Mated To My Lycan Prince のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 101 - チャプター 110

Delia's POVPrince Kral's commitment sounded enchanting, and I wanted to trust him. However, considering the recent string of events — the enigmatic figure in gray, the pilfered pearl necklace, and the intermittent dreams— all of this cast a heavy weight upon me.Unless these matters were resolved, even if Prince Kral arranged the most extravagant wedding ceremony, my heart would remain unsettled. Despite these thoughts, facing Prince Kral's earnest promise, I hesitated to dampen his spirits. Hence, I merely nodded and replied, "Your Highness, I'm eagerly looking forward to that day!""Delia…"Prince Kral seemed on the brink of saying more, but at that very moment, a light knock sounded on the carriage door."What is it?" Prince Kral turned his head, his impatience apparent."Your Highness, there's a matter I need to report to you…"Recognizing the voice as belonging to a soldier, I seized the opportunity and gave him a gentle nudge. "Your Highness, you should attend to your duties. I

Vivian's POVConfronted with Delia's reluctance to leave with me, I was already feeling disheartened, and now Alen was speaking to me in that tone! I understood that what he said was true, but I wasn't ready to admit it. He now seemed like a teacher scolding a child, and I was that naive child in his eyes."I don't want to talk to you anymore," I slipped my hand into my pocket, trying hard to put on a nonchalant façade, "I'm heading back to sleep."As my left hand slid into my pocket, I came into contact with the flute Albert had given me. I realized I couldn't let Alen discover the existence of this flute, so I clutched it tightly, keeping my hand still in my pocket."Vivian, it's getting pretty late. Please allow me to walk you back to the carriage," Alen turned his head and gestured in the direction of the camp.When Alen had finished speaking, he began to walk toward the campsite. I followed closely behind him, just one step away."Vivian, I'm still having trouble understanding wh

Vivian’s POVAfter what felt like an eternity, the lingering kiss finally came to an end. Alen released my lips, his watery eyes fixated on mine. Despite the conclusion of our kiss, he didn't release my hands; instead, he tightened his grip on them, holding on even more firmly.At that moment, my legs were so weak that standing seemed like a challenge. I relied on Alen's embrace for support. Gradually, as I felt strength returning to my legs and my balance improving, I gently pushed him away and uttered, "Alen, let me go.""Are you still considering running away?" Alen didn't immediately release me. Instead, he sought an assurance from me, saying, "I'll only release you if you promise me you won't flee."As much as I hesitated to comply with such a demand, I knew that if I refused, Alen would hold onto me without letting go. So, for the time being, I had to make a concession. "I... I won't run."My hesitant words didn't escape Alen's notice. He let go of me with a displeased expressio

Delia's POVWe waited near the Red Moon Pack for three days. During this time, the soldiers persisted in their drills, and the scouts relayed back information.According to the reports, the rogue population within the Red Moon Pack was not substantial, and their organization was loose. If we were to launch an attack on the pack, there was a high probability of eliminating the rogues in one swift strike.Three days later, Prince Kral dispatched the first wave of soldiers to fight the Red Moon Pack. As they set out, Prince Kral remained in his tent, issuing commands and directing the battle from there.To avoid disturbing Kral, I refrained from going to his tent. However, our tents were close enough that I could hear the soldiers reporting to him.After the soldiers had been on the move for a considerable time, I heard someone reporting, "Your Highness, our soldiers have achieved an initial victory!"The word "victory" stirred excitement within me. The victory had come swiftly, indicati

Delia’s POVI held onto my arms and questioned angrily, "Who changed my clothes? Was it you, Albert?""What do you think?"Albert looked me up and down, his gaze seemed to appreciate the dress I was wearing, but that look made me uncomfortable."Do you wish I changed your clothes for you?""Of course not!" I blurted out."Well, if that's the case, then don't ask," Albert raised his hands in response to my agitation, making a "calm down" gesture. "Delia, I brought you here to show you something."To show me something...Could it be the box he mentioned, the one my dad kept in his study?"Delia, I think you might have guessed," Albert looked at me with a knowing expression, and smiled slightly, "That's right, I brought you here to reveal the secret your father hid in the box."Even though I guessed right, I didn't feel the slightest bit of joy.There was a voice in the back of my mind telling me that I didn't need to know what secret my father had hidden in the box. Knowing this wouldn'