Forced Bonds Novels & Stories

“Never mind. talk to me. What's the problem?” “The new construction site has been hijacked our workers came in for work today I couldn't do anything because they were red tapes everywhere sealing them from entering” “What? what do you mean it was sealed” “They said he was sealed and tried to penetrate but they were with the authorities so they left” “What nonsense is this on what grounds are they doing that, that place is ours” “They said that the investors gave the land to some other company and we are no longer authorized to use the land”

“I don’t want us to be separated.” Haru’s eyes filled with tears. Before thinking, he wrapped his arms tightly around Tae Min. Tae Min’s eyes shot open. “What—Haru?” “Did you mean what you said?” Haru asked shakily. “What did I say?” “You were talking about me.” Tae Min blinked. “Maybe I was sleep-talking.” “I don’t care,” Haru said firmly. “It matters to me.” He tightened his hug. “Thank you,” Haru whispered. “We won’t be separated. I promise.”

“I’ll tell you what, I’ll help her this time, and this time only. There is no freakin way she is our mate.” My wolf settled back down as I undid the seatbelt and carefully lifted Renko out of the car. As much as my wolf wanted me to caress her, make her feel safe, there was no way I would ever let anything between us happen. I would rather deal with the consequences of not having a mate, which can be done, but usually, the wolf side goes rogue and can never lead a pack, than to be bonded with Renko Watson. I began the ten-mile trek, carrying Renko, back to my house and hoped I wouldn’t encounter anyone along the way.

, 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.

"What?" "Standard question in bond cases. Bonds create dependency. Obsessive thinking. Impaired judgment." Her tone was clinical. "You fled home at night. Crossed unfamiliar territory. Bonded with an Alpha you barely knew. Now you're willing to destroy your relationship with your father for him. That's textbook compulsion." "It's not compulsion. It's choice." "Can you tell the difference?" I opened my mouth. Stopped. Could I? "The bond feels right," I said. "Like I finally understand something."

“One alpha’s the same as another, when it comes down to it. Useless brutes.” Fuck. Of course. Of course, the forced bonding had been my father’s idea all along. I simply hadn’t had the five minutes I needed to think it through and see how obvious it was. The bond he formed with me when he drained me was temporary, but a mate bond was permanent. If he controlled my mate, then my mate — given a little training and assistance — could control me. All the time.

They were targeting the weakest bonds first. "They're exploiting our vulnerabilities. Looking for the breaking point." "Can we reinforce the weak bonds?" "If we pour our power into them. But it'll drain us." "Do it anyway." I reached into the network. Poured power into the weak bonds. Strengthening. Reinforcing. Kade did the same. Our power flowing together through the mate bond. The bonds stabilized. But the effort exhausted us. An attacker moved toward Kade. Blade raised. I couldn't move fast enough.

he said. I frowned slightly. “That’s not helpful.” “It’s not meant to be.” A breath left me. Not quite a laugh. But close enough that I noticed it. --- “Bonds make things easier,” he continued. “They lower walls. They pull people together. But they don’t create something out of nothing.” “I don’t believe that.” “You don’t have to.” The answer should have frustrated me. Instead— It didn’t. --- “I don’t want this to be real,” I admitted.

"But if finalizing the bond ensures your safety I’m ready to do whatever it requires." "Even if it ties my strength to you?" The dread slipped out before I could hold it back. "Even if it turns me..." "It won't turn you into something you're n't already," my father cut in. "That's Covenant propaganda. Finishing the bond doesn't take away your power or hands it over completely to your partner. It boosts the strength of both of you. Makes you more powerful, as a team." "Then what makes everyone continue stating..."

"In ash, I think. And then… nothing. I don’t remember what happened next. I just remember waking up the next morning in our bed with a headache and Zeke already gone.” My voice broke. “And the bond—it always felt off.” Lloyd didn’t interrupt. I looked up at him, meeting his eyes. “Are forced bonds real?” He hesitated, but his expression didn’t change. Then he gave a slow, grim nod. “They’re rare. And illegal in every territory But yes. They’re real.” My stomach dropped. My nails dug into the parchment again. “I think they used one on me,” I whispered.