My Mate, My Bully のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 91 - チャプター 100

× Trix × As I’m walking down the hallway toward my room, I feel lighter than I’ve felt in a long time. I don’t know what it is, but something about today... no, something about being with Dixie, it’s just lifted something like tension off my shoulders. I’m barely paying attention when I round the corner and BAM I practically crash into Alvera. She seems to be in hurry right now. “Oh great,” I mutter, rubbing my arm from the impact. “Just the person I was hoping not to see.”She rolls her eyes at me, folding her arms across her chest. “Wow, charming as always, Trix.”*I’m serious though. I’m starting to think you live in these hallways, just waiting for me to pass by. It’s getting creepy.”Alvera raises a brow, her lips forming into a smirk. “Or maybe you’re just obsessed with running into me, ever think about that?”“Please,” I scoff, shaking my head. “If I never saw your face again, it’d be too soon.”She gasps, hand over her heart like I just mortally wounded her. “Wow. That’s co

× Dixie × I stay lying on my bed, staring at the ceiling, feeling that familiar weight of boredom settle over me. Another day stuck in this house, in this territory where everyone looks at me like I don’t belong. Which, like, okay, maybe I don’t. But they don’t have to make it so obvious. It’s like they all think I’m some fragile outsider who can’t handle the fact that I’m human and not a werewolf like them. Honestly, I couldn’t care less about what they think.But still… it doesn’t exactly make me want to, you know, mingle.I roll onto my side, grabbing my phone, but the signal here is trash, so I can’t even doomscroll through my socials like a normal person. Ugh. This place sucks. It’s like being in the middle of nowhere with wolves judging you and no Wi-Fi. Fantastic. If I had known it was gonna be like this, I might’ve thought twice about agreeing to stay. And yet, it’s not all bad. Somehow,bsomehow this place has become bearable. Or, okay, maybe just a little less miserable

× Dixie × I’m staring at my food, and it’s staring back like it’s got something to say. While my fork is just hovering there, like it’s unsure too. I poke at the food a little, trying to get myself to actually eat, but my brain has apparently decided it’s snack time for thoughts, not actual food.And those thoughts? Yeah, they’re all about him. Trix. With that ridiculously intense gaze, the way his voice gets all low and serious when he’s focused, and… ugh, why am I doing this to myself? He’s cocky, a little frustrating, and yet somehow, I can’t get him out of my head. What is wrong with me?I shove a forkful of food into my mouth, hoping it’ll knock some sense into me, but all it does is sit there while I chew... and think. I can feel his presence even when he’s not here, like some permanent shadow, lurking in my thoughts. I swear, it’s like he installed himself in my head, rent-free, and now he’s just kicking back, smirking.A sigh escapes me, and I’m barely even aware I’m rolli

× Dixie ×I pull my hair up into a messy bun, adjusting my gloves, and take a deep breath as I step into the sparring room. This overly big space used as a sparring room, which I feel is a waste of space. The usual scent of sweat and mats fills the air, not exactly pleasant, but familiar. Normally, we’d all be outside, sparring under the open sky. But since Ryder decided to disappear on whatever “important” mission he’s got going on, we’re stuck in here with the co-masters. They’re alright, I guess. But it’s just… not the same.Plus, there’s the added bonus of the squad of “pain-in-the-ass princesses”, as I’ve taken to calling them. They’re already here, warming up and gossiping loudly in the corner, making way more noise than any workout should. I try to ignore the fact that they’re glaring in my direction, whispering like I can’t practically hear them. I’m honestly grateful Ryder’s not around to scream at me for every tiny mistake, but dealing with these girls? It’s like choosing

× Dixie × I laugh, and I realize how good it feels. It’s like Jennie’s just washed away the lingering snark from the girl squad, and for the first time in forever, I actually feel… happy? Relaxed? Like maybe everything isn’t a total disaster.“Seriously, Luna,” she says, putting a hand on my shoulder and looking at me with these big, concerned eyes. “Are you okay? I heard a little about what happened, and… well, I was worried.”I feel my throat tighten a bit, but I just nod, smiling like it’s nothing. “Yeah, I’m good. I mean, kind of. It’s complicated.” Understatement of the century. “Let’s just say it’s been a trip, but seeing you right now is making it all a little less complicated.”We’re interrupted by another exaggerated sigh from Kaia-Kayla or whatever. I roll my eyes, ready to throw one last snarky line at them, but Jennie beats me to it.“Oh, hi girls,” Jennie says, giving them her best innocent smile. “Did you need something? Or were you just lurking?”They give each other t