True Bond Novels & Stories

he replied to his friends. ‎ ‎His friends understand him very well and he's lucky to have them. Even though he is stupid, he is still able to understand them like his Grandmother. ‎ ‎ ‎"Just be careful bro.I'm sure if Nana Tinda finds out what happened to you and you lied to her, she'll definitely be upset," Timothy answered him. He nodded to his friend because that's exactly might happen. ‎ ‎ ‎"Enough with Ella and Roxanne's thingy. Let's talk about business," said Lander as if there was a new proposal to their mutual friends. He just shook his head. He just wanted to sleep and rest.

"In sickness and in health, for richer or poorer, and for all the days to come, to cherish, honor, and be true to her, for as long as you both shall live. Mr. Stone, do you take this woman?" "I do," Tyler said without missing a beat. "Do you, Ms. Stewart, take this man to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, for richer or poorer, promising to love, honor, and be true to him for as long as you both shall live?" Zyra was just about to speak when a voice cut through the silence of the crowd. "Hold on a sec." It was not loud, but it was enough to make the officiant pause and look out into the sea of faces.

Andrew ventured. "Actually I found out some excellent news but, unfortunately, apparently the reason we don't hear of white bonds often is because they are extinguished. They are considered a threat. You have something very special and what this can mean for you, your family, and your pack is extraordinary." She looked scared. I felt Andrew's hand tighten on mine.

No shadow of the past, no lingering mistrust, could ever erase the truth of it. The pulse of the bond lingered in my chest, soft yet unyielding, a constant whisper of truth that even in silence, even in doubt, I was his, and he was mine.

It feels like every person there has it out for me. First Leah, then Holly, then Claude. And now I knew that damned drug hurt my mother and robbed my matebond. These people—they deserve to burn in hell! “If I can’t figure out the truth about that drug, I may never be able to find my mate bond,” I said anxiously. “I’ll have people look into it. Don’t worry. Your bond with Tristan was alright wasn’t it? Plus I can feel the connection between us. I know you’re my destined one. We just need time to figure this out.”

"There is a phenomenon among the kindred, rarer than a solar eclipse, known as the True Mate bond. It is not a choice. It is a cosmic recognition. When a Sovereign meets their true mate, the universe demands total surrender." Rebecca felt the breath leave her lungs, a sudden, dizzying whiplash spinning through her mind. The soul keeps every single receipt. "He recognized me," Rebecca whispered, remembering the violent, cracked-open look on Lucian's face when she had crossed the threshold, and the way he had gasped when her own emotions buckled her knees. "On the porch... and in the doorway of this very room. He asked me what we were doing."

She had watched Leon dismiss that silence and called it proof that the bond was strong enough to endure anything she did. Now the pack had heard the truth from a dying rogue’s mouth. Now Leon had looked at her like a stranger. Now Corinne stood beside another man with a silver bond that glowed like something the Goddess had kept hidden until the false one burned away. Trisha’s breathing grew sharper. She rose and paced the narrow length of the cell as much as the broken arm allowed, each step sending white pain up her shoulder.

She sits down, looking at me expectantly. “Who’s the pair?” I ask, already dreading the answer. “Well, if you absolutely need to know it’s Alpha Liam and his bitch of a Luna.” She spits out the title, rolling her eyes. “She’s a fake, and clearly using dark magic to trap him. I need to know if I can break their matebond if it’s real, and the curse if that’s what is holding them together.” I school my face into a neutral mask of curiosity, giving her a blank smile.

“You weren’t just a boy who bit a stranger, Ronan. You started something.” His eyes meet mine. “There are three stages to the bond. You know that, don’t you?” “Remind me.” “The First Bite—instinctual, primal. Happens in fear or fury. That was us, under the roots. The Trial Bond—public, political. What I claimed during the council. But the True Bond… that one’s chosen. Mutually. Permanent.” “And we never got there.” He nods, slowly. “Because I left. Because I buried it. I thought if I left it dormant, it would die.”

She glanced at the tablet again, then folded her arms. “You two are true mates.” Silence fell over the room like a dropped pane of glass then Mia scoffed, sharp and dry. Dr. Hennes continued. “Your bodies never severed the original bond. Even after all this time. Even with Mr Brown being tethered to someone else after. A secondary bond can provide stability, even comfort, but it doesn’t override a true mating bond. Especially one unmarked.” Ezra’s chest rose and fell, jagged. “But he was marked. By someone else. How is that even possible?”