"The only thing to stop the bond from getting stronger is doing significant damage to it.”

“What kind of damage?”

“I think you know exactly what kind of damage Keenan, the worst and most unimaginable things you can think of? Do it. If the damage is bad enough, it could even kill the bond. The more you starve and neglect this bond, the more it will wither and hopefully... die. But you can’t half-ass it, Keenan, you have to be committed.”

And I WOULD be.
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I once wrote a story, a brutal story

About a human girl who was destined for the alpha beast

Only he could not find her worthy

So he threw her to his wolves to feast

He'd taken everything from her

Her laugh, her love, her peace

He didn't know

That the bond was not meant for release

Your mate is a most treasured gift from the moon

and like an arrogant child

From the goddess's fury, he thought he was immune

He'd have to see her

As she rose from the ground

And finally, she grasped, that to him she was not bound

She had choices

A chance to claim the life that was stolen

Now by his hand

She could no longer be broken

All while she finds solace in the arms of his enemy, once his friend

He'd live life longing for her

Yearning for the future that could've been

But the moon's wrath he should've heeded

For with this karma

He realized he was never needed

    (This story may not be suitable for all ages)

Tame a Monster

The bowling gathering went surprisingly well. There were more people there than I expected, including the girl from my math class, Nelly. 


We split into two teams, the boys vs. the girls, and of course, to no surprise to myself, I sucked ass at bowling. Every shot I kept shooting just ended up in the gutter, it was so embarrassing, why did I even agree to this? At that point Daniel got up from his seat and stood right behind, attempting to show me proper form. 


“See that’s your problem! The ball is too heavy for you!” He says taking the 14 pound bowling ball out of my hands. Thank goodness, my right hand was starting to hurt from carrying it. 


“David, could you get me a six pound ball from the desk?” Without another word, David did as commanded. 


Daniel helped me get my first strike of the game, finally. But by coincidence or pure chance, I don't know, but Lacey and Nelly now needed help with their bowling formation and were asking Daniel to show them how to bowl properly. 


Chapter Twenty Two