Romans & histoires Bound Wachowski

“Not just your wolf, and not just you being a witch. It’s like… it’s like the forest bends around you when you walk through it.” “I feel it too,” eirik adds quietly. “Like the bond between us makes it roar louder.” Their mom watches us carefully. Her dark hair pulled into a messy bun held back by her glasses. “You two together..” she says slowly. “It’s not the mating bond. It’s something else, you were born of both worlds. But I think your presence here is going to test every boundary we’ve tried to keep in place.” I stare at her blankly. “I’m not trying to break anything.” I whisper.

My gaze darted to Alpha Thane and Lyra, who watched silently, their faces inscrutable. The elderly lady's voice drew me back, her words a gentle persuasion. “Come on, dear." With a sense of resignation, I let her take my hand. The lady’s warm fingers wrapped around mine gently. She pulled me to my feet, her other hand enveloping mine, holding it in a soft, comforting grasp. Her eyes shut and I furrowed my brows in confusion wondering what she was doing? She then opened them and let me go turning to Alpha Thane. “Yep. You’re definitely bonded.” She spoke.

Outside the glass walls, New York continued its relentless pace. Inside the office... Both women had the same realization. For years, Luca Elios Hernaez had built his empire with discipline, precision, and absolute control. But if there was one thing no billionaire could ever control... It was the human heart. Neither of them knew that, at that very moment... Their brother wasn't negotiating another billion-dollar acquisition. He was standing on the porch of a modest two-story home... Trying to convince the only woman who had ever made Luca Hernaez accept the word...

With silver hair and eyes that reflected light like a cat's, she was beautiful in a chilly way. Rowan?" Sera said carefully. "Who's this?" "My mate," Rowan said. His voice was flat, emotionless. "Sera Thorne, meet Vivienne. We've been bonded for fifteen years. "The revelation hit like a physical blow. Rowan—the leader of witch resistance, the man who'd spent decades fighting vampires—was bonded to one. "You never told me," Sera said. "Would you have trusted me if I had? Would anyone in the resistance?"

His fingers tightened around mine, a silent acknowledgment of the war we were now in together. This was no longer about a contract. It was about him. And as we drove away from the courthouse, I realized I was willing to burn the world down to help him keep what was left of his family.

I was looking for the boy who had pulled the trigger and ended my mother's life. The leather strap on my right wrist snapped loose. Then the left. The moment my hands were free, I didn't reach for him. I pulled my arms back, tucking them tight against my chest, physically shrinking away from his touch. Dante froze. His hands stayed suspended in the air between us, his fingers curling slightly as he felt the sudden, freezing distance. He looked up at my face, and a shadow of something heavy and painful crossed his expression. He looked behind me, his gaze landing on the frozen, flickering screen.

“Bianca is my blood and I will ensure that she never wants for anything. I have allocated a sizable amount in a trust fund for her. This is also my way of saying thank you for ten years of friendship, trust and blood.” “Fucking hell, Dominic. What the fuck am I supposed to say to that?” “Say thank you, motherfucker, and go claim your wife,” Dominic said. Austin shook his head again and grinned. “You’re an asshole.” “Sign the papers, Austin. You deserve happiness as much as the next person, more even, and if Bianca makes you happy, then I want that for you.” Austin took the pen Dominic offered him and signed the documents, taking official ownership of Wolff Security and signing the alliance a

"You? You work for the Queen? Why did you bring me to her? But we are only working for you, I didn't do anything wrong." Ranos pointed an accusing finger at Luciana. "Witch. I heard her voice. She..." He trailed off as a resounding slap echoed in his face. His vision went blank for a moment, and he could swear that he heard vibrations in his head. Luke had slapped him, and stepped back casually. The other man attempted to run away, but he was quickly caught by Arlo and Sofia, and with their skills, they held him down. Luciana looked at Ranos who was still struggling to regain his composure. She could always count on Luke whenever she thought someone needed a brain resetting slap.

she blinked rapidly. Then her eyes widened in shock. “Don't tell me it's billionaire Damon Masters??” I nodded positively. “My biggest opponent in the business world” I told her. She clasped her hand over her mouth in shock. “And I was suspecting Albert. It's something he's capable of doing” she said. “You're wrong.” “But why?? Why would his personal assistant threaten me?” She asked. “The contract would have gone to Damon Masters if you hadn't agreed to marry me. He's legally and happily married and had all the criteria it takes to bag the contract” I explained to her.

His grip was firm, but not painful, as he shoved her behind him. “Stay,” he ordered. Raven bristled. “I’m not a damn pet.” Luca didn’t turn. “Then don’t die.” Before she could snap back, he was already moving, launching himself at the rogue leader. It was over in seconds. Luca didn’t fight. He ended things. The rogue leader barely had time to raise his blade before Luca’s claws slashed across his throat. Blood sprayed against the stone walls as the body crumpled to the ground, lifeless.