To Bleed A Fated Bond Novels & Stories

On the funeral day, a mysterious woman in black, hiding behind dark sunglasses, made her appearance. She strode up to Keith without bothering to take off her sunglasses, her posture radiating confidence. With a swift motion, she slapped him right across the face. Keith's reaction was surprisingly subdued. He just nudged his cheek with his tongue and gave her a detached look. The sight of him, so devoid of life, infuriated her. In a flash, she ripped off her sunglasses, revealing her stunning face, her eyes blazing with anger as she yelled, "Keith, do you even remember your promise? You swore you'd look after Elsie, how could you let her down?"

She deserves the truth, but I don’t have it in me to console her. “Oh Sabrina!” Ivy choked on her words. “Thank you…thank you so much,” “No, don’t thank me. What you did was admirable and if there is anything I can do to help, I always will,” she said. “But I can’t hold onto the wall for too long. It would be a matter of time before Killian figures out that something is suspicious,” “What the fuck is this blood bond even?” Noah demanded. “It's a bond created by binding the blood of two entities. It creates a channel between them that allows them to be connected to each other,” Sabrina muttered.

My voice comes out weak. Calix doesn’t answer. I shake my head slowly. “No… no…” I whisper. My throat tightens painfully. “I would have felt it.” My eyes lift to his desperately. “If Draven died… I would have felt the bond break.” The words leave my mouth in a rush. The bond between fated mates is not something that disappears quietly. It shatters. It burns. It destroys you from the inside out. I would have felt it. I know I would have.

I tilt my head. “Now you’re using your gift, Zara. Just like the strands of fate, they are very fragile when bound. You need the right solution for them. You will find a thousand ways to destroy the bond. The correct solution keeps it together. That is your fate. Find the cure.” Her voice is urgent, but her soft eyes look at me compassionately. “Bond?” I think of all the notes I scribbled on the wall of the penthouse, wondering if anything in them shows the two molecules being bound.

Lyeon shrinks back, gripping the edge of his desk so tightly his knuckles turn white. “The... yes, the fated bond is powerful, Alpha. But because of the neglect from her fated mate, her wolf was dying and her bond was weakening to the point that it stalled. The bond was already muted. Numbed. You were prone to feel nothing because everything she had left of you was already dead.” My grip tightens on the death report, wrinkling the parchment and smudging the ink.

I shake my head. She nods, “I’m curious, Whisper or Sadie died on the operating table, and they brought her back, isn’t that, right?” I nod, “yes,” I watch her with curiosity. She stands, her brows creased, “and the fated bond with Alpha Michael still exists, I mean if one of the bonded dies the bond breaks,” she looks at me, “of course their bond was never tethered together, she was too young, but still would it exist?” She pours herself another cup of tea and refills my cup.

“Call for him all you want. He’ll hear you, and he’ll feel every second of this. But he won’t get here in time.” The blade appeared in his other hand, its edge wicked and glinting in the moonlight. He tilted my head, exposing the bond mark on my neck. “Do you know what happens when a bond is severed?” he asked, his tone almost conversational. “It’s not just pain, Henry. It’s annihilation. A piece of your soul ripped away forever. And your dear Xavier? He’ll feel it too.” “No…” I choked out, my throat raw. “You can’t—”

“Yes. But you can only bond with someone else if you’ve rejected your fated one, or they are dead. Otherwise, even if you mate, and the fated one shows up, your little romance will not stand a chance. The bond is the most important thing.” Stefan has been looking for my sister for years because she is his fated one. I’m way out of depth here. According to Thomas, she’s still alive. That means, no matter how much I feel like sticking to his side, I really need to get out of here. “So, how do you know if you’ve bonded?” “When a male has bonded with you, he’ll mark you. With his scent.” She leans forward and whispers conspiratorially, “I hear you can smell it coming from his pores like incense.

He attempted to step away from it, but he couldn't because it kept on following him. Then I remembered what I had seen at the garden's entrance before we entered. Debitus constitutus promissio(Debt Establishment, promise.) It was written in block letters and a language I didn't know I could comprehend until now. No one was able to read it, not even Maya. Aiden had vowed, and he wouldn't escape from it until he fulfilled his wish or until he was dead. He clasped the sword, and his eyes bored into mine. “I'm sorry,” He muttered.

"Then me being here has no meaning. I can't give you what you want Ace so there's no need of me being here." "Tsk, tsk, tsk. That's where your wrong Sora. There are three ways in which a bond can be broken. one, death; two, rejection from both party and three... a connection stronger than the mating bond which is why fated bonds exists. And clearly I lack in all department." "What's the fourth option?" I asked as Ace snapped his fingers. Two doctors quickly held me doctor, another secured my head so I could barely move while I watched as another stood close to Ace. He had a syringe in his hand which had a transparent liquid that he let two drops fall off the needle.