本棚
検索
ホーム / Paranormal / Rejected By The Weak Alpha, I Became The Lycan Queen / Chapter 46: Queen’s Wrath Unbound

共有

Chapter 46: Queen’s Wrath Unbound

作者: Finn
last update 公開日: 2026-05-21 21:00:07

I dropped to my knees on the trembling stone, catching Kaelen's heavy body before he hit the ground. His head fell back against my arm, and a wet, ragged gasp tore from his throat. Silver blood—the pure, sacred essence of the First Guardian—spilled past his lips, staining his chin and pooling against the dark fabric of his armor. His face, usually so composed and fiercely vital, had gone horrifyingly pale, his features taut with agony. For a split second, time simply stopped. The roari
この本を無料で読み続ける
コードをスキャンしてアプリをダウンロード
前のチャプター 次のチャプター
ロックされたチャプター

最新チャプター

  • Rejected By The Weak Alpha, I Became The Lycan Queen   Chapter 49: The Third Hidden Realm

    The transition was so sudden it felt like waking from a fever dream. One moment, the air was thick with the suffocating pressure of a god's wrath; the next, the churning obsidian mist of the seal realm began to dissolve, thinning until it was nothing more than a memory of a storm. Above us, the jagged, broken sky cleared, replaced by an endless expanse of soft twilight—a hue I had never seen before, a deep, luminous amethyst shot through with veins of cooling amber. The oppressive silence was gone, replaced by the distant, rhythmic hum of a world beginning to breathe again.Fenrir stood before us, and the sight of him made my heart stutter. The towering monster of shadow was gone. In his place stood a man who bore Kaelen's face, yet carried the weight of eons in the set of his shoulders. His eyes, once twin suns of blood-red fury, were now a calm, serene gray, as clear as a mountain lake after a rain. He didn't look like a prisoner anymore; he looked like a weary travel

  • Rejected By The Weak Alpha, I Became The Lycan Queen   Chapter 48: Heal the Ancient Wolf

    The golden light spear, born of my fury and the Heart's ancient grace, was a masterpiece of destruction. It hummed in my hand, a tether between my soul and the void in Fenrir's chest. For a heartbeat, the urge to thrust it forward, to end the threat that had haunted my lineage for a millennium, was almost physical. My muscles screamed for the release of the strike. But as I stared into the swirling abyss of Fenrir's eyes, I saw the truth I had been blind to: to kill him was to kill a part of the world's own soul. To seal him was merely to continue a cycle of torture that had already lasted far too long.I loosened my grip. The solid, terrifying weight of the spear softened, the edges blurring until the shaft began to flake away. I watched, almost mesmerized, as the weapon dissolved into a cloud of soft, shimmering golden particles. They didn't vanish; they danced around me like a halo of fireflies, warm and fragrant with the scent of wild pine and fresh rain—the essenc

  • Rejected By The Weak Alpha, I Became The Lycan Queen   Chapter 47: Balance of Light and Shadow

    Fenrir was no longer a being; he was a catastrophe given physical form. His colossal shadow wolf body loomed over the seal realm, a mountain of shifting ink and jagged malice that made the horizon look like a fragile toy. His paws were the size of glaciers, every stride crushing the gray stone beneath us to fine dust. But it was his eyes that truly haunted me. They weren't just red; they were burning pits of endless rage and a suffocating, ancient despair. It was the look of a creature that had been in the dark for so long he had forgotten the sun existed, and in his bone-deep loneliness, he wanted to drag every living soul down into the quiet with him.I gripped the golden light spear tightly, the shaft vibrating with a resonant frequency that hummed through my bones. It felt weightless, yet I could feel the crushing gravity of the entire Lycan lineage behind it, every ancestor's hope condensed into a single point. Every inch of my body was alive, humming with unbounded powe

  • Rejected By The Weak Alpha, I Became The Lycan Queen   Chapter 46: Queen’s Wrath Unbound

    I dropped to my knees on the trembling stone, catching Kaelen's heavy body before he hit the ground. His head fell back against my arm, and a wet, ragged gasp tore from his throat. Silver blood—the pure, sacred essence of the First Guardian—spilled past his lips, staining his chin and pooling against the dark fabric of his armor. His face, usually so composed and fiercely vital, had gone horrifyingly pale, his features taut with agony. For a split second, time simply stopped. The roaring of the crumbling seal realm and Fenrir's maddening laughter faded into a dull ringing. All I could see was Kaelen's blood. All I could feel was the terrifying, shallow flutter of his heartbeat against my palm. He had taken the blow meant for me. He had sacrificed his own ancient lineage to keep mine breathing.And in that agonizing moment, my sorrow did not break me. It made me strong.The terror twisting my gut hardened into something entirely different. It erupted into an unco

  • Rejected By The Weak Alpha, I Became The Lycan Queen   Chapter 45: The Final Stand of Two Realms

    Fenrir's huge body stretched across the realm like endless night. He was no longer just an ancestor—he had become a god of destruction. Half-shadow, half-wolf, he loomed over the misty seal realm, a nightmare made flesh. Darkness rolled off him in thick waves, swallowing the gray sky piece by piece until the space became a pitch-black tomb, snuffing out any hope of dawn. It felt like a thousand sunless days pressing down on my shoulders.I stood side by side with Kaelen. The stone beneath our boots shook violently as Fenrir approached. Our palms stayed connected, anchoring the immense power between us. My golden lycan light—the essence of the Heart of the Wolf—burst outward. It met Kaelen's silver ancient wolf power, the raw legacy of the First Guardian. The two forces didn't just mix; they fused perfectly, swirling into a single radiant aura that pulsed with our synchronized hearts. We became a blazing light against the night.Fenrir struck first. No hesitation—

  • Rejected By The Weak Alpha, I Became The Lycan Queen   Chapter 44: Break the Illusion, Bind the Soul

    The smoke from Silver Wolf Valley felt like hot needles in my throat. I stood amidst the charred remains of everything I had ever loved, the faces of my parents staring up at me with lifeless, accusatory eyes. The grief was a physical weight, a jagged stone in my chest that threatened to sink me into the ash forever. Every fiber of my being wanted to scream, to give up, to let the darkness take me because the pain of living in this failure was too much. But beneath the roar of the flames, there was a tiny, persistent hum. It was a golden thread, vibrating with a warmth that didn’t belong in this graveyard. It was the bond. It was Kaelen. I squeezed my eyes shut, blocking out the sight of my mother’s ghost. This is not real, I told myself, the thought a desperate shield against the horror. Fenrir is a deceiver, a thief of hope. I focused on the heat of Kaelen’s hand in mine and the pulse of his blood against my own. With a roar of defiance that ripped from my soul, I willed the

続きを読む

あなたも気に入るかもしれません

無料で面白い小説を探して読んでみましょう
GoodNovel アプリで人気小説に無料で！お好きな本をダウンロードして、いつでもどこでも読みましょう！
アプリで無料で本を読む
コードをスキャンしてアプリで読む
DMCA.com Protection Status