The Bonds That Bind Us Taylor West Novels & Stories

She looks at all three of us and she has a smile, but it could be an evil smile for all I know, "You all share a bond. A chosen bond. It is real. You guys created it by wanting each other so badly. Even Asheron and Cain, you guys are bonded too. Your wolves chose to be together. It’s honestly beautiful, you’re all bonded in a lot of different ways.” Oh, my fucking god. My knees get weak for a second. "Thank you, thank you," I whisper, talking to the Moon Goddess and the universe. I crash against both of my guy's chests and both of them hug me too. We're a literal ball and we're literally unbreakeable now. Anyone who tries to stop us would be messing with the Moon Goddess and no one would eve

“The cord that binds us, you and the Onyx wolf. You are not alone in this. Together, we will rule the darkness.” Serena nodded, choking back the lump in her throat. She didn’t know all of it—how the moon goddess had chosen them, why this bond felt so large on her heart—but she trusted Lucian. And with him, she could endure what was to come.

When his eyes landed on the handwritten signatures from both Marcus and me, he let out a long sigh. "You and Marcus always seemed so good together. How did it come to divorce?" Yes. How did it come to this? We had been introduced through a matchmaker. He was a promising young Captain at Fort Haven, and I was a gentle, kind elementary school teacher. Everyone said we were well matched. However, ever since Julia returned, all I ever heard was: "Captain Hale really treats Miss Summers well." I shook my head, pushing aside the thoughts clouding my mind. Then, I answered David's question, "Sir, you can't force matters of the heart. We just want to part peacefully."

“Piper, when we get back… I’ll make everything right. No lies this time. I swear.” I didn’t look at him. “You’ve said that before.” “This time is different,” he insisted. “I’ll show you proof. I’ll show you everything. Just… don’t give up on me yet.” I sighed, still staring out at the clouds. “Rowan, you don’t understand. It’s not just about what you did. It’s about how I feel. I’m broken inside. I don’t know how to trust anyone right now.” He was quiet for a long time. Then I felt his hand gently, over mine. “Then let me help you heal. Even if it takes the rest of my life, I’ll make it right.”

But as long as they continue talking to each other they knew that they were going to make it in a way that most people didn't have the opportunity to. “well here's to the ties that bind us.” Jonathan said as he kissed her again, “you never have to fear telling me that you're pregnant with our children. Whether it be one or nine it really doesn't matter not to me at least. Because they are everything that will bind you to me and me to you for the rest of our lives and beyond though. I'm extremely lucky to have found you when I did. I wouldn't change anything in our lives and that I love you more than anything else could possibly be.” “to the ties that bind us forever and eternity.”

“You’re not going anywhere. Not from me. Not from him. We have to talk about the bond we share.” The weight of it crashed down on him. He had planned to have a threesome and probably bail again, continuing the chase, seeing how far they both would go to claim him as theirs. But the bond… the bond had taken root. He looked down at his body, at the flickering tattoo glowing a beautiful gold against his skin before disappearing again. He glanced back at them, then down at his arm. He could tell which pattern belonged to Dante and which one belonged to Maya just by how they thrummed against his skin, alive and undeniable. “You can’t—”

Layla asked with genuine concern in her eyes. "Well, that is the plan. Don't worry about that." I say absolutely determined to get Taylor out alive. I just spoke to her on the phone, so I know that she was still alive. And the closer we got to the castle, the more I could feel the mate bond pulling me. I knew that it pulled you to each other naturally, but this was like something I had never felt before. Like Taylor was willing me to be near her or something. It's like she was calling to me.

The bond hums between us. Unbreakable. Tying me to the man who wants me dead.

“Feel that knot, little one? Feel how it keeps me right here, deep inside you? That’s what the bond is. A promise that nothing can pull us apart. Not rules. Not rumors. Not fear.” I clenched around him again, another tiny ripple of pleasure rolling through me at his words. “I believe you,” I breathed, nuzzling into his throat and licking the salt from his skin. “I’m still terrified… but I believe you. With every flutter of my cunt around your knot. With every drop of your cum inside me.” He chuckled softly, the sound vibrating deliciously through us both. “Good girl. Now… one more, my love. Let me feel you come one more time while I hold you like this. Let the bond remind you exactly how str

“Hurting. The tether hit him hard when you pulled back but he’s stable now.” A strange split runs through me at that—relief braided with something tighter and more complicated that I don’t know how to name anymore. “I didn’t mean to connect with her,” I whisper. “I just… something in me, snapped.” “I know,” he says. “I felt it through our bond, it deepened.” Of course it has. our bond pulses quietly between us at eirik’s mention, not loud like before, but deep. Steady. Like it’s learned something new about its own edges.