"Time for you to regret your decision mate." He said coolly before sinking his teeth into me.
No, he did not bite me in the neck where my neck meets my shoulder. It would mean he marked me. No, he did more than that.
He bit where my heart was located. He chained me to him. He shackled my soul to his. He made sure that I would never run away from him again. Ever.
It's a rare thing to do but he did. Biting where my heart is simply indicates that I'm tied to him beyond anything. He would know and feel everything about me, what I'm thinking, what I'm talking. Hell, he would even know if a male touches me no matter where I am. This is the strongest bond there is and it is rarely used on your mate because if you get hurt, your mate gets hurt, if you die, your mate dies as well.
It was quite normal in the old days but as time evolved it became lesser and lesser and now it's considered as rare. Mainly because your mate doesn't want you to get hurt or die if something were to happen so they avoid the chain link and stop at the marking and mating phase.
Luckily, it won't enhance the mate bond. The chain link will not make us go crazy for each other. It just ties us mentally and physically.
In simpler words, I can't run, hide, think, talk or even scratch myself without him knowing, but only if he wants to. If he opens the chain link between us then he would know everything that's happening to me that moment and if he chooses to not open it then he won't know anything. I hope it would be the latter mostly.
Unfortunately, I can't snoop around his mind because he initiated the chain link. I can't do what he can do with the chain link. It's a one way thing.
It would make me feel like a walking prisoner knowing that my mate is aware of everything and anything that's going on with me.
We kinda deserved it. He did mention we would regret it.
You think! Who's fault was that running away?!
I'm sorry. It's my fault. I just wanted to rile him up.
"Shift, Angel. We can talk about this like normal people."
Like hell! I don't have any clothes with me and he don't have any to give me either.
"No" I said adamant.
"I don't have clothes with me, Angel. Shift so I could carry you back home without anyone noticing."
I was contemplating. Wait. He could just carry me like this, couldn't he?
"Why do I need to shift? You can carry me either way or are those muscles just for show?" He gave me a black look.
"I didn't give you a choice, Angel. Shift before I make you." I glared at him.
He just wants to see me in the nude! That poop!
"I hate you!" I did not mean that at all but he doesn't have to know that. I just hope he haven't opened the chain link yet.
"I opened it the moment the link was established, Angel." He was wolf-smirking.
"I still hate you."
"Let's not be difficult and shift."
I waited for a whole two minutes glaring at him before I transformed back. I did not look at him during the whole process.
My face was resembling a tomato now. I sat there with my knees to my chest trying not to flash him anything.
This is so embarrassing.
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LobisomemZander Anarchy Black, Alpha of the Black Moon Pack, the strongest, notorious and the most biggest pack in the United Kingdom. The word black seems to surround him, his name, his pack and unfortunately his heart as well. He cares for no one, loves no...