First Bond Novels & Stories

The dim light emphasised the rugged strength of his form and the flex of muscle under his shirt. My wolf wasn't as calm. It moved around and paced inside me in response to Dion's closeness. It made me think of the strong bond we had as mates, a bond that made my feelings and instincts stir. That was impossible when the link was that strong. I wished I could bottle up my troubled emotions and hide them away. "Hello, Kiana," Dion greeted me with a stony face, his voice a deep, resonant melody. I smiled, feeling the unspoken understanding between us. "Dion, it's wonderful to have you here."

My wolf pressed against me, insisting, impatient. “You understand now,” I murmured, voice low, intimate, dangerous. “That this bond… this connection… will define everything. And I will claim you. Soon.” He nodded, eyes wide, heart hammering, the bond anchoring him to me. And in that moment, I knew: when the first full claim came, it would be inevitable, unyielding, and the world itself would feel the fire of what we were about to ignite.

I had to bond with a clan of men I barely knew to make sure my sister wouldn’t go through what I had endured. All because of that cursed primacy contract, where my virginity had been sold like a luxury commodity. I sat up in bed, my chest aching from the inside. That’s when I noticed the blinking light on the digital answering machine. —“Play message,” I ordered, my voice hoarse. The voice of the bonding program supervisor filled the room, as cold and impersonal as a bank recording. —“Natalia, sorry for the late hour. I know you're asleep, but I needed to inform you that, due to an unforeseen issue, we've agreed with your parents that the bonding ceremony will take place tomorrow at six in t

I asked. “Yes, but it didn’t start until after the first time we had sex. Do you think that is another component of being bonded?” he asked. “I am going to have to say yes. We can ask Adrian if he has noticed an increased need to feed. I am going to cautiously say yes, because your Uncle Ezra and I experienced that need,” I explained. It makes sense to me anyway.

"You're still recovering—" "I'm fine." "You're not fine. You were running a fever twelve hours ago—" "And now I'm not." Kyrian stepped closer. "The bond worked. The HSPD is gone. I'm healthy. Which means the agreement stands." He stopped directly in front of Lorenzo. Close enough that Lorenzo could see the bite mark clearly. Close enough that the bond hummed between them. "Let me make something very clear," Kyrian said quietly. Voice like ice. "The bonding gave you a biological connection to me. That's it. It doesn't give you control. It doesn't give you the right to tell me what to do or where to go."

She lied to me my whole life because she thought the lie would keep me safe. Cael is shaking, every muscle in his body locked tight. “She left me,” he says, his voice broken because he is not a king right now, just a boy who was left in a cold room. Gold flickers in his black eyes because his wolf is hurt. I want to be mad at her, but I am not. I want to hate him, but I cannot. The bond in my chest is not a mate bond because the Goddess did not make it. It is a twin bond because we were born together, and the tree woke it up when he tasted my blood. That is why it feels like breathing. It has always been there, even before we knew what it was.

“Close the door behind you.” She didn’t say a word as she walked back to bolt the door, her heart pounding. “Have a seat.” She obeyed quietly, taking a seat and bringing it to the edge of his bed. “Why did you not tell me about the mate bond?” His voice was still low from weakness, but you could hear the authority in it. Silver’s face hardened, remembering the feeling of shame from the moment that they met. “Because there was nothing to tell, Father.” “What do you mean by there was nothing to tell Silver? He is the mate ordained to you by the moon goddess. That is not something you dismiss out of sheer personal wishes.” His brows furrowed at her response.

The question is whether you can demonstrate that. "How?" Caelum said. Ronan was quiet for a moment. "The Apex Bond," he said. "The first in a generation. With a sleeping Alpha claimant whose bloodline predates every pack in this region, including the Kael pack, an Alpha who holds that bond is not weakened by personal decisions—he is grounded by a connection that carries weight no political alliance can replicate. The Ashvane alliance was valuable because it was a formal agreement between two packs. The bond is something older and less reducible than an agreement." He set the document down again. "Soren Kael is forty-three. He has read about Apex Bonds in pack history, but he has not encounte

"Melissa, I promise to cherish you always. I promise to give you freedom and a place to lean on. I promise that no matter what the future brings, I'll stand by your side." I let him slide the ring onto my finger. The moonstone glowed softly under the moonlight. Tears of happiness blurred my vision as I nodded and wrapped my arms around him. He stood and kissed me. It was light and gentle, yet it set my whole body on fire. The mate bond hummed with shared joy in our minds. In that moment, we were truly bonded. At last, I had found the happiness that belonged to me.

The cracking of door opening made made my heart go rampage. Those eyes were my first thought.