Status: I'll update as much as I can!

Till We Disappear

The Wax Will Drip as so as Blood

Bonding is just what it sounds like, bonding. BUT in our case it’s much more, we’re bonded; physically, emotionally, mentally, and even bonded in our senses, even the sixth sense.
Bonding was the cutting of flesh of your mate, drinking each other’s blood and leaving your mark, the mark leaving a sent as well as a visual mark. The mark lets other immortals know that you’re taken. Mortals, on the other hand, only see the visual; it looks as if you’ve had a healed scarification piece.
Markings are simple to understand; the mark of the female on the male is her initials, the mark by the male on the female is more like a brand, a logo of the pack he comes from.
As of now, I’m about to be bonded with the man that I’m spending OUR eternity with. If he dies, I die and vise-versa.
We set up my room for the bonding ritual. A black crystal hung in front of my window, candles were placed in the corners, and now blood spills.
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This is an unfinished chapter that I cut short, I kind of want this story to go in a different direction. I'm sorry I havent updated lately. (/.\)