No String Attached Novels & Stories

Lan declared, not interested in talking about the subject matter again but Fred replied “Dad would understand if I explained things to him. The one that won't understand is you” As Lan and Fred were together, Alex stormed into the ward where Nathan and Fiona were:

"Joel, I forgot something this morning. While I went home to get it, I caught Rachel on the phone. She was bragging about how she strung us along. "She figured once we divorced, she'd get a nice payout and could marry some rich guy." "But now that we're walking away with no money, she wants to distance herself because she doesn't want anyone thinking she's taken. "She said it might hurt her chances of hooking a rich husband. Joel, how could she be like that?" Joel's face went pale. He turned to me almost instinctively. "Anna—" "Don't. I don't want your apologies or your explanations. They mean nothing to me. Just do me one favor—stay the hell out of my life from now on."

I crossed the room and sat down across from him, back straight, chin lifted just enough to feel like control. “Last night was physical,” I said, my voice even, measured. “It was a release of built-up tension. It doesn’t change anything about why I’m here or how this works.” He didn’t interrupt. He leaned back slightly, watching me with that same steady focus that made everything feel more deliberate than it should. “When it happens—if it happens,” I continued, forcing myself not to falter on the words, “it stays exactly that. No strings. No expectations. No claim. And when this is over, I leave clean. No attachments. No complications.”

Feel my teeth sharpen. He tilts his head. Offering. I don't hesitate. Sink my teeth into his throat. Mark him the way he marked me. The bond doubles. Strengthens. Becomes unbreakable. When I pull back, we're both breathing hard. Staring at each other. Completely bonded. Completely mated. Forever. "How do you feel?" he asks. "Complete." I touch the mark on my neck. It's already healed. But I can feel it. Permanent. "You?"

“Fuck Bobby, you are hurting her, if you tear her apart she’s never going to be able to carry a pup.” “She needs to know her fucking place, who the fuck cares. She’s an alpha, she’d never carry our pups anyway. So, now she’s only a hole, the fucking bitch.” He keeps thrusting, and the pain never ends. There’s warmth running down my legs. Finally he finishes, and he throws me to the side. Then they all leave me here, closing a heavy metal door behind them. What the fuck is happening? I have something across my mouth and head. I feel back and there’s a latch and it has a padlock thing on it. I pull hard but I can’t break it, I can’t get this fucking thing off of me. Then I pull at the chain th