Binding To Geniuses To Become Stronger の小説・ストーリー

I'm so fucking stupid. “Gunner?” she breathed out, “Gunner, you just used my power”. I put her on her feet and she grabbed my hands, turning them over in her hands, examining my fingers and palms. “How, how did you do that?” she asked. I didn’t know how to answer her, because I didn’t know how I did it. I know what I did but how is another story. “It’s your bond” Mum said from behind us, “Because your True Mate bond allows you to share your gifts, now, that apparently includes the powers of the Goddess too”

I asked softly. “That’s because you are stronger now. The wolfsbane is still in your system, but our bond is much stronger. It can’t hurt you like it did anymore.” Athina explained. Letting out a shaky breath, relief washed over me as she spoke, “Thank you. Thank you for saving me.” “You saved yourself. By accepting our bond, my strength is your strength. And it wasn’t just me, you are much stronger than you think.” A smile tugged at the corners of my lips. I always felt alone, but now I wasn’t. It was strange, but yet it felt comforting, it was like I had found a piece of me that was missing.

She perceived me as fundamentally real, as existing independent of any bond, and her perception made it true. The shutdown stopped. I could breathe again. I could think. But the pain of Xavier's absence was still crushing. "The ritual," I gasped. "Have to finish.." "Then finish it," Riley said fiercely, not letting go of me. "I've got you. I'll hold you together. Luna, help Theo!" Through the twin bond, I felt Theo making his choice. Accepting the Genesis Flame fully. Taking the burning creative force into his Reality Anchor consciousness. And I felt him transform.

"While the fever burned. I saw fire. Not normal fire. It came from inside me. It wanted out." Darius's arm tightened around me. "Your power. It's surfacing." Caelum's thumb stroked the back of my hand. "The prophecy Mara mentioned. Soul-binding. Amplifying. Whatever it is, it's strong. Too strong for one mate to anchor alone." I looked up at him. "That's why both of you had to stay." He nodded. "The bond needs equilibrium. One can't overpower the other." Darius grunted. "Meaning we stop trying to kill each other and start figuring out how to keep you alive."

“But remember—the same roots that bind can also strangle. Control requires balance.” I tested the limits, expanding the vines farther across the soil. They obeyed without hesitation, moving wherever my focus went. When I imagined an enemy, they surged upward like snakes, piercing through invisible targets. When I pictured defense, they wove together, forming a barrier strong enough to absorb impact. It drained me quickly—my breath came shallow, sweat slicked my neck. The vines trembled before retreating into the ground. The connection faded, leaving me dizzy but exhilarated. [Skill Progress: Verdant Bind +12%]

"The ones who swore their lives to the truth. To protect the bloodline. The blood oath isn’t just a story it’s a bond. It’s magic, and it's tied to your very soul." I shook my head. This was too much. "I don’t understand. I just want to go back." Her smile faded a little. "You will. But you needed to see this first. The bond has awakened in you. It’ll only grow stronger from now on. The visions, the voices… they’ll return. You need to learn to control it. Or it will consume you." "Visions? Voices?" "The past lives of the Oathed," she said softly. "They live in you now."

I wanted to move, but my body was rooted to the spot, as if the truth he’d just dropped had nailed me into the earth. I already knew it, didn’t I? I’d lived through the Binding Trial. I’d felt the magic weave itself between me and all three of them, Riven, Thorne, and Kael. I’d stood there as the pack gasped and whispered, as if I’d turned into some kind of anomaly overnight. And I’d shared myself with each of them. Once. Twice. Enough for the bond to deepen, enough for a life to spark inside me, a life I couldn’t keep.

" _*]:min-w-0" "How is it problematic?" I asked. "I have abilities that helped save lives. That seems positive." _*]:min-w-0"> "It's problematic because Luna powers traditionally emerge through mate bonding between Alpha female and pack leader. You're not bonded and Ben isn't pack leader. That suggests either your abilities are anomalous or there's bonding we're not aware of." _*]:min-w-0"> "There's no secret bonding. My abilities manifested because I refused to let Ben die. Emergency situations sometimes trigger unprecedented responses."

Grendel did not answer. "ANSWER ME!" "No," Lyra said quickly. "Not all of it. Your mother's spirit guided your rebirth. That was not us. Your bond with Noah and Neal, that was natural. A true triad bond cannot be manufactured. But the circumstances that led to those things... the bloodline, the powers, the potential... yes. Those were cultivated. Over generations." I felt my knees buckle. Neal caught me, his arms around my waist, holding me up.

I was afraid of the slow, insidious pull Dante already had over me. The way his voice slipped into my veins. The way his touch burned even when I hated him. The way part of me almost wanted him to chase me. No. I couldn’t afford that weakness. I would find a way out. Or I would die trying. Dante POV I’d built this house to be a fortress. Not just of stone and steel, but of loyalty. Every guard, every maid, every driver—handpicked, trained, bound to me by fear or favor.