Chained To You Novels & Stories

The chain lengthened through the wizard’s spatial magic, it seemed infinite. Frustrated to find that she had been snagged by the weapon a second time. Chiri cursed as her slow movements were unable to avoid it again. Her opponent, not waiting for her to strike first this time, threw the chain towards her. Its links looping around Chiri’s ankle she attempted to shake them off, when another ensnared her wrist. Wrenching the limb above her head painfully, she writhed against their pull. Her struggle in vain, another length of the chains was entangled around the opposite wrist.

Mate bonds were complicated, and even though he’d broken theirs didn’t mean there wasn’t a thread of connection still linking them. Caden would get Chloe back over my dead body.

the one standing over me replies. They made it out. They don't have them. My kids are okay. They have to be. "The alpha felt their pack link sever. Hers too. That's why we're here. Why is she in silver chains?" Theo replies, the disgust in his voice clear. For me or the idea of me chained in silver, I do not know.

Alpha Cain glared at me, a silent warning for me to speed up, but I kept my pace slow and steady, still hoping that at the very least, one of the other packs would say something to delay or pause the ceremony. Yet, even they had turned their backs on me. My chains rattled louder as I reached the three steps leading up to the platform and found that while I managed to stumble and limp my way down the aisle, the stairs would not be possible in my broken and weakened state. I was lucky to be able to walk, let alone remain conscious. The only thing driving me forward was how stubborn I was not to let them see just how weak I was. “Get up,” Alpha Cain growled, grabbing the chain around my wrists

They all blocked her line without giving her an opportunity to explain. She felt like a repeat of what happened ten years ago when she was blocked and Marian took Ezra away. Marian was going to do it again, especially now that Ezra had given up the company and there was a possibility she was never going to see him again. Chelsea walked in with her laptop, her line was blocked too, so they were only left with the option of finding a physical address. "I found two houses under Klein's name in the city," she announced. Sarah quickly got up.

. **Bella's POV** Chad's eyes darkened, mirroring the desire that clouded my own. He made me feel daring and wanted. I placed my hands on his bulging biceps, enjoying their firmness. "That sounds decadently hot, sweetheart. But mere silk ties won't restrain me; I’ll need to be chained, love," Chad replied, his golden eyes flashing with burning passion.

My uncle's cold voice suddenly filled my ears, shattering the deafening silence, “You killed your friend just like you killed your parents. There are rules to—” I rose up quickly and tried to move, but I realized I couldn't. My eyes trailed lower and I figured I had been chained. My heart sank further as I choked out a sob, “I'm going to kill you, Zorah!” I growled, struggling against the chains bound to my feet. I must have been consumed with so much pain, I didn't notice I had been chained earlier. Zorah opened up the gate and took slow strides towards me, folding his arms behind him,

I won't let you use me anymore. -Elenor, you're the love of my life, and I won't give up on you! Tears stream down my cheeks. When did I become so weak!? Why do I melt at the words thrown in the wind by a stranger!? -Well, if you love me as you say, don't get close to me anymore! -You can't ask me that, he says through clenched teeth. -That's what I want. -Until your memory comes back, I won't stay a second away from you. Got it?

When I reached for my neck out of habit, my chest tightened. The chain was gone. A short, sharp breath escaped me. That chain had never left my body — not since the day I swore my allegiance to the pack, not since the war that made me Alpha. It wasn’t jewelry. It was an anchor, a bond, forged in ritual. The fact that it was missing wasn’t just unsettling — it was wrong. Something inside me stirred. Not my wolf. Something older. Wilder. Thane pushed open the door before I could process it. “You’re awake.”

She saw him on that fateful day. He chuckled while walking to her, stretched his hands and said, "I'm Charles, Robinson's best friend and personal assistant. Do enjoy your stay here." The end of the statement had a sarcastic string to it.