Novel & Cerita Bound By Tension

His words slurred slightly and Sihana shook her head. “Faro …” His hand circled around her throat and he squeezed as he pulled her pajama bottoms down. The towel fell to the floor and he shifted onto the bed, his cock already hard and poking at her entrance. Sihana couldn’t scream, she could barely breathe and her eyes widened even more with fear. Faro squeezed tighter around her neck and she tried desperately to suck air into her lungs. Her whole body froze when he thrusted his cock inside her. It burned and hurt and she could feel liquid on her thighs as he pumped in and out of her.

Why else would the Alpha king leave him to make the decisions? "Is there something you would like to tell us, Alice?" King Ren offered. There was resignation in his eyes, as if he couldn't wait for all this to be over. He hated that his son had been dragged into this. But well, it was customary to pay for the sins of one's ancestor. Alice shrugged. "One is bound means there is someone bound to the prince, and immune to his curse. Is she one of them?" Now it was Talon's turn to be surprised. "What are you talking about?"

Only balance. Only tension. Only the certainty— That the next move… Would decide everything.

She was unflappable, like nothing about the situation surprised her. Like Nina was the only one out of place. Victor stood behind her. Steady. Controlled. It didn’t ease anything. If anything, it made the tension in the room sharper. Olivia looked around the penthouse, taking in the glass walls and the quiet luxury. There was no admiration in her expression. No curiosity. Just familiarity. Nina’s fingers tightened against her arms. The thought sat wrong. Olivia looked back at Nina, her expression unreadable. For a moment, neither of them spoke.

When she stepped inside, the walls glowed. For the first time in weeks, the rhythm outside faltered—just a breath of hesitation. > “It’s working,” Adrian said. “No,” Mira whispered, feeling the air strain. “It’s thinking.” The ground trembled. Outside, the sky flashed, and the great towers began to hum louder, struggling to keep the tempo. > Why slow us? the wind whispered. We finally found balance. “Because balance without choice is just control,” she said. You taught us rhythm. Let us finish the song.

I pull away like his touch burns, "Don't, just don't, you don't get to touch me anymore, you don't get to demand anything from me anymore, I'm done." I walk out leaving Alexander standing alone in his office, my hands shaking, my heart pounding, feeling lighter and more terrified than I've ever felt in my life.

Not just to the connection. To everything. The power. The fear. The life growing inside me. All of it. I pull it together. Focus it. The line in the sky pulses violently. I push back. Hard. The world trembles. The second shape screams as it is forced halfway back through the fracture. The first figure’s smile fades. For the first time, something like tension crosses its face. “Interesting,” it murmurs. I push harder. The line narrows. Slowly. Pain tears through me.

Which one will get me away from this place? The stronger bond will overpower the weaker one. Something stretches inside me, like a tether, pulling me in two opposite directions. The bond war. Tbc.