The Bonds That Bind Us Taylor West Novels & Stories

Having two women is extremely exhausting. My parents are so adamant on me marrying Vanessa. For both company to merge successfully there should be a bond. Vanessa is sly woman, I've known her since college. She can be really mean and cunning. I wish I could explain things to Rita but I don't want to look foolish in the midst of two women. I sent for Janet, to help attend to Rita, she was vomiting and her skin looked pale. I'd be so sure she's getting sick because of all the drama that has occurred.

The bond between us, that glowing tether that had once burned so hot, was nothing but ash. Kael stormed from the room, his grief too wild, too loud to be contained, and when I saw him hours later, he was in Celina’s arms. Her hands stroked his back, her lips whispering comfort against his ear as he buried his face against her shoulder. The sight of it cut me deeper than the bond snapping, that the man who had pressed his lips to my temple only days ago now sought solace in another woman.

I ask warily. "I still have Brad," he says honestly. Brad. Noah’s all-seeing informant. I’ve constantly hated him. "Are you still wondering about it?" "If I stay with you," I say slowly, "I won’t pay off the two million greenbacks." "You know that changed in the settlement from the start. Stay married, and you owe me nothing." He clicks his tongue, his gaze narrowing. "But you chose disobedience, didn’t you?" I pressure a bitter smile. "Permanently this time."

He muttered. Ava noticed his tie as he moved past her. “Hold on.” she said softly, stepping closer to him. “Your tie…it’s crooked, let me fix it.” He paused. Their proximity was intimate. Closer than two people who were supposed to be just a boss and an employee. Ava lifted her hands slowly and carefully, smoothing the knot of his tie. He watched her face, her eyelashes lowered in concentration, her fingertips slightly trembling. It was not nervousness; she was trying to look as if she wasn't affected by him.

she muttered to herself, but her chest still hurt. She wasn’t supposed to feel like this. Not in a marriage that was supposed to be just paperwork and signatures. Not when they had rules, boundaries, and zero romance. But the image wouldn’t leave her head. Celine hugging him. Adrian not pushing her away. Her hand gripped the brush again, a little tighter this time. She dragged it through her hair like she could brush the thought out of her mind. Then came the sound of the door, a soft click, followed by slow footsteps.

He headed back to the Pack House, intending to finally sit Celine down and talk. The living room lights were still on. On the coffee table sat a single piece of paper and a ring. He walked over and picked up the paper. As he realized what he was looking at, it felt like a bolt of lightning had struck him. A Declaration of Dissolution. Celine wanted to sever their mate bond. His hands began to shake. His gaze fell to the ring—their wedding band, the one Celine had worn for five years. He tried to reach her through the Mind Link, but he was met with nothing but a void. She had already left the Dark Moon territory.

She blinked up at the bright sky above, confused and gasping. "Oh goddess…" Taylor dropped to her knees beside her, stroking her wet hair. "Are you okay? Tara?" Amarok didn't speak. He just stared at the girl in his arms, the strange ache in his chest, the wild pounding of the bond. For all his cursed years, the goddess had waited until now to throw chaos into his world. Two sisters. One bond. And one already hated him. "She needs to get warm," Geri said softly, watching the girl he was now tethered to by fate.

“An even better one, I might add.” “I’m not all bad,” Taylor said, shrugging one shoulder. Eliza giggled, and I couldn’t help but smile at their affection; they are both so consumed with work all the time that I forget that they are a mated and loving couple. It makes my heart swell knowing that they have found one another, and they stuck it out no matter what life threw at them. No amount of distance could come between their mate bond, and I wondered if Gavin and I would ever reach that point. I still felt like our bond was fragile, but I think that’s because it’s still so new.

"So let's make this one count. Let's build something beautiful. Something worth all the pain it took to get here." Ronan made a sound halfway between a laugh and a sob. Helena raised her hands. "By the power of the moon. By the bonds of pack and blood. By the love that has survived death itself." Her voice rang out. "I bind you. Heart to heart. Soul to soul. Forever." The bond exploded. Not painful. Not violent. Just... complete. Like a door that had been locked for seven lifetimes finally opened. I felt everything he felt. He felt everything I felt. No barriers. No walls. Just us, connected in a way that went deeper than words could describe.

Our tongues tangle together mimicking the threads of the bond entwining our souls. A bond that Tracy, or Xander, or death itself can never break.