Binding Threads Novels & Stories

But he had already agreed and had given his word to his father and Skye was now his mate. Once they were bonded, his instincts would most likely override any desire to leave him behind anyway. May as well get this done with while he still had his head. An old beta man followed behind the barmaid and it was easy to see the wound she had spoken of. No wonder no one had been able to fix it. The index finger of his left hand was bent at an odd angle and curled outward. It looked painful and Linus would be surprised if he could move it at all.

“Not to bind their bodies, but their blood.” Back on the mountain, Fenric felt it. He staggered suddenly, one hand clutching his chest as a cold sensation wrapped around his ribs. Not physical, but deeper. A pull in the thread. A tightening. Sira stepped toward him. “What is it?” He met her eyes, and his voice was hoarse. “They’ve begun to forge a counter-thread. They’re going to bind the blood itself.” Syra paled, her lips parting slightly. “Blood-binding is forbidden. Not just by law by instinct. It was erased for a reason.”

“The Thread cannot be destroyed. Only released or reborn.” Seren nodded. “That is what it is asking.” Vaughn pushed himself upright, wincing. “Asking how.” Seren looked at me. It was not a question. It was a truth. “Through you,” she said. The words struck like a blow. “What,” I said hoarsely. “The bond,” she continued. “It anchored the Thread. It stabilized it.” The gate flared brighter. “To carry it forward,” she said, “it must move through a bonded pair.”

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“Then, why do you do it if it brings bad luck to people? “I’m just thinking in advance! They said, if two people died, it would bind lovers together in the hereafter.” Clayton sighed and surrender to her. He doesn’t want to see her sad. “Alright, after all those are just beliefs.” Barbara smiled as she attached the other end of the thread to her wrist then they held hands. “Yeah! We have nothing to lose by trying.” “I will make you believe that this red thread will tie us together forever. Until death do us part.” Clayton pinched her nose. “Silly! Even if it doesn’t have a thread, I won’t be lost by your side. I will always be with you forever.”

“The node the offsite override. Can we stop it from here?” Cole slid into the chair at the primary console. “Maybe. If Harrison left it unguarded.” He typed rapidly, fingers flying over the keys. “Come on… come on…” Lines of code spilled across the screen, shifting like a living thing. “There his signal. But it’s bouncing across seven proxy servers.” “Can you break it?” Jackson asked, pacing behind him like a caged animal ready to strike. “Yes but it’ll take time.” “We don’t have time,” Savannah said.

My ass throbbed from the raw pounding he’d just given me, but the shock cut through the afterglow sharper than any bite. Lorenzo pulled out slowly, careful despite the heat still simmering between us. He turned me around, big hands steady on my hips as he met my eyes. “Yeah. Reef. The new bond thread latched onto him. Anchor-adjacent blood. Latent as hell, but it woke up the second your power went wide open during the release.”

She nods weakly, but I can feel the hesitation, the thread tugging, pulling her thoughts back into its grasp. I clench my jaw, heart hammering. It won’t take her from me. Not now. Not ever. I force my claws into the ground, summoning everything I am, every bit of my power, every scrap of alpha dominance and raw will. I push it outward, not in violence toward her—but at the thread itself. Let it feel the force of what binds me to her, what protects her. The bond flares around us. Silver sparks fly, mingling with crimson tendrils. The thread hisses, recoiling, then surging again, trying to entwine itself deeper, to bypass our defenses.

And guess what, it's a code lock that can be unlocked inside before you can get out. I heard his slow step approaching me. I did not look at him, I just raised my hand to the door and dipped my head in it. What a witty bastard. He hugged me from behind and put his head on my shoulder. "I told you. You're not gonna leave me again. Four years is enough Cassandra, it's time for you to hear me out baby." he sighed and kissed my head. I smiled bitterly even though he could not see it. "What else do I need to hear? How did you betray me?" I bitterly said.

I wrapped my hand around the shaft and began to pump but he grabbed my hand and held it above my head, continuing to pleasure me with the other hand. “Inside…. now” I managed to whimper and he didn’t need me to ask twice. He removed his fingers and swiftly plunged himself deep inside me. He continued to massage my bud as he thrust in and out with perfect rhythm. Our bodies and souls forming their complete connection. Just as we both bordered on our climax an audible crack echoed through the chamber, signifying that our tether was complete. All the fibres of our souls had interwoven and combined, rendering us soul-bound for life.