Mha Bondo Novels & Stories

“You want me to believe the Moon Goddess paired me with a male? A wolf-less male? What kind of joke is that?” “Enough!” Alpha Dagon’s voice booms through the hall and silence falls. Slowly, he rises to his feet, looking tall and mighty while his pheromones spread widely like a virus. “A bond between two male has indeed never happened before, the moon goddess knows best but perhaps, she could have made a mistake and we can right that mistake,” “Alpha Dagon-”

“Your mate.” Brock shifted, his body instinctively blocking me from their view. His voice dropped to lethal calm. “What about her?” The elder clasped his hands. “You’ve not claimed her. Not fully. That hesitation cost you tonight. The rogues smelled her unmarked bond. A weakness.” Heat shot through me. My face burned. Brock’s growl rumbled the floor. “She is mine. Claimed or not.” “Words,” another councilor sneered. “But words don’t bind packs. Blood does. Flesh does. If you won’t complete the bond, others will keep coming for her. For you. Do you want your reign to collapse because of one human girl?”

There was no turning back now. With Luna's consent, Soren began the ceremony to sever the bond between Amelia and the Heartstone. The room filled with an ethereal light as the traditions of their people unfolded. Amelia could feel the energy shifting, building towards a climax she couldn't yet comprehend. As the bond was finally broken, a surge of power emanated from Amelia. It crackled through her, threatening to overwhelm her fragile human form. She closed her eyes, focusing on the words Soren had spoken, on redirecting the energy towards protection rather than destruction.

“I need to check something that I hope I’m wrong about, and for Benthesikyme. She wanted to do something different, and so I asked her to help me out here.” Within seconds I see Benth walking in with the machine, as she looked shocked to see me and looked worried as she sees Bianca. Without a word Eumo took the machine right over to her and gets the gel on the SonoScape to put to her stomach. Not too long later that I hear what sounded like a heartbeat, but it sounded to fast to be Bianca. That’s when I realize that it was a baby’s heartbeat, what the hell. “Please tell me that the sound I hear not what I think it is.”

There isn’t a day that passes where I don’t wish I didn’t. Mr. Diaz sips from his glass, licking his lips after he swallows. “I’ve never known anyone who didn’t seal their fated bond, so I don’t know how that works or if you can ever get it back. But a chosen bond can still be strong.” Nessa’s mom nods her agreement. “With the foundation of the fated bond, I’m sure yours would be stronger than most.” “We’ll cross that bridge when we come to it,” Nessa sighs, rubbing her thumb against the side of my hand and looking up at me hopefully. “Right?”

A far cry from a name more suited to a sweet little omega. Dahlia scowled at him, and he realized he must have hit a sore spot. She snatched the hammer from his hand but didn’t reply and he turned his attention to the rest. “You two, and I’m shit at names so don’t expect me to remember straight away, will hold the fence posts in place while Dahlia hammers in the nails. Bangs, you’re holding onto that post until I tell you to let go. You last two are going to sort the posts out into a nice line ready to be hammered and dig the post holes. We’ve got dinner in a few hours and you lot haven’t earned your hot meal yet.”

The bond had felt strange all day dull, muted, like a radio station playing through static. I hadn’t been able to feel her properly since last night. Now I knew why. I closed my eyes, reaching through the bond. Nothing. A faint pulse, like the echo of her heartbeat but far, far away. She wasn’t just gone from the house. She was blocking me. Which meant she didn’t want to be found. I stopped pacing, rage boiling beneath the surface. “What happened while I was gone?” I asked Marco, my voice low. Dangerous. He hesitated.

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. Like any enslaving drug, it takes away what you truly feel and think and replaces those with illusions, compulsions and an endless unwarranted longing for another. You are a slave to it and it lures you in with passion and lust. You Suddenly love, and lust, are totally connected with someone that before the bond existed was nothing to you, possibly even an enemy, or not the gender you prefer. It takes away choice, independence and most importantly individuality. It also rides in tandem, is complicit with the rank system of Lycans an

, 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.

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.