Bound Of Honor Novels & Stories

He adds and my heart has reached its limit that I have to sit down to take in his words properly. "Okay." I say. "Okay? Okay what?" He asks his voice straining. "Okay let's give us a try." I say and I hear him sigh with relief. "But first, we take vows or some ground rules." I say. "Vows? Okay let's go to the courthouse right now and make everything official." He says excitedly. "Mason." I say laughing. "Not those kind of vows, we're still a working progress." I add. "What kind of vows then?" He asks.

“Tell me you didn’t just—” “I bound you.” His words were a blade, sharp and unflinching. His storm-dark gaze never wavered, not even with Councillors spitting outrage from their high seats. “No Council. No Sanctum. No one owns you but me.” For a heartbeat, I couldn’t breathe. My pulse skittered like a trapped animal. Bound. Not just protected. Not just claimed. Bound. The weight of it crushed me harder than any Council decree. “You can’t,” I said, my voice breaking, part fury, part terror. My throat felt raw, as if the Oath itself had scalded me from the inside. “That’s forbidden. It’s—”

We all looked at her. “Conflict helps define boundaries,” she continued. “And Eon needs boundaries.” Kairos nodded. “She’s right.” I exhaled slowly. “Fine. Then let’s define them properly.” --- I stepped forward. Not too close. But enough to make my position clear. “If you’re staying here,” I said to Eon, “then there are conditions.” Eon focused fully on me. “Conditions… are rules?” “Yes.” “Rules limit,” it said. “They also protect,” I replied.

“Careful, Alpha. You speak as though you suspect me. But surely you remember our agreement, if fate had not given you an omega, you would have been mine. Some in my pack still expect that vow honored.” The corridor hushed. Even my men stiffened. Her words were bold, edged with insult, yet laced with truth. I had promised once. Promises carry teeth among alphas. I took a step closer, letting my dominance roll over her like a wave. Warriors shifted uncomfortably, caught in the clash of power. “Do not mistake an old promise for present reality. The bond has chosen. He is mine. And if anyone in your pack touches him again, I will burn every corner of your territory until there is nothing left of

she said, dropping her head as her face grew burned red with embarrassment. “No, you don't.” I said, with an edge to my voice. “Because if you do, then you wouldn't have done otherwise. I mean, aren't you even concerned about your own safety? Or have you forgotten so soon that you're a woman and so, you're vulnerable to attacks by these men out there who can't control themselves?” “I am sorry ma'am.” she said, her voice barely a whisper. “It won't happen again.” “It doesn't have to.” I said, my voice matching the hardness of my gaze. “Because the next time it does, then you'll have yourself to blame.”

This includes, but is not limited to, any actions or decisions that may seem unusual or unconventional. Article 7: Physical Boundaries The participant must agree to respect the benefactor's physical boundaries, and not to initiate any physical contact that makes him uncomfortable. Article 8: Emotional Vulnerability The participants must agree to be emotionally vulnerable with the benefactor, and to share her true feelings and fears with him. This includes, but is not limited to, any emotions or feelings that may arise during the week. Article 9: Obedience The participant must agree to obey the benefactor's instructions and commands at all times during the week. This includes, but is not limi

He thought maybe it was me finally reaching out and asking to come back. After all, I used to love him so much. He was convinced I would eventually return. But when he opened the message, it was a bank alert. His secondary credit card had just been used for a 6 million transaction. The limit had been exceeded. It was the card he'd given Eula. He'd loaded it with a 20 million cap, but she'd already maxed it out. His thoughts drifted back to me. I'd never been one to splurge. I was always careful with spending and never bought much for myself. I'd worn the same outfits for years, and he used to mock me for being plain and unfashionable.

CHAPTER SIXTY ONE: Jade’s POV The week had been a slow, agonizing lesson in restraint. After the afternoon at the museum, Killian had followed through on his threat. He had punished me with a precision that left my body humming for days, his hands marking me in ways that made it impossible to forget who I belonged to. But since that night, a wall had gone up. Not a wall between us, but a wall of responsibility.

Why else would the Alpha king leave him to make the decisions? "Is there something you would like to tell us, Alice?" King Ren offered. There was resignation in his eyes, as if he couldn't wait for all this to be over. He hated that his son had been dragged into this. But well, it was customary to pay for the sins of one's ancestor. Alice shrugged. "One is bound means there is someone bound to the prince, and immune to his curse. Is she one of them?" Now it was Talon's turn to be surprised. "What are you talking about?"

His expression changed slightly, enough to signal the conversation had shifted. “You don’t need that information.” “I don’t get to decide what I need anymore.” “That’s not accurate.” I stood up from my chair and pushed it back. “Then explain it properly.” He stayed still for a moment, studying me instead of answering immediately. “There are groups that operate outside normal systems,” he said. “They don’t follow the same rules I do.” “You mean your enemies.” “That’s a simple way to describe it.” “If they are connected to me, I deserve more than a simple way.”