voice that one day?’ ‘Nope. Sorry little mate. I’m real, very real. Now cum for me. I know you want to.’

BLAIR'S POV: I ran as fast as I could, my feet were hurting. I could feel them closing in on me, this wasn’t the first time, and definitely won’t be the last. Hi, I am Briar and I am a hybrid and I have been hunted down all my life. Have you imagined paying for something that wasn’t your fault? well, that has been my life since I came into existence. My parents mated despite being of different species and when I was conceived the council ordered my death and here I am even after seventeen years of being hunted down.

“Well, as far as the envoy goes, whoever was writing to Boss was very vague on the details. I haven’t personally read the letter yet so I’m not sure exactly what it said but it seems like they were intentionally not telling him anything other than they were coming. He’s been stressing over it for a while and writing back and forward to tell them we aren’t set up yet but they wouldn’t hear of it. We don’t know who or even how many people are coming.” “Who from the capital would even want to come to a half- built garrison of a tiny mercenary company? Boss seems to think we are well known but we only ever take of a few contracts a year, we’re too small to do more. Even now, the most we’ve been

“Drop it.” Kael didn’t. Instead, he held his stare. “Whatever that was,” he said, quieter now, “it’s part of this.” Lucien didn’t deny it. But he didn’t accept it either. “That doesn’t mean you get to see it,” he said. Kael’s expression hardened slightly. “We’re already seeing more than we should.” Another pause. Then— “…This is exactly why bonds like this fail,” Lucien said. Kael frowned. “What do you mean?”

Her long silver hair was braided down her back, and her eyes were milky white but I knew instantly that she could see far more than I ever would. She didn’t look up from the wooden bowl she was grinding something in. “I was wondering when you’d come,” she rasped. I stiffened. “You… know who I am?” She chuckled dryly. “You reek of truth that’s been hidden too long. Secrets cling to you like smoke. You want something, girl. Speak it.” I stepped forward slowly, heart pounding in my ears. “I want to sever a bond,” I said, voice trembling. “A mate bond.”

"Thank you, Lucas. I appreciate your support. I never thought my wolf would react like this." He caught a lock of my hair in his finger and twirled it. "Dion was there, I know." I nodded, feeling a sense of relief that Lucas understood. "Yes, he was." "Mate bonds are tricky; you are stuck with someone whether you like it or not," Lucas said with a small smile. After a moment of shared silence, I mustered a weak smile. "Is this how my life is going to be? Always on the run ? I don't even know why I am running away. It's not like Dion would claim me back."

Bound in thick rubber bands were massive stacks of textured, high-security paper. Bearer bonds. In the financial world, bearer bonds are ghosts. They are completely untraceable. Whoever physically holds the paper owns the money. They are the ultimate currency for the ultra-wealthy. I quickly counted the denominations printed on the face of the bonds. Fifty million dollars. My grandmother hadn't just left me proof of my identity. She had left me a fifty-million-dollar war chest. I stuffed the documents and the massive stacks of bearer bonds into my dark leather tote bag. The bag was incredibly heavy, but I had never felt lighter.

She presented it to one of the bouncers at the entrance. The bouncer took the card and examined it, after confirming its authenticity. Without a word he removed the red velvet rope and handed the card back, gesturing for them to enter. “What was that–some kind of VIP pass?” Lily whispered, leaning closer to Chloe as they entered the main area. The music hit her immediately– a steady, pulsing pop song that vibrated through the building. She took the card from Chloe. The pure black card was outlined with silver, ‘Booth 4’ was printed in the centre in elegant cursive font. When she turned it over, Golden Arc was printed in the same font as the sign outside.

As my hands trailed over silk sheets on a hunt for my phone I listened to muffled voices in my parents outlandish hallway just beyond my bedroom door. They were more than likely one of my father’s business buddies, so I didn’t pay what they were saying any mind. With a sigh of relief my hand hit my phone, and with a tight grip I pulled it from beneath my tangled covers and placed a smug smile on my face, almost like I had just started and ended a war in one sentence. Being the overconfident me that I am I stood up with prowess and fell right back on my ass like a total moron. “Ow'' I whispered, rubbing my butt and attempting to stand back up on weary feet and numb legs. Getting up didn’t lea