All Chapters of The Binding: Chapter 101 - Chapter 108

The Heart BeneathSaxaThe mountain moves again. Not like an avalanche, not like stone breaking free and crashing down the slope. This is slower. Worse.The kind of movement that belongs to something enormous waking up beneath skin that was never meant to stretch this far. Every thread in the valley pulls taut at once.The glowing lines beneath the snow sharpen, brightening until the whole clearing looks webbed in veins of buried lightning. The creatures nearest the tear stiffen simultaneously, their heads tilting toward the ridge as if they’re hearing the same voice from very far away.My wolf presses hard against my ribs. Not panic.The ground under my boots trembles again, deeper now, more deliberate—less like shaking and more like a pulse. A heartbeat. One that does not belong to any living thing I understand.“Oh, hell no,” Ingrid whispers.No one corrects her. No one can. Because the mountain is still moving.Anja lifts her face toward it, silver light catching along the edge of

The Pull of the HeartSaxaThe mountain eventually stops roaring.That is somehow worse.The sudden silence spreads across the valley like a held breath, the kind that comes just before something breaks.The threads beneath the snow tighten.All of them.Not violently.Not chaotically.Deliberately.Like something enormous just wrapped its fingers around every line of power running through the valley.Elias inhales sharply beside me.“…that’s new.”The glyph beneath his shirt pulses again, brighter than before but steadier than it had been when the system was tearing him apart.This time the light doesn’t flare outward.It pulls.The threads react instantly.Every glowing strand shifts direction.Toward the mountain.The creatures standing in the clearing feel it too.The seven that turned toward me stiffen, their silver eyes snapping toward the ridge as the pull tightens through the system.The others—those already walking toward the mountain—don’t hesitate.They begin moving faster.

The Boundary that BreaksSaxaThe mountain stops waiting, the moment the thought finishes forming in my mind—The heart pulses again.Hard.The shockwave rolls through the valley like thunder trapped under stone. Snow bursts from the ridge in glittering clouds. The threads beneath the clearing flare so bright the ground looks like it’s made of fractured starlight.Elias gasps, “Okay, yeah, that might be worse.”The glyph beneath his shirt begins burning again, not violently like before. But just as intense. Ike the system just grabbed hold of him and refused to let go. Gran tightens her grip on his shoulder. “You cannot keep channeling this much power.”Elias lets out a strained laugh. “Pretty sure the mountain isn’t asking for my permission.”The creatures on the ridge begin moving again, but differently this time. Not all toward the heart.Some stop, turn.Looking back towards the clearing, toward me.The threads react instantly.Every glowing strand connected to those creatures tig

The Valley ChangesSaxaNo one moves after the creature speaks.The valley seems to freeze around us. Snow drifts slowly through the clearing, glowing faintly silver where the threads burn beneath the ground.The malformed wolf lies motionless at the creature's feet, his breath ragged but growing more steady.Alive.That should feel like a relief, but it doesn’t.Because the thing kneeling beside him just fixed something none of us understood.And it did effortlessly.Eirik steps forward carefully. Every muscle in his body is tense.Protective.Ready to kill if he has to.The creature turns its silver eyes toward him.Not hostile.Just watching.Learning. The threads around its hands dim slowly.Gran drops beside the injured wolf immediately, her hands trembling as she checks his pulse.“He’s stable,” she whispers.Ingrid stares at the creature. “You just… healed him?”The creature tilts its head slightly.“he … tearing.”Its voice sounds smoother now.Less broken.Like every word tea