Chained To You Free Novels & Stories

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She had simply nodded, tugging on her bottom lip with her teeth in a way that always makes him horny. He pats his jacket pocket, making sure that it is still there, despite checking it only five minutes ago. He is a little nervous about offering his gift to Liv, though he does not doubt that she won't turn him down. But it took him ages to find the right collar for her and he hopes that she will love it as much as he does. The collar is actually a long chain made of platinum with a small loop at the end. The other end of the chain is fed through the loop and then a beautiful heart-shaped lock is clipped on the end to stop the necklace from coming undone. It is a discreet version of a slave c

And every chain breaks. To be continued…

Esther added. “All right, that’ll be Double Choco and Triple Cookies & Cream,” the cashier said, turning to prepare their order. Within a few minutes, she returned with two perfectly scooped ice creams, sliding them across the counter. Her gaze flicked toward Gaara, and she gave him a knowing wink as their hands brushed for a brief moment. Gaara, ever the picture of calm, returned her gesture with a subtle nod toward Esther, who was preoccupied and entirely oblivious. The cashier understood the unspoken message immediately.

Kiara thought the chains would be a lot lighter once she was brought back into the pack mansion. She was wrong. “Unhand me! Let me go!” Kiara squealed as her chains made loud noises as she wiggled and tried to free herself. Unlike the first time she was brought into the pack house, she was uncooperative and now had 20 million gold coins of debt left to pay. “Stop your whining this instant!” Denzel snapped. He had had enough of her stubbornness.

"Restore connection where it's been severed." "Then we stop them now," I said. "We free you. You help us fight." "I can't be freed. The First's chains are unbreakable." "I'm a bond-breaker. I can break anything." "You used all your severances." "I don't need severances. I have something better." I looked at Kade. At the mate bond blazing between us. "I have love." I approached Cael. Placed my hand on the chains. Through the mate bond, I felt Kade's power. Through the network, everyone else. Two hundred souls. United.

Lyla exhaled sharply. The first but not the last. And as the final chain snapped, she knew Nothing would ever be the same again. The chain snapped. Not a sound. Not a physical break. But Lyla felt it. A tether, unseen yet unyielding, shattering inside her. For the first time in her life, she was unbound. No more invisible leash tying her to the moon. No more cycle of shifting dictated by the Elders’ magic. She was free. Her breath came in ragged bursts, her body trembling from the force of it.

The thought of freedom—a promise whispered by a stranger’s words—pulled at her like a thread in a dark tapestry. Slowly, she pushed herself up from the floor, knees trembling. Her fingers brushed against the envelope still resting on the small table where the man had placed it. It was black, thick, sealed with no hint of what was inside. Curiosity warred with caution, but need won. She tore it open, revealing a single folded sheet. The paper smelled faintly of ink and something metallic, and the words printed there cut through the silence like a blade: “You have 48 hours. Meet Nathan Vale at the Marlowe Hotel, Room 512, at midnight. Take what you need. Return with the item. Failure is not an