Forged Bonds Novels & Stories

He pulled me in for a hug. I did not spend the rest of the party obsessing over the fact that Liam and Alex were leaving. What I did was enjoyed myself and dance so freely that even the kids were embarrassed by me. Forbidden means that you can not have something or someone. And historically and by Beacon's values, I could not have a couple of things; like an omega having a good and successful life, and a she-wolf falling in love and getting married to a demon. But I made that sh*t happen. I did that. Lara Zane Meyer did that!

Lily asks. “Well, it would have been fragile for Alphas that forced the mate bond. Their bonds were never as strong as the bonds that your parents have forged with each other.” Aolis replies. “As for the effects of Angel’s Trumpet, I think I have something about it’s effects on werewolves.” He says, his voice trailing off as he stands, turning and walking to a wall full of books.

I still feel the heat and want to mate but now I choose who to with. And if by any chance my old mate still feels my presence I hope he also feels the pleasure I do when I join with my lovers....I hope it hurts. Originally my hate for them was like a furnace and it created an iron resolve, never will I bow or bend to their rules again. I will control my nature, the parts of me that remind me of them and live as I wish. The Lycan and werewolf mating bond is like a drug, the most addictive drug possible, all-consuming that no amount of rehabilitation can truly free you from it.

Nicky glanced at me and quickly declined the call. "I won't have anything to do with him again." I smirked inwardly. Nicky said the same thing when Ryan abandoned her last time, but they still got entangled after. After all, a leopard does not change its spots. An idea popped into my mind. "Nicky, if you want me to come back, hold a press conference to admit that Ryan is the other man and slap him twice in front of everyone. Then, I'll consider it."

Another message: “But be careful. If he proves the bond was fraudulent or coerced, you lose all protection.” Fraudulent. That was the risk. If Mercer could prove we bonded specifically to avoid investigation, if he could show it was a strategic move rather than genuine, then the protections wouldn't apply. We'd have to sell it. Make everyone believe the bond was real. Wanted. Not just a legal maneuver. I looked at Elias again. The bond between us hummed quietly. Present. Constant. It was real. Maybe it started as protection, but it had become something more. Something neither of us fully understood yet.

“Every single one. Your fear didn’t weaken me, little one. It reminded me why I chose this. Why I’ve been preparing for months. Councilor Elara still remembers the winter I pulled her unit out of that northern pass—half-frozen, outnumbered, but alive because of the claiming rites I taught them on the march. She owes me her life, and she’s already signed the statement swearing she witnessed the moment the bond formed. Dean Hargrove owes me for keeping his son’s indiscretion with that delta omega quiet last term—no scandal, no headlines, just quiet handling. One word from him and any anonymous scent complaint vanishes from the records. Professor Thorne in Advanced Shifting will swear these ‘tu

Just a symbol burned into the cover—two intersecting blades. Kael’s pulse quickened. Slowly, he pulled it free. And opened it. The pages were filled with faded script, but one phrase stood out immediately: “Twin Bonds of Power.” Kael’s breath stilled. As he read, the words seemed to sink into him, heavy with meaning. A rare phenomenon… two individuals whose energies intertwine… not as rivals, but as mirrors… His grip tightened on the book. When awakened, the bond can amplify strength beyond limits… or destroy both completely.

"I didn't break it. It dissolved on its own." "Bonds don't dissolve. Not real ones." He moved closer to the platform's edge. "Unless you're suggesting it wasn't real to begin with. That someone interfered with a sacred mate bond. That would be heresy, Luna Sera." The trap was set. If I said the bond was artificial, I'd be admitting the Council created it, forcing them to act against me. If I claimed I broke it myself, I'd be admitting to powers they feared. Either way, I lost.

I feel a rush of something and Jason inhales sharply as well. “We are bonded,” Jason smiles. “What promises are made here, will echo into eternity. Jason and Amilee you are bound by promises and commitment. Neither of you should be careless enough to test or betray your bond. I bless this commitment,” Micah finishes and Jason and I hold our fingers our for Jared and Crystal to bandage. Then we turn and face the crowd. “All those committed to the support of this bond, stand.” I look out at the pack. They stand as if they are one person. My parents stand as well.

I lean closer to the closed door to hear better. “Why are the mate bonds fading? Did you give me bad ingredients?” A female snaps. I recognize Sierra’s voice instantly, and confusion fills me What is she talking about? Mate bonds and ingredients? “I’m not sure, but the ingredients are legitimate,” Logan says. “I bought them from a well-known and highly suggested witch, who says they’re perfect for forging fake bonds.” I slap my hand over my mouth to smother the gasp that tries to escape.