First Bond Novels & Stories

"Something happened." She waited. "My kind mates for life," he said. "One bond. One person. It's not chosen, it's recognized. When you find your mate the bond activates immediately. Completely. It's called the True Chosen Mate bond and it's…" He stopped. Started again. "It's the most sacred thing in our world. Unbreakable. Permanent." Sara was very still.

I bite my bottom lip and glance at my two bonds. “Three,” I admit, blowing out a breath. “Wait, what? Who is the third?” Archie asks. “Please don’t say Finley,” Dillon groans, and I stay silent. I’m not ready to admit it either. “Interesting,” Sage smiles. “What connection did you have with your third bond before you saw the tether?” she asks. “Nothing really. The first time I saw him he spoke to me, the second time I saw the tether.” “Sometimes we can see them with just a look, sometimes it takes a touch, others it might need time to form a friendship first. That doesn’t mean the connection is any stronger or weaker, it is just how it works for us,” she explains.

For everything. Born from bonds. Created through connection. The manifestation of love made real. She was the opposite of the Void. The proof that existence could be chosen. That reality could be built. That something could come from nothing through love. And she was awakening. As what she really was. The First Bond. The original connection. The bridge between potential and reality. "Mama. Grandma. Dada." Her voice ancient and newborn simultaneously. "Hold on." She reached out. Not with hands. With existence itself.

Liam narrowed his gaze down at the page and read it out loud. “Vinculum duplex...The Double Bond?” I nodded my head. “According to that book, ‘The Double Bond’ is the phenomenon of having a double-mating bond with two wolves. It’s rare. But it’s possible.” I gave Liam a chance to really read through the text while I tried to find a way to break the unsettling news to him, regarding our unfortunate family ties. From what I could only assume, Liam was not pleased with this revelation, nor did I expect him to be.

Because the bond is complete now. And completed bonds are forever.

And a bond that’s tightening, whether I resist it or not. And something tells me this was only the beginning.

The golden aura flared around him, illuminating the boardroom with an almost blinding intensity. Samuel’s eyes met his across the table, and Adrian saw more than power there. He saw rage, desire, longing, and absolute devotion, a promise that whatever this bond cost, they would endure together. The Secondary Bond was violent, primal, consuming, but it was also a declaration: together, they were unstoppable.

Lucian’s hand is already there, flat on the table, and mine lands beside it, not touching, just near, the way we are near each other, always, without requiring contact to be present. “A fullbond,” I say. “The rarest kind,” Bowen says. “Documented in Ironveil’s history twice before. Both times between lines that had been apart for generations and reconnected.” He closes the book carefully. “It is why the rejection did not quiet it. It is why the bond persisted through everything. A fullbond cannot be severed by words in a clearing.” He pauses. “It can only be completed or carried.” “We are carrying it,” Lucian says.

, he finished and shrugged. "What are you saying, Amar?" "The point is that what happened to us is the same thing happening to Damien and Daisy." "So?" "Therefore, they will come around. They are yet to admit their feelings. The bond exists already and it will bring them together, just like it brought you and me together", he kissed my lips briefly. I gazed at him, trying to solve the puzzles of his words. I didn't understand what he meant by "bond." "Bond? What do you mean by that? You mean Damien loves her but he doesn't want to admit it?" He nodded.

Adrian added. Sensing my internal struggle, my twin sister stepped closer, her eyes shimmering with tears. "Seraphina, I've yearned for this reunion for so long," she confessed, her voice filled with a mix of pain and longing. "Our grandfather stole our bond, but now we have a chance to rewrite our destiny, to rediscover the love that was robbed from us."