Alpha's Second Choice のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 51 - チャプター 60

The Royal Healers had finally returned from the Ice Pack.Jo felt their presence before she saw them, calm, collected energy seeping through the palace like mist.But Jo couldn’t settle. Her dream still clung to her like sea spray. That light. That voice.She wandered outside, breathing in the cooler air, and found herself near the training barracks again.“Jo,” a voice called.She turned to find Alpha Don, the Wind Warrior leader, standing a few paces away, his cloak fluttering slightly though there was no breeze. Tall, graceful, and still with the scar on his face.“Alpha Don,” she greeted politely.He nodded. “You don’t look like your fiery self today.”“I’ve had trouble sleeping,” Jo admitted.His eyes lingered on her, searching. “There’s something strange about you,” he said suddenly. “Like the air shifts when you’re near.”Jo raised an eyebrow. “Get in line, you are definitely not the first one to call me strange”He blinked, as if startled by his own honesty. “I... didn’t mean i

Jo’s cloak fluttered behind her as she moved through the outer gates.The air outside the palace walls felt colder, emptier somehow. The forest beyond was thick with morning mist, and every step toward it felt heavier than the last. A small party of Wind warriors waited near the eastern path, saddled and silent. Alpha Don stood beside them, speaking quietly to one of his men, but when he saw her approach, he straightened.Jo carried no hesitation in her stride. She had already packed. Already said her goodbyes. The weight in her chest from the night before, Theo’s silent understanding, the press of his muzzle against her palm, still sat heavy beneath her ribs. She hadn’t told anyone. Not Sarah, not sweet Evie.This was her decision.Don looked at her as she stopped beside him. “You are coming?”Jo gave a single nod. “I want to come with you. To your pack. To the library. I need to know more about Malrik. About the Goblet. All of it.”He didn’t question it. Just gave her the slightest n

Jo wasn’t sure what unnerved her more, the way the air grew colder the closer they got to the Wind Warrior Pack… or the way Alpha Don had been speaking ever since they left.She sat across from him, watching his profile as the forests of the Royal palace blurred past. He hadn’t said much for the past hour, until...“My brother used to love these woods.”Jo glanced up. “You’ve never mentioned a brother.”Don gave a tight-lipped smile. “There’s a lot I don’t mention.”His gaze didn’t shift from the window, but his voice turned heavier, like something long buried was bubbling to the surface.“We were twins. Predicted to follow different paths, one good, one evil.” A cold laugh escaped him. “The Goddess doesn’t like to choose, so she left it up to us. We grew up competing for everything.”Jo frowned. “What happened to him?”Don finally turned to her. His eyes, usually unreadable, were suddenly sharp. Haunted.“I believe he’s still out there. Watching.” Don leaned forward, voice lowering.B

The corridor behind Alpha Don’s chambers was colder than Jo expected. Torchlight flickered across the damp stone, and the deeper they went, the more the air seemed to press against her chest. Pat walked ahead, her steps unhurried.“No guards today,” she said softly, glancing back with a grin. “Must be our lucky night.”Jo didn’t smile. Her instincts were prickling.The door at the end of the corridor loomed like it had been waiting for them. Pat took out a rusted key from beneath her collar and slid it into the lock.The sound it made as it turned, like bones grinding together, set Jo’s teeth on edge.Then the door creaked open.The chamber was vast, circular, and lined with ancient shelves. The scent of burnt sage and something metallic filled the air. Jo stepped inside slowly, her eyes adjusting to the darkness.“This is where you found it?”Pat nodded. “He never comes here. Not anymore.”They moved deeper into the library until Pat stopped at a lone pedestal in the center of the roo

There was a tension over the Ice Warrior Pack so thick it almost felt alivelike even the wind had gone quiet, listening.Caleb stood at the edge of the pack house steps, his silver hair catching the pale light as he scanned the tree line. Beside him, Lucy stood stiff, arms wrapped tightly over her chest. She wasn’t cold. She was bracing. For what, she didn’t know yetbut her wolf already sensed the shift in the air.Thencrunch.Snow cracked under approaching footsteps.Dante emerged from the trail, cloak billowing behind him like smoke. His eyes glowed with that storm-dark rage that only meant one thing: his wolf was just under the surface, barely held back. The power rolling off him made the snow around his boots hiss, like even nature flinched from him.Lucy took an unconscious step closer to Caleb. Her throat tightened. Dante’s presence wasn’t just commandingit was feral. The kind that made the air press against your lungs, like it was warning you to mind your tone.Caleb stepped for