Kiss Bond And Seal นิยาย & เรื่องราว

His eyes glowed brighter, the red flecks overtaking the gold in a way I'd never seen before. "Then by the power of the moon goddess and the authority of the Alpha, I declare this bond sealed," Gregory proclaimed. "Let no one challenge what has been joined today." The pack erupted in cheers and howls, most of them genuine, though some sounded forced. Not everyone was happy about this union, but pack law demanded they accept it. Cross leaned forward to seal our bond with the traditional kiss. His lips touched mine, gentle at first, then with growing heat. Something sparked between us, a feeling like electricity running through my veins. When we pulled apart, I felt dizzy, breathless.

And there was no turning back. Ash rose, slow and graceful. My blood still stained the corner of his mouth. He reached up, touching my jaw, tilting my face to meet his. Our breaths merged, only one decision away from something irreversible. His eyes glowed, and in a low voice, he whispered, “Let’s seal it. Seal this contract with a kiss.” He didn’t wait for permission. His lips pressed against mine in a slow, deep, certain motion—like he was stamping a seal no time, god, or hell could ever break.

“Yeah.” I turned around. The candle was still burning between us. Her face looked steady in the light, but I could see she’d already worked through every ugly implication and wasn’t flinching. “The bond is sealed,” I said. “Seraphine told us a sealed bond fights dissolution. But resistant isn’t the same as impossible.” “No,” she agreed. “It’s not.” She held my gaze. Something shifted in her expression, the part she didn’t hide from me anymore. “How does it actually seal?”

I felt it—our bond, forming, strengthening, sealing. And finally, the "Sealing of the Bond." This was the moment that would finalize our union, the moment when Eleanor would truly become mine. As the full moon reached its highest point in the sky, its silver light washed over us, bathing us in its glow. I turned to Eleanor, my heart pounding as I leaned in. Her lips were soft, hesitant, unyielding. But I did not waver. I kissed her with both tenderness and possession, a promise of what was to come.

I'm itchy, trying to peep straining my neck,my eyes are glued on a small room with papers littered everywhere. Cracking sound of door opening makes the hair on my neck stand up, jolting up and I stand straight with my eyes on the floor, spice and clean aftershave fills the air, moving my eyes towards the source, tying a white towel down his lower hip, I deep v line is exposed runs down the low hanged towel, my eyes wondered up, his abdomen is bare droplets of water slips his tone muscular chest, it all muscle lean dark muscle. Moving my eyes up, I'm horrified and quickly look down shyly.

"By the ancient laws of our people, by the power of the moon above and the earth below, I now pronounce you bound in body, heart, and soul. You may seal your union." Leo's hands cupped my face with infinite gentleness as he leaned down to kiss me. The moment our lips met, I felt the mate bond flare to life with new intensity—not the desperate, possessive need it had once been, but something deeper and more enduring. A connection based on choice, trust, and mutual respect. The kiss lasted only seconds, but it felt like a lifetime of promises being sealed with a single touch.

So I just looked at her and gave her a nod. "...Thank you for that." "Oh. It's... nothing." There was a short pause between us. It felt slightly awkward but not tense. Then I quietly watched her face. Her brows were furrowed for a moment before she forced herself to relax. "...Is it the bond?" I suddenly asked. Katherine looked up and hesitated. Her fingers tightened at her side before she nodded. "...A little." she admitted. I had expected that answer because mine was also reacting now that she was in front of me. But I had called her for another reason. I wanted to ask if Katherine knows something about what Silvermoon had sealed inside her.

We chorused. The priest passed us the goblet, telling us to finish the contents this time around. We did so, and Kael leaned in to kiss me, capturing my lips in a searing kiss. I gasped softly into his mouth but instantly wrapped my hands around his neck, deepening the kiss and tasting the alcohol in his mouth. It made me dizzy, causing me to get high on him. The priest cleared his throat, forcing us to end the kiss a bit too soon. "You may now proceed with the rest of the ritual. We shall be expecting you to be fully bonded in the next seven days. No more, no less," he added, albeit more sternly.

Tommy asked convincingly. “Yes baby it’s fine.” Mirabel relied cheerfully as she twirled her fingers inside his beards playfully. “Okay baby, I love you.” Tommy said happily as he reached for hair and moved them away from eyelids slowly. “I love you more baby, see you on Sunday.” Mirabel said as she moved close to Tommy and gave him a much intense and longer kiss. “I'll get going now, thanks for the ride,” Mirabel said as she opened the car door and alighted, “muah!” She blew him a kiss as she alighted and started heading inside and he zoomed off immediately.

My subconscious kept yelling at me to stop him but I was lost in the pleasure of his kisses, which made me want more. “I only know two things…” He kissed my cleavage then moved his lips to the right. “To kill and to kiss.” Then his lips traveled to the left. “And whenever I see you, I want to kiss you.” Saying it, he landed his lips on mine. I kissed him back trying to suck away all his sadness, worries, and whatever he was facing. I wrapped my fingers in his hair and pulled him closer to me. He deepened his kiss making me almost lose my breath.