Chained To You Novels & Stories

‘’But you belong here , with me and you’d have to walk over my dead corpse before you step out of this borders without me ‘’ His eyes had gotten darker which was clear his wolf had taken over again . His cold voice didn’t scare me at all , rather it did something different to me , I felt pulled towards his voice and his darkened features . I didn’t want to leave this behind, I didn’t want to leave him behind. I wanted to do something other than chase and be chased for the first time. I moved closer and whispered in his ears ‘’ I guess you’ll have to clear your schedule for the rest of your life then , cause I’m not going anywhere ‘’

I didn't know much about being linked before but I was taught by my mother that if a witch is linked to someone her entire life depends on her master. And since he had initiated something last night, my body craved for his attention now. It was one of the side effects of being linked to someone. The More attention your master gives you the more you become dependent on them. That's Why I told him it would be nothing for him but it'll ruin my entire peace of mind when he will not pay attention to me afterwards. We got off the car once his office arrived, and were soon met with some of his employees at the entrance.

“And all you have to do…” The rune-light flared. The tether between me and Dax tightened. The bond to Kieran yanked. Two pulls. Two chains. The voice finished, sweet as a knife: “…is let me in.”

The word cheap sliced into her, cruel and merciless. It lodged itself deep inside her chest, branding her with shame she refused to wear. Esther’s fingers twitched, itching to strike him, to silence that mocking mouth with the sting of her palm. But she restrained herself, nails digging into her palm, fists trembling furiously at her sides.

With it, the exchange became irrevocable. But Eva was not going to close the loop in the way the realm expected. She reached out and took the end of the Chain that hung from her mother's neck. She felt the cold, the weight, the terrible mathematics of it. She felt the realm's confusion, its recalibration, its attempt to process what was happening. The Chain was not designed for three. The Chain was not designed for choice. The Chain was designed for one soul, one debt, one exchange, one final, irrevocable transaction.

She just sat there with her eyes wide open. " First thing is that Chains will not let you go anywhere. Nor will any of the other guys here. You are family now. You may not know or understand yet but Chains told them he is going to claim you when this is all over with. Do you know what that means or do you need me to explain" She didn't need to explain anymore " No need to explain. I know what that means. That means we are going to be together and nobody can stand in the way of that" This is the kind of thing I needed to hear right now.

Knowing how odd it was going to look if me and this attacker continued to stand in this position, I had to deal with him. “Get the chains and take him back to the dungeons, the Alpha and I will decide what happens.” I mind-linked one of the border guards, now I had been sworn into the pack, I have the ability to mind-link any member I want at any time, but it also goes both ways.

He walked close to me and lifted my chin to meet his cold brown eyes. "No, you won't, Athena." He said darkly and with his strength, I felt the cold chains locking my ankle. I tried to kick him and squirm out of his arms. "No! Please…let me go—” I gasped when he tightly gripped my jaw. Tears stream down my eyes. “You are…chained to me, Athena. The day you were born is the day when your life became mine...only mine, Athena.” I couldn't believe what he said. No! No! It can't be happening!

Anchoring me as the storm outside slowly quieted. I belonged entirely to them. Body. Mind. Submission. Tethered. Owned. Claimed. Unbroken.

Lisa's POV I lay there on the cold stone floor, my body aching from the weight of the runes carved across my skin. The chains dug into my wrists and ankles, heavy and suffocating, but my mind was still sharp. Every time I closed my eyes, I felt the faint connection that tied me to my children. That thread of bond, fragile yet unbreakable, was the only reason I hadn’t given up entirely.