Novel & Cerita Unwished Bonding

“When you were out there. Your anger. Your fear.” His eyes darkened. “That shouldn’t be possible yet.” “Yet?” I echoed. He hesitated. Just a second. “The bond is accelerating.” “Because of the danger?” I asked. “Because of proximity,” he said. “Because we keep choosing each other under pressure.” My pulse skipped. “That sounds like a mistake,” I said. “Yes,” he replied honestly. “And no.” The bond warmed again, spreading low and slow. I swallowed, suddenly hyper-aware of how his hands rested at my waist—firm, controlled, but close enough that moving would change everything.

In the end, I told myself it was wrong to be petty toward a grieving widow, so I was the one who gave in and apologized. Later, when Ryan wanted to put his ring back on, he couldn't find it anywhere. Luckily, I still had the original design sketches. Since my own ring was getting worn out, I decided to order a brand-new set, identical to the first. But before the rings even arrived, our bond had already shattered. I instinctively rubbed the faint pale mark where my ring used to sit. My old band was still sitting on that table back at the Pack House. "I don't want them. Even if they're brand new and identical, our bond is fractured. There's no going back."

Never in my life I’ve I wished for the ground to open and swallow me whole…anywhere was better than being here right now, making sounds like a sex deprived woman. Damn the mate bond! Damn it a million times over! For f**ks sake, it’s been seven whole years! This stupid bond shouldn’t be this intense. But no, it shot through every nerve I had and left nothing standing…like it has been waiting for this moment to ruin me. Ughhh!!!

“I will not tie my bloodline to a curse." He sounded so certain, and through the haze of pain, I started to wonder if he had indeed made a research about it. But when did he make this research, we still kissed this afternoon. My fingers clawed at the stone floor. I wanted to stand, but my legs were numb. The pain got worse. I felt like I was sinking into an abyss. “The Alpha has spoken," Lady Trish declared. "The bond is severed by free will. The Moon Goddess allows choice in the heart’s matters."

‘How? Chuckling around a mouth full of cock does Jake move to answer. ‘Its because of our bond Tori. You and I along with Zak and Alex each have a bond. A soul bond if you will. A bond greater than any mate bond could ever give us. It’s a bond that’s always been there till now.’ ‘So… I wasn’t imagining your voice that one day?’ ‘Nope. Sorry little mate. I’m real, very real. Now cum for me. I know you want to.’

But the thing that I can't understand, is that they don't have enough time to bond with us even though how much busy they are. "Of course," I laughed. “That's the reason I'm pulling, but that reason wasn't enough. I still felt unwanted because of that reason that made me run away from them. ” I slowly looked at her. She has those unidentified emotions on her eyes. She looked teary eyed. I frowned at his reaction. "Is thst the reasonwhy you run away?" She asked. “Yes. I had a reason and I learned that thing. But I have never regretted what I did that at the time. I may have been too young then but I have learned a lot in the past year.”

He hugged his wife tightly as he utters this word, “Lord, thank you! Babe, I love you!!! I love you so much!!!” It overjoyed Alyssa with what her husband said. She hugged him back. The first day she saw him suddenly flashback in her mind. It’s the day of their wedding where she first fell in love with him. Alyssa smiled to herself as Alyssa reminiscing it. She can’t believe that a former so-called “The Unwanted Marriage” has become a most promising relationship. ______THE END______

Every time the stupid matebond gives me those trashy sparks, I feel like I’m losing a piece of myself to his overwhelming shadow. I so badly want to fucking use him, satisfy this dirty carnal itch he’s started inside me, and then just walk away without looking back. But the darn bond won't let me discard him. It’s a cage made of "sparks" and "pulls," and once I dove in, I will only sink deeper andI know it, that's the reason I fucking I hate every freaking second of it. But I don't need to tell this idiotic seductive corpse in the name of a vampire all that, as if I will ever accept it… Hearing my long complaining grunts and rattle this stinky vampire Kyle deeply chuckled again before saying

Tony urged. "I don't want you, Ray," I managed to say, but my words felt hollow, empty. How had this happened? I glanced at Tony, his expression filled with hope and encouragement. Ray leaned in closer, his lips brushing against my ear as he whispered, "Complete the bond." My breath caught, and I pulled away from him. The bond remained, taunting and tempting me, connecting me to the man standing before me. Surrendering to it would be effortless, but resisting was the harder path. My mind felt muddled, and for a moment, I questioned why I was pushing back. Wasn't a mating bond supposed to be a gift, a source of happiness? That's what a mate was supposed to bring, right? Happiness.

He moves abruptly, without a word he matches out the room leaving me once more staring back at him. Cleaning the bathroom with disinfectant, wiping away the blood stain on the toilet sit and floor. Railing over what just happened, realization finally hits me. How can I continue to comprise myself Infront of him, every encounter leaves me vulnerable. I don't know what to call it, my attraction towards him, it leaves me questions with no ends. Groaning out in frustration, remembering how eager I was to clean his wounds. Is like JuJu when his close, all sense are thrown out.