Synopsis

"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.-----------------I once wrote a story, a brutal storyAbout a human girl who was destined for the alpha beastOnly he could not find her worthySo he threw her to his wolves to feastHe'd taken everything from herHer laugh, her love, her peaceHe didn't knowThat the bond was not meant for releaseYour mate is a most treasured gift from the moonand like an arrogant childFrom the goddess's fury, he thought he was immuneHe'd have to see herAs she rose from the groundAnd finally, she grasped, that to him she was not boundShe had choicesA chance to claim the life that was stolenNow by his handShe could no longer be brokenAll while she finds solace in the arms of his enemy, once his friendHe'd live life longing for herYearning for the future that could've beenBut the moon's wrath he should've heededFor with this karmaHe realized he was never needed (This story may not be suitable for all ages)