Novel & Cerita The Untethered Soul

" I feel myself being disconnected, the tethers that have held me in Charles’s mind are breaking. I feel my body seize and shake as the bonds are broken. I panic when I look down and realise I’m not attached to anybody, I’m floating and looking at the scene below me. Am I drifting away, never to be heard from again? I feel no attachments or anchors, my spirit is free and there is a purple glow. Looking down at the pack members who have attended, I see Joe looking up. It feels like he is looking straight at me. “The tether is not strong enough, we must repeat,” he says, his voice sounding distorted.

“Yeah. We’re not sure what happened after.” James fell silent, then slowly sat cross-legged and closed his eyes. He began feeling everything within the tower’s space. However, the process was slow because of how vast the space was. While James had successfully integrated his Five Spirits and achieved a Limitless Body with Frona’s help, the Waitara Path’s soul spirit had escaped to the Thirty-Third Heaven. In a temple surrounded by dazzling lights, a black-and-white mist suddenly appeared, and the Waitara Path’s soul spirit emerged from it.

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.

I nod and climb out with him. “Food?” “I will ask James to bring it if we need it?” If? But I choose to ignore it for now. With entwined fingers, we enter the path in front of us. The track is a steady stoned pavement in between clusters and clusters of trees. After some 15 minutes, the trees start to thin out. My breath hitches in my throat at the view in front of me. There was a vast ocean in from of me with never-ending waves. Not a single soul is in sight. Has he said private property?

Somehow, in their eyes, I had become the problem. We weren't the same kind of people. I apologized to Wyatt for wrecking his birthday and told him plainly I wouldn't regret walking away. My application for overseas study had already been approved. In a month, I would leave Riverton for a program in Amerinth. For the next few days, Bernard didn't contact me, but Vera did. She kept sending me intimate photos of the two of them. I neither responded nor blocked her. I wanted to see how long their little fling could last.

"I had only read about it in the oldest and most secret books. It is not a fraud. It is a *unraveling.* "Is it possible to undo it?" My voice was hoarse and desperate. I needed the answer to be yes. I needed it more than I needed to breathe. I wanted to scream because Miranda's look was full of pity. "The texts talked about it as a final state. A point of no return. The soul is not broken; it is... erased. The link to life, feelings, and the very fabric of existence is broken.

Her soul. The temple trembled as a low, guttural rumble rose from beneath, like an ancient beast stretching its limbs after centuries in chains. Cracks spread across the floor in jagged veins of light, the color too pale, too cold to be natural. Selena drew in a sharp breath as the Spiral within her responded—flaring, pushing back, resisting. But resistance only delayed the inevitable. Whatever had been released was no longer slumbering. It was watching. Waiting. And her name had already been whispered through the rift.

The air here was different—freer, colder, quieter. This was my sanctuary. Hidden. Protected. Isolated. I pulled into the small clearing and parked, the gravel crunching under the tires. Stepping out, I inhaled deeply, letting the crisp air ground me. My mind was still racing with possibilities—dangerous ones. Theories that would shatter everything we’ve ever known about mate bonds, power, death, and connected souls. Everything The door opened with a soft chime after I keyed in the security code. Inside, the space was spotless. The maid had clearly been here. I tossed my jacket onto the couch and headed upstairs, kicking off my shoes as I went.

I thought, "Dear God, if you're still willing to listen even if I have no white ribbon to make my wish, but on the account that I'd prayed to you and lit up the candle so sincerely many times in the past, please grant this final wish of mine. "I wish that I, Winter Brooke, will no longer have anything to do with him, Finnegan Churchill, for the rest of our lives, or even the next life if there is one."

Ordinarily, I would experience a surge of anxiety, wondering what new danger lay ahead. Not today, though, as I did not even bother looking. Rather, I went directly to my inbox and erased every single message. Distractions and baggage are gone. "This is who I am now." I muttered, letting go of the burden of my history. "I have no knowledge of previous events. All of it is behind me.I felt brave and liberated for the first time in years.