Zepbound Stories Novels & Stories

I couldn't deny the twisted connection that bound us, an enigmatic bond forged through a shared history. Zeke's resolute stance mirrored my own inner turmoil. His voice resonated with determination as he confronted Devin, his words laced with an unyielding conviction. "I am the Lycan King of the Green River Pack, and I have witnessed firsthand the suffering Azure endured at the hands of those who claimed to care for him. I cannot, in good conscience, allow you to take him away." The tension between Zeke and Devin hung heavy in the air, their opposing wills colliding like storm fronts in a battle for dominance. I felt trapped between them, torn between the remnants of my painful past and the

“It is. That's why not all people meet their bounds and not all people who meet their bounds marry them either.” “I hope I meet my bound,” Raf drawled his speech, eyes struggling to stay open. Anne could see that he was about to fall asleep, she slowed down her strokes on his hair and tried to stay still just until he fell asleep. “I'm sure you will.” Raf yawned. “But mother, is father your bound?” “No, he's not.” “I figured,” Raf slurred. Anne smiled, strokes slowing to a final stop. “Why would you say that?”

“Where are you headed?” “Home.” “Perfect. I’ll drop you.” “You don’t have to.” “I know.” Sarah smiled. “Then thank you.” A few minutes later, they were driving through the city, talking about everything and nothing. Jenny filled most of the ride with stories about her family, work, and the chaos that came with having too many relatives who all insisted on being involved in each other’s lives. By the time they arrived at Sarah’s apartment, neither of them seemed eager to end the conversation.

The smells from the kitchens are amazing, the energy is intense. Levantus isn’t holding anything back, setting a banquet to announce us. Goddess, my heart feels like it’s going to beat right out of my chest. After having lived so long without a pack, without a home, a connection other than Arius. It almost feels like too much, overwhelming so much of me. Yet, my bond with Levantus has strengthened. Everyday I am with him it is more intense. Both of us are barely able to restrain ourselves from marking the other. That is the final step to seal our bond.

My reflection showed a red mark on my neck, and around that mark were hickeys. I slept naked, so I also saw bruises all over my body, especially near my joints. Goddammit! Wait, if the bruises were real, did that mean what happened last night was real too? If that was the case, then my soul must've transmigrated into Nathaniel's doll and shared her senses. Which also meant Nathaniel did have a girl he loved but couldn't get, and he was also a beastfolk! Joy beyond any description filled my heart. I jumped up and down with joy, laughing loudly. Finally, I could blackmail him! I charged right into his company to verify my guess."

I ask. Still peering at the river below, Shane shrugs. “The stories change with every generation. Some say the Primordials learned to speak like humans and eventually began shifting into them as well. Others claim they hunted men in return, their magic allowing them to take the form of every life they stole.” His voice drops a notch. “But one truth is constant across every folklore.” He pauses again. “The Primordials all died, or at least went extinct. Every last one.”

“We’ll get her back. My father is making it the top priority.” He nodded, fighting back the pain lurching in his stomach. “Thank you.” “You know,” Zale began, leaning back against the wall. “Before you and her became friends, I had a huge crush on Suki.” “What?!” Brendan snapped. Reynard looked at Brendan, annoyed, and whispered down their bond, ‘Will you relax?’ Brendan rolled his eyes and looked away. Furrowing his brows at his friend, Zale continued, “Yeah… We were with each other all the time growing up because of our dads. They would always joke about how they were going to set us up if we never found our fated mates.”

“I forget how things are in a small pack, not knowing any of the events going on more than an hour’s ride in any direction.” She sighed. “There are days I’d give anything to go back to a life of blissful ignorance.” From someone else, notably Lyra, the comments might have felt like an insult, but not from Seraphina .She was only stating it as it was, not casting judgment. “I’d prefer not to be ignorant in this.” She offered a small nod. “Alpha Maximum of the Ironclaw Dominion pack of the Northern region heard of the foretelling and, knowing a united Southern region would pose a danger to him, came to the Mystic Rune pack and kidnapped Tristan.

“That’s a dangerous promise.” Valtor straightened, his expression hardening. “You tell me. What happened at Dreadfall?” Gaia’s breath hitched. The name alone sent a shiver down her spine. “I—I’m not sure. It’s all a blur.” “You’re lying to me, Gaia, and I don't accept that,” he said, his tone firm but not unkind. She hesitated, her fingers tightening around the railing. “They wanted something from me... my blood. Kieran, the Sentinel of Eternity, kept saying it was special, that it could change everything.”

Zeke said, his expression hard to read. “I will never leave Kyra, I will do what is needed of me to remain at her side.” I vowed and I knew that there was nothing in this world that would make me want to leave her. “Good.” He stated, looking more relaxed. “Now go fix whatever you need to. Make things right with Caleb, because whether you like it or not, Caleb will always be with Kyra. Their bond is absolute. There are ways to fix a mate bond or even a Champion bond, but life bonds are just that, for life.” Zeke said, then stood up and started walking away, without waiting for a response.