My Vampire Harem Will Dominate Everything

Chapter 142: A Soul Bond

Olivia appeared in a dark alley, her appearance unnoticed by the world. She stepped forward to stare at the explosion site, her eyes quickly adjusting to the chaos unfolding. She forced herself to remain calm. Gen had to be alive.

She stepped out into the street, blending into the crowd as she surveyed the scene. Humans were working frantically, fire hoses spraying, paramedics rushing, and police directing the flow of people. Her keen eyes scanned the area, picking up every detail she could.

Then, in the shadows, she spotted a blackened, horribly burnt figure shambling weakly. Without hesitation, Olivia stepped into a nearby alley and teleported to the figure, appearing beside the charred remains of Gen. The sudden appearance startled Gen, who lashed out instinctively, her eyes wild with pain and confusion.

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"It's me, Olivia," she said softly, her voice steady and reassuring. "It's me. You're safe now."

Gen's tense body relaxed slightly, recognizing her friend. Olivia gently took her hand, and in a blink, they teleported away from the devastation. They reappeared in Gen's room at the mansion, the familiar surroundings calming Gen even more.

Gen's strength finally gave out. Her legs buckled, and she collapsed into Olivia's arms. Olivia carefully laid her on the bed, checking her over for any immediate, life-threatening injuries.

Gen was out of vitality and the burns were severe. Gen laid there, her breathing labored.

"Rest now," Olivia whispered, her voice filled with concern. "You're safe."

Gen slipped into unconsciousness, her body and mind finally succumbing to the exhaustion and pain. Olivia sighed in relief. At least, Gen was alive.

At that moment, Ezra burst into the room with Red close on his heels. His eyes widened and his jaw tightened as he saw Gen's burnt figure lying motionless on the bed. He turned to Olivia, his voice strained. "What happened?"

Olivia met his gaze with a mix of concern and urgency. "Gen was caught in the explosion at the Black Spider gang building. It wasn't Ascendant Capital was the target of the explosion. The Silent Hand went after Black Spider all along."

Rage poured into Ezra, his fists clenching as he stood there silently. He felt the urge to rage, to tear everything down. Why was everyone after him? Why won't they leave him alone?

With effort, he tempered the white-hot fury into a cold, controlled anger burning deep in his gut. He took a deep breath, his voice steady. "What can we do for her, Olivia?"

Olivia glanced at Gen's still form. "We need to give her vitality. She needs to heal quickly."

Red piped up, "I'll bring some blood wine."

Ezra shook his head. "No. My blood will be better." He stepped up to Gen's bed, knelt beside her, and materialized a claw. With a swift motion, he slashed his hand, letting his dark blood drip into her mouth.

As Gen unconsciously began to absorb the vitality, Ezra felt the bond connecting him to her glow.

A sensation of heat passed through his body, his vitality flowing through the bond towards Gen. It moved inch by inch, and when it reached her through the blood, it was as if a dam had burst open. His vitality rushed into her like a torrent.

Before their eyes, Gen's skin began to grow back rapidly. She glowed a fiery red, her white hair rising like a halo around her head. Ezra gasped, feeling the torrent of vitality leaving him, his strength waning.

In a few seconds, Gen was completely healed. She gasped awake, sitting up suddenly. She looked down at herself, her eyes wide with surprise. "Oh," she murmured, before slipping back into unconsciousness.

Ezra sat back, trying to calm his breath and the flow of his vitality, which had slowed down to a steady stream. The room fell silent, the air thick with tension and relief.

Red broke the silence, her voice trembling with awe and confusion. "What the hell was that?"

Ezra looked at her, his expression a mixture of exhaustion and resolve. "That," he said quietly, "was the blood bond we share. It's stronger than we all realized." He glanced at Olivia, his eyes softening. "And it might have just saved her."

Olivia's eyes widened in amazement. "A soul bond."

Red whispered, filling the resulting silence. "No fucking way."

"It has to be." Olivia stared up at her. "There's no other explanation."

Ezra sat wearily, looking between the two ladies. "What's that again?"

"A soul bond. The only vampire who ever had a soul bond is the progenitor. No one else have ever gotten it." Olivia explained.

"It allowed the progenitor to share his vitality with his wives without them being in the same physical location. They can also share theirs with him." Red continued. "This means that as single vampire in the coven can use the vitality of the others in battle, making them a monster among monsters."

Ezra's eyes widened as he realized what this meant. Another thing that linked him with the progenitor. "How? How did we get this soul bond?" He asked.

He felt as a tiny drop of vitality reached him from Olivia's blood bond. His head snapped up as he met her eyes. He whispered the answer. "Our three-way blood bond."

"That seems to be the only explanation." Olivia nodded, her gaze shifting between Ezra and Gen. "We'll need to keep watch over her, make sure she recovers fully. But I think she'll be alright."

Ezra took a deep breath, feeling the cold fury in his gut settle into a determined resolve. "We can't take this lying down. We'll take the fight to the Silent Hand," he said, his voice firm. "And make them pay for this."

Red and Olivia nodded in agreement, the gravity of the situation sinking in. Silent Hand had struck first, as always. This time, Ezra's mind went through all the possible responses he could give to this.

He was tired of fighting to keep Ascendant and the Black Spider. They were not his. They belonged to the coming count. They could burn for all he cared.

This time, he'll be fighting to protect what was his.

No one messes with his wives and walk away with their lives.