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Chapter 44

作者: Ireti
last update 公開日: 2026-04-07 20:03:23

Alaric

Still, there was no point crying about it now. There never was.

Just like the first time I faced a wild boar at seven years old, when the beast charged at me and I had no one but myself to rely on. I had learned early that survival demanded brutality. It was simple, really. You kill, or you die. You adapt, or you break.

So I would do what I had always done: whatever I had to.

Even if it meant manipulating the one woman who was supposed to be the most important person in my life.

Because,
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  • Another Chance For The Barren Luna    Chapter 45

    Alaric The moment I stepped into the Grand Hall, the air shifted. The chatter that had filled the vast stone room evaporated in an instant, replaced by the sound of chairs scraping against the marble floor as every person present stood. Heads bowed low, voices echoing in unison.“Your Highness.”The sound rolled through the hall like a wave; reverent, fearful and hollow.I took my time approaching the dais, each step measured and deliberate. The throne, once Bryan’s, loomed ahead, carved from blackened oak and inlaid with gold. The seat of power for this Pack. Now my seat.As I sat, the leather creaked softly under my weight. My gaze swept across the room, and it didn’t take long to find him.Bryan.He stood among the other members of the hierarchy and elders, his posture stiff, his chin tilted in a poor imitation of pride. He wasn’t stupid enough to keep his head raised—no, he bowed like the rest but I caught the defiance in the corner of his eye, that subtle, seething glare he thou

  • Another Chance For The Barren Luna    Chapter 44

    AlaricStill, there was no point crying about it now. There never was.Just like the first time I faced a wild boar at seven years old, when the beast charged at me and I had no one but myself to rely on. I had learned early that survival demanded brutality. It was simple, really. You kill, or you die. You adapt, or you break.So I would do what I had always done: whatever I had to.Even if it meant manipulating the one woman who was supposed to be the most important person in my life.Because, after all, even if she didn’t know it yet, Kelly held the key to my life and my death.But she would never know. I couldn’t give her that power. No one deserved to have that much power over me.It was only three months. A small compromise. Barely a breath compared to the years I had spent searching for her. I could endure three months of distance if it meant staying alive long enough to make her mine completely.I’d let her run around playing Alpha, let her taste the illusion of freedom. Then,

  • Another Chance For The Barren Luna    Chapter 43

    Alaric Even if I had to play the part of the perfect mate and hide the dastardly truth from Kelly until it was far too late, I would. Because no matter what it cost me, I couldn’t afford to be rejected. Not now. Not after everything. I had to stay alive. I had to protect my family; my sister, my niece, my people, with everything I had. Kelly was a good woman, kind even after all she had endured. I hoped, gods, I hoped she would understand someday, even if she hated me first.The first rays of morning cut through the curtains, drawing soft gold lines across the bed where I lay. The sheets were tangled around my legs, clinging to my bare skin. I could still smell her there even though it had been over a day since we shared a bed. There were still faint traces of Kelly’s scent on my pillow, that sweet vanilla and sharp liquor. I was starting to get addicted to it because it seemed to be the one thing that kept me grounded when my thoughts began to spiral into chaos.But even that comfo

  • Another Chance For The Barren Luna    Chapter 42

    Alaric“I can’t take that risk, Frite.” I slammed my fist into the bedside table, splintering the wood slightly as the sound echoed through the room like thunder. “It’s too expensive. If she rejects us, we’re doomed.”The words hung heavy, undeniable.“I’ve spent my life searching for her,” I whispered, my voice shaking. “I don’t have a kid. If we die because we couldn’t mark her before my thirty-first birthday, that would be the end of the Knight bloodline. And then all the sacrifices I've made, all the battles I’ve fought and won, and the formidable kingdom I’ve built; all of it would be for nothing.”The image formed vividly in my mind before I could stop it—Silvermist without me.I could already see it.The minute I died, Silvermist would crumble. The power vacuum would unleash chaos. Without an heir, disputes would tear through the hierarchy like wildfire, each ambitious wolf clawing for the throne. I could hear it—the shouting, the bloodshed, the betrayal. And in the middle of t

  • Another Chance For The Barren Luna    Chapter 41

    AlaricShe asked me for three months.Three whole months for her to reform this damned Pack. And though every bone in my body screamed to deny her, to keep her where she belonged, I couldn’t bring myself to say no. Not when she looked at me like that, with those pleading eyes that cracked open the steel walls I’d spent years building.I wanted to tell her it was impossible. That I couldn’t wait that long. That I wouldn’t. But when I opened my mouth, the words simply wouldn’t come out. The woman had a power over me that defied reason.At first, all I wanted was to claim her, to mark her because I didn’t have the luxury of time. My thirty-first birthday loomed closer with every passing day, a silent countdown to my death if the bond remained unsealed. That was the cruel reality of my existence. The curse I had carried since the day I turned eighteen.And yet…Though it was still far too early to call what I felt “love,” there was something in me—deep, primal and unrelenting—that burned

  • Another Chance For The Barren Luna    Chapter 40

    Kelly“No,” Alaric refuted, voice low and final. “I’m afraid I can’t accept that.”My stomach dropped. “…What?”Before I could blink, his hand shot out, pulling me against him. His strength was effortless, terrifying, but familiar in the way my body responded—heat rippling through me even as my heart pounded in defiance. He lowered his face until his breath ghosted against my neck, warm, intoxicating and oh so dangerous.“You’re mine, Kelly,” he murmured, voice rough like gravel smoothed by desire. “Every inch of you.”My breath hitched. His words slithered into my bloodstream, curling around my heart and setting it on fire.“Perhaps because you don’t feel the bond, that’s why you don’t realize how much I burn for you,” he continued, his nose tracing the curve of my throat. “The scent of your skin, the taste of your lips… even every curve of your body, I want to master it all; make it muscle memory.”When his lips brushed my neck, a soft, involuntary sound escaped me as a small, breat

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