Relationship Bond Novels & Stories

"I've never been in love before. What if I can't tell the difference between love and dependency?" Brett's hands grip the steering wheel tighter, his knuckles standing out stark white against his tanned skin. When he speaks, his voice is steady but I can hear the thread of pain running through it. "Because love doesn't require dependency. Look at what you've become you're stronger now than when we met, not weaker. You stand up to me, challenge me, protect me. That's not trauma bonding. That's partnership."

“Alright. Listen close, human.” I nodded, grateful for something solid to hold onto, even if it was only her words. “The bond,” she began, “is a gift from the Moon Goddess to her wolves. It’s not just love, or attraction, or even loyalty. It’s all of those things woven together, made stronger than anything else in the world. It’s your soul’s perfect match, chosen by the Goddess herself.” My throat tightened as I tried to imagine something that powerful.

that's just not my role' 'Maybe you can't but we can...that's the reason why I am here and you have already accepted him as your mate' she said 'If I remember clearly I didn't accept him you did, so you are here to kick anyones butt that tries to walk over me?' 'Yap' 'Oh so you are like my protector' 'Yeah, there are other things you need to know about the link' 'Other things like what' 'We are connected emotionally, so you can feel what I feel and I can feel what you feel... but we aren't connected physically so if you get hurt you'll feel the pain alone'

Thank the Goddess! Our bond is something different than a mate bond between two lovers and it has created a connection between the two of us that allows us to rely on each other for strength when we need it. I’m not sure if it is something that will just be between the two of us, or if the others will bond to us in much the same way.

Nyra is adamant that he should go away. Drake is shocked by the way she is thinking. "The bond just marks each other as mates. It actually doesn't have the power to make you feel like you love your mate. It cannot control your emotions. A bond for a dragon is like a wedding band to the humans. That band is a reminder that they should stay faithful and responsible for each other. They should respect each other. Just like in a marriage, the bond will just make you want to stay close to your mate. That way, the couple would get a chance to spend more time with each other and strengthen their relationship. The way you feel for me has nothing to do with the bond. It's all you" Drake explained.

Already thinking through the implications. "You want to use the bond politically." "I want to use it to save lives. Wolf politics are brutal. Alliances matter. And right now, you're the key to the strongest alliance our packs have ever had." She sipped her wine. Processing. The waiter returned with menus. Ella ordered a salad. I got a steak. He left again. "What does completion look like for a secondary bond?" "I'm not entirely sure. The research says it requires trust, time together, emotional connection. We need to build a real relationship. Friendship at minimum."

Davyn asked. "No. It's not... it's not an injury." "Then what is it?" Torrhen didn't answer because he knew what it was. He just didn't want to say it out loud. A bond. The rarest kind. The kind that hadn't been documented in over fifty years. A pain bond. When one person's suffering became another's. When hurt traveled through an invisible link that couldn't be broken, couldn't be ignored. Only happened between mates, true mates. The kind destined by something deeper than choice, deeper than logic.

Whatever it is, I don’t know. One thing is a fact that none of us could deny, our bond is slowly fading. It is still there, but barely hanging on like a thread that could be snapped anytime. And there’s this thick rope trying to replace our thread. A thick rope called second chance mate.

"What if the bond never heals? What if we never feel each other? What if we're always like this… married, in love, but hollow?" He doesn't answer right away. His hand strokes my hair, slow and steady, like he's calming a frightened animal. "Then we're still married. Still in love. Still parents." He kisses the top of my head. "The bond isn't our love, Selena. It's just a reflection of it." "It's supposed to be more."

“You grew up around humans. Liam didn’t. He reacts like a wolf.” I grabbed a box of cereal just to have something to do with my hands. My chest tightened. “I don’t know how to deal with this, Caro,” I admitted. “I barely understand why this bond even chose me.” “It didn’t choose you,” she said. “It chose both of you.” Her voice was calm, patient. “The bond is… like a thread. It wraps around your heart and his. It pulls you together. When you get scared and pull away, it hurts him. When he gets scared or angry, it hits you back.”