True Bond Novels & Stories

he said. I looked at him. “Through the bond.” “Yes.” A pause. “And I thought it was me.” That landed exactly where it needed to. That was the function of truth. To correct the story. “It wasn’t,” I said. “I know that now.” But knowing didn’t erase it. I stepped closer to the artifact. Placed my hand against the stone. It responded immediately. Silver brightening. The bond reacted Not painfully. But sharply. Zayden inhaled. I felt it through the connection. Not discomfort. Recognition.

She called me before telling Troy that she was pregnant every time and I did the same when it was my turn. Troy found a new Beta in the Blood Mood pack. He originally wanted Creed but Creed refused, saying he didn't want that much responsibility. Troy's new new Beta is a fun and relaxed woman that's a few years older than me. She is good at calming Troy and keeping him grounded. She and her mate are happy in their new home and the pack adored them both.

"Of course you did, he's made you his Soulmate and you let him!" Grunting annoyingly, Anton yelled. "Enough, Hawk!" He snapped and Hawk glared at him. "You keep pushing this when you clearly know what a Soulmate means... in case you have forgotten let me refresh your memories. Neither Leon nor Rafa can lie to each other, they can not keep a secret from each other, they have been bonded to trust each other above any other and will die first before they can betray one another, which means, they know when the other tells the truth and when they fake a lie, so he had no reason to doubt his words." Anton smacked him across the head and Hawk groaned with a frown.

End this. I stood there looking at him. Chasing shadows where truth hides. The bond whispered - truth. Soft it hummed, yet never quiet. Stillness broke each time. No deception. “Fine,” I said after a pause. Stay away from me after this. Don't kiss me. This bond doesn’t turn us into allies, so stop acting like it does He nodded. "Agreed." A low sound rolled through the air it was nearer this time, it was out beyond where the mist thins.

A true triad bond, rare and powerful and right in a way that made my soul sing. For one perfect night, I’d let myself believe.

The only thing was that it didn’t seem to be as effective now that he was bonded. Usually, he could push these first signs away for a day or two very easily but he was already struggling to fight it off. Perhaps it was the constant closeness of his mate that was making it so hard. It was like his body didn’t understand why it needed to wait when his mate was right there. He wanted to tear his hair out in frustration. Trace had found a farmer with a patch of land that his cows weren’t grazing and was willing to negotiate the use of it for a few days.

“The bond... it shows everything. Even the darker parts of people. You can’t hide anything, not really; there’s no way to..." “To keep secrets?" Brandon questioned, gazing over at the other male. Win is afraid of the truth. “I’m not afraid of the truth!" He spat, his gold eyes flashing. “I’m just not good. And Braze is, and he doesn’t deserve all this darkness.” “Oh,” Brandon murmurs, blinking in surprise. "And then: The bond is forever, Win." Win frowned, looking away as he tightened his arm around Braze's waist. “Two people… That’s a lot to deal with.”

For now, that was learning all about this match and bond business. I waited for Justen to leave before grabbing a few books. I sat down in a big comfy armchair, in a secluded corner. Losing track of time as I read. A true match occurs once every 100 years. A true match will heighten each other’s powers. True matches have an unbreakable bond. Giving them the ability to read each other’s emotions and over time thoughts. They can borrow and give power to each other. The draw to a true match, is extremely strong. The draw will continue to grow, until both matches have accepted each other. Because of the power true matches possess, little is known about them. Many were killed before achieving the

“Mutual?” “Both directions.” Her finger moved along the faded text. “The command wolf claims the True Luna. The True Luna returns the claim. Only then is that individual bond anchored into the larger Sacred Pack.” The room suddenly felt considerably warmer. I looked at Grant again. Our bond had changed after he marked me. Then it had changed again when I marked him. Two surges. Exactly what Julien, Brax, and Linc had felt from forty miles away. Grant seemed to reach the same conclusion.

Myra asked calmly too. “I am not trying to say anything but the truth. It is enough to break the mate bond. Mate bond exists because each individual involved believes at least, that the partner that is with them in the bond will not hurt them. It is basic trust form. The whole bond is about trust. So why will I trust a female who continue to lie to me and does it so easily that if it was not because of that incident, I would be inclined to think that maybe I imagined the whole thing?” Cole asked and Myra bent her head as her eyes landed on the covers, she was sitting up and looking at Cole before, she dropped her head. Their cozy cuddling of less than five minutes ago was ruined.