J.Bree

The bonds that tie book 2

Savage bonds 

Anna Stewart

If she were a normal Bond, someone who actually gave a fuck about any of us, then I’d be more forgiving, but she proved how little she thinks of us all a long time ago. There are many names I’ve been called in my life but a blind fool isn’t one of them.

I let the calm and sure mask settle back over my features, the measures I’m forced to take to inhabit this world without being hunted in the night. 

Little do they all know that I’m most comfortable in the dark.

“Any explanation for us yet, Fallows? Anything to say about lying to us all for months about what you can do?” he says, and Gabe turns to glare at him in my defense. 

The eight-pack hottie is really growing on me, dammit.

I accept that I’m going to die here wrapped up in him and I’ll never regret it, not even while I’m rotting six feet under and burning in the pits of hell for all of my sins.

And then he stalks forward with me still securely wrapped around him until he reaches Sage, dropping one arm to offer her some help if she needs it. When she shakes her head, he motions at her to follow him back to the plane, keeping my friend safe without a word from me, because even in the short time he’s known me, he’s figured out just how to reach my ice- wrapped heart.

I see some bonding in there. Go Gabe and Atlas! 

"Don't take another fucking step near my Bond or I'll rip your fucking throat out with my bare teeth." 

I wonder which one of the crew has been stupid enough to try to approach us because he cannot be talking to one of the Dravens like that, but then Nox says, snark dripping down his words, "She's my Bond as well." 

Atlas scoffs. "No, she's your punching bag, your favorite victim. She's the default villain in every one of your stories. You move even an inch closer and I'll take the whole fucking plane out to stop you. No more warnings."

He has a casual way of interacting with me, a complete disregard of whether it’s appropriate to be touching me, which is both refreshing and terrifying. 

“They don’t know half of what I can do, Bond. If they did, they wouldn’t dare call me 

“I feel like we’re at a wake, except it’s just our wills to live that are dead,” Atlas murmurs as the kitchen doors open and the house staff begin to serve us dinner.

He came here after I ran away from him with nothing but acceptance and a willingness to fight for me when I have nothing to offer him. 

If I could do it without risking everything, I’d Bond with him right the hell now. I’d do it without hesitation, ready to commit to him for the rest of our lives, because this is a good man and, fuck, do I need one of those.

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