Bound Of Honor Novels & Stories

And I wanted to feel like one. Alexander didn’t answer immediately. He shifted his empty plate to the side, his face hardening as he turned to look at me. “Look, woman,” he said sharply, the words slicing through the air. “You’re overstepping your boundaries in this house, and I won’t tolerate it.” My chest tightened, but I tried to speak, to reason with him. “I just want—” “Let this be your last warning.” He cut me off coldly, rising from his seat. “Do you understand?”

Aunt Kathy said while leaving the room to see the cause of the commotion. When Aunt Kathy was approaching the reception, she could only hear people whispering and chatting about the incident that's happening. Since a few people obstructed her view she decided to ask a random person. "Hi" She greeted nicely, "Please what's all the noise about? What's going on over there?" "It's a lovers argument, I think the lady's cheating on her man because he went physical with her" the lady stranger explained enthusiastically. "That's quite irrational" Aunty Kathy said sounding disgusted, "I mean he has absolutely no right whatsoever to lay his hands on a lady. As a matter of fact, he should be reprimande

So I hoped if he did follow you and got to you before I did, that you’d be within our borders so he couldn’t harm you, and, if he tried, that meant I could intervene. My face scrunched up, ‘Intervene? What? Why would he not hurt me just because I’m within the pack borders?’ ‘We have a treaty between all packs. It states that we are not allowed to physically harm our enemies on their lands without probable cause. It’s magically bound and has been around for centuries, so if anyone were to break it, bad things would happen.’ I nodded, somewhat understanding, ‘So because he hurt me on Silver Moon land, you were permitted to fight him?’

If I let you go without any cause you will get seventy percent of the promised final payment and all the medical costs are covered. She paused, her mind racing between possible outcomes and possible consequences. "I need some time to think about this. " “You have twenty-four hours. ” Blackwood said, buttoning his suit jacket at once. “My lawyer will get back to you tomorrow afternoon. ” As he came out of the bedroom Aria felt her voice grow again. "Mr Blackwood? What about... feelings? What happens if one of us develops actual attachment?”

Just as the adrenaline started to ebb, a new scent hit the air — sharp, metallic, foreign. Thorne stiffened against me, muscles locking. "Shit," he whispered. I looked up, heart thudding. Through the shattered window, a shadow moved — bigger than before. A figure stepped into view — tall, hooded, radiating menace. And flanking him were two more wolves, larger and more vicious than any we’d faced yet. Not hunters. Not rogues. Royal enforcers. Thorne cursed again under his breath, pulling me behind him instinctively.

The light had been changing the whole time, and I had been watching it change. "The boundary is thirty minutes at walking pace," I said. "The northern edge is where the adjacent territory starts. You can smell the difference." "Yes," he said. "I felt it when I walked from the car." I looked at him. "You felt the boundary," I said. "Yes," he said. "The bond locates you. You were at the center, and at the northern edge I felt the distance increase and understood I had moved outside the claim. He paused. "I have never experienced that before."

I was thankful that Damian didn’t argue with me this time. “Shall we?” Ronan said. Morgan pushed him forward and said, “Let’s go.” I walked next to Morgan, with Ronan between us. The border was just a stretch of road along a thin line of trees, and we walked about a quarter mile to the marker. Ronan stayed quiet for most of the walk. He glanced at me a few times, but I didn’t look at him. At the marker, I stopped. “This is as far as I go,” I said. “Do not come back into our territory. If you attack us or any packs, the bounty goes back into effect, and this time it won’t matter if you’re alive once caught.”

It was like it was held open. “They’re anchoring,” Victor said somewhere behind us. “They have placed an anchor within the boundary in order to allow them to enter.” Yes. That was exactly what it felt like. The boundary reacted, but slower than had been noted before. Instead of putting the boundary back in place, it had a break in it, and it was allowing the break to exist because of the anchor. And for some reason, that physically hurt me. Not physically like a wound, but like tension being pulled through something that had never been stretched that far.

“If this bond keeps deepening....” “I know,” I said. “It changes things.” “Forever.” I met his gaze, hollow pulsing steadily. “Then maybe that’s not something to fear.” His hand rose to cup my jaw, hesitant, and seeking permission more than proximity. The bond flared gently. Not consuming. Inviting. Before he could close the distance, a sharp pulse rippled through the wards. Both of us stiffened. I turned toward the horizon, hollow tightening. “Someone just crossed the outer boundary,” I said. “Carefully. Quietly.”

"This is not about pain. It is not about humiliation, like before. It is about limit. About boundary. About where your command ends and mine begins. And about the trust that, even there, you will be safe." Lara felt her mouth go dry. The word 'bondage' hovered in her mind, laden with connotations that didn't fit in that corporate room, in his professorial tone. But that was exactly it. A light, symbolic bondage. A binding. "Why?" the question came out in a whisper.