Bound To You Novel の小説・ストーリー

I hesitate for a moment, my mind awash with memories of Author Agness and whatever kind of witchcraft she’s done to me. With trembling fingers, I gather my courage and tap on the app, my heart starts to race once again as the familiar interface loads before me. I quickly type in ‘Author Agness’ on the search bar. Afterwards, her author profile appears. And there it is, in all its glory— her masterpiece, Bonded, the very book that has thrust me into this surreal nightmare.

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I had only wanted to be there for him, seeing we now shared a mate bond. The scene had left me shaken, and I couldn’t help but wonder if our bond was as strong as I had believed. The uncertainty gnawed at me, and I couldn’t help but think our journey together was far from better. *** Tristan I sat there, alone in my room, the echo of Fiona’s furious footsteps still resonating in my ears. Her handprint burned on my cheek, a reminder of her fierce exit. Shock coursed through me, not just from her slap but from the hazy memories of the previous night that lingered in the corners of my mind.

"Annie, sweetheart. Slow down. Why don't we eat and talk about it over dinner?" I didn't know if it was the baby that bonded Annie and Lissa, or if the connection would have formed so strongly on its own. She had other friends, but Lissa was more like a sister. Couple that with Dan being like a brother, and we had our own little familial compound going with them now next door. I made her promise not to say anything to Lissa about the ring, but when I showed it to her, I wasn't sure she'd be able to keep that agreement.

AVA I woke up with a pounding headache, my limbs heavy and sore. My eyes fluttered open, the room around me coming into hazy focus—a cold, dimly lit space with concrete walls and the faint hum of distant machinery. As I shifted, I realized I couldn’t move my arms. Panic set in, and my breath quickened. My wrists were bound tightly behind me. A groan escaped my lips as I tugged at the restraints, but they wouldn’t budge. It was then that I noticed Liam, slumped beside me, his head hanging low.

“What do you mean he asked you out?” “It means exactly what it sounds like.” Sarah stared at her in disbelief. “So you two are a thing now?” “No.” The answer came quickly. Too quickly. Ann laughed at Sarah’s expression. “We’re not.” “Really?” “Really.” Sarah looked unconvinced. Ann sighed. “We’ve just been talking.” “For how long?” “A little while.” Sarah placed a hand over her chest dramatically. “The betrayal.” “Oh please.” “My own best friend keeping secrets from me.” “We’re not dating.”

Why is she giving me a bracelet? “This seems rather sudden though,” I admit. “Out of the blue. What’s the occasion?” “I thought it’d be something sweet to mark the start of the love we’re going to share,” she says with a smile. “I decided I’d give it to you before we mate, as a token to our fresh start. “I know it’s going to be more difficult for us, but we can make it work. We can do this together. I want you to remember that.” I worry that it’s bewitched in some way. Catherine always did have an interest in magic. Which makes me suspicious of some of the things she does.

“It is. That's why not all people meet their bounds and not all people who meet their bounds marry them either.” “I hope I meet my bound,” Raf drawled his speech, eyes struggling to stay open. Anne could see that he was about to fall asleep, she slowed down her strokes on his hair and tried to stay still just until he fell asleep. “I'm sure you will.” Raf yawned. “But mother, is father your bound?” “No, he's not.” “I figured,” Raf slurred. Anne smiled, strokes slowing to a final stop. “Why would you say that?”

🪷ISORA🪷 I did not feel complete without the bond. That was the strangest part of all of this, because I had been the one fighting it from the beginning. I had spent every waking moment since I stepped into this pack pushing it away, ignoring the pull, pretending that my heart did not skip every time he walked into a room. I had cursed the Moon Goddess for tying me to a murderer, had begged Kira to stop reacting to him, had told myself over and over that the bond did not mean anything and I would kill him and I would walk away and I would never think about him again.