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Chapter 9

作者: Henry Smith
last update 最終更新日: 2025-09-18 20:29:26

I stared at Lucas, terror and disbelief churning in my gut like the poisoned wine burning through me. His smirk was a knife, twisting as he dipped his hands into his pockets, satisfaction gleaming in his eyes.

The room spun, the bare stone floor cold under my knees as I tasted the metallic tang of my blood formed in my mouth. My wolf howled in my head, feeling the same pain too.

“Please,” I gasped, lurching to my feet, my legs heavy, ankles buckling like wet rope. “The antidote. Please give it to me.”

I stumbled forward, aiming for his pocket where the pill bottle hid, my fingers clawing the air as he moved back. The poison hit hard, a gnawing fire in my stomach spreading like wildfire through my veins forming me to crash to the floor, the thud jarring my bones.

My breath was rough and shallow. “Help,” I choked out, crawling, teeth clenched, my hand pressing my abdomen as if I could claw the pain out.

It wasn’t just ache, it was like a beast, twisting my insides, every fiber screami
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    Mara’s POVThe morning light at the fortress was a gentler thing than I remembered from home. It did not sting; it caressed. It filled the corridors with pale gold and made even the cracks in the stone seem deliberate, elegant.I hated it.This place had been built for wolves who had never truly suffered — too clean, too still. Even the servants smiled with something close to joy, as if they didn’t remember what hunger felt like. The peace here was unnatural, and it made my skin crawl.Lila was still asleep when I rose. I dressed in the simple linen gown Rose had sent for us — soft fabric, plain but fine enough that I wanted to shred it just for existing. When I caught my reflection in the mirror, I practiced the look I would wear for the day: humble, grateful, touched by sorrow but holding on to fragile hope.It was a good mask.The knock came precisely as expected.One of the fortress maids entered with breakfast, her arms balancing a tray of fruit, warm bread, and steaming tea. “Th

  • The Alpha's Rogue Mate    Chapter 53

    Lucas’s POVOnly when I was sure the sisters were out of earshot did I finally turn to Jake and Clara. Both waited without speaking, the former because silence was part of his nature, the latter because her fury was still finding words sharp enough to carry it.“She hugged them,” Clara said at last, voice taut. “Right there in front of everyone. I could smell it—their fear, yes, but there was something else. Something that didn’t belong.”Jake folded his arms. “Confidence.”She shot him a look. “You saw it too.”He nodded. “They’ve practiced. The tremors, the tears. I’ve seen rogues lie for bread before—but never that cleanly.”I exhaled slowly, rubbing the bridge of my nose. The hall still smelled of dust and rain from their arrival, and beneath it, the faint sweetness of honey that Rose had insisted the kitchens prepare. My mate’s mercy would one day save us all—or damn us if I wasn’t careful.“She believes them,” I said quietly.Jake’s jaw ticked. “She wants to. That’s different.”

  • The Alpha's Rogue Mate    Chapter 52

    Mara’s POVThe cart jolted over another stone, and Lila’s hand tightened around mine. Her skin was cold, even under the blanket we’d wrapped ourselves in for the act. The wind smelled of pine and hearth smoke — the scent of home. My stomach twisted at the thought. Home. The word itself had turned poisonous.When the walls of Lucas’s fortress rose ahead, tall and clean against the morning light, I almost smiled. Almost. Every brick, every flag was proof that the story had worked.That she’d taken the bait.Rose.Our dear, cursed sister.“She’s waiting,” Lila murmured, voice soft but unsteady. “She’ll be standing there.”I didn’t need to look at her to know she was trembling, not from fear — but excitement. “Good,” I whispered back. “Let her believe every word of our letter.”The guards at the gate stepped aside as our cart slowed. The tall one—Jake, the Gamma—rode beside us. His face was carved from suspicion, jaw locked tight, eyes sweeping every movement we made. He’d barely said a w

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  • The Alpha's Rogue Mate    Chapter 50

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  • The Alpha's Rogue Mate    Chapter 49

    Rose’s POVIt was another morning. I woke up to peace that I was already getting used to. It was late in the morning and Lucas had already left the bed to attend to his Alpha duty.With my pregnancy, I got to sleep as much as I wanted. Just then a knock sounded on the door.“Come in,” I called.A young messenger slipped inside, cheeks wind-reddened, hair stuck damp against his brow. He bowed so quickly he nearly toppled forward, then straightened and offered me a small parcel wrapped in oilcloth, tied with twine so tightly the knot had cut a groove into the bundle.“It came with the northern courier, Your Highness,” he said. “it bore the crest of…” His eyes flicked to the seal as if he wasn’t sure he should say it out loud. “Of your old pack.”For a heartbeat, the room tilted. There are names you think you have buried, and then a scrap of wax carries them back like a tide.“Thank you,” I managed to say while collecting it. He bowed and left. I sat very still with the parcel in my lap

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