Return of the Luna and the last Lycan clan のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 31 - チャプター 40

“Well, that didn’t go as well as I’d hoped”. Marco commented as he shut our bedroom door. “Well, from what I discovered, your brother didn’t really expect you to put your revenge plan into action. Apparently you took off while they were asleep. Is that because you knew he wouldn’t approve?” I questioned him as I walked into the bathroom to undress. “Of course I knew he’d try to stop me”. He called out through the partially closed bathroom door. “But it’s different for him, he had a lot more to lose if I didn’t succeed”. “You mean that delicate wife of his, who you and your brother made to feel utterly uncomfortable the moment they walked in”. “It’s not as if I wanted to bicker at the table!” he responded with an agitated tone. “But he just wouldn’t let it go!” “What do you expect?” I scoffed as I put on my pyjamas and walked back into the room, positioning myself on the edge of the bed. “He doesn’t agree with what you’ve done, and that’s that!” “Well he should! I am the alp

We slowly mingled through the crowd as one moon wolf after another surrounded us, shaking Marco’s hand and bowing to him, rambling on about how much they love their new homes and the land they can live so freely on during the day. Marco interacted positively with them, assuring them that this will always be their new way of life and how he plans for it to only get better as I politely smiled and nodded along, pretending to show an interest. Whilst they were all so submersed in their discussions, my eyes waivered around the room to see how full it was of moon and sun pack wolves. Shoved together in such close proximity but they all still actively avoided each other. Here we all were, unnaturally forced to co-exist, the sun and the moon wolves having to learn how to survive and live in one territory, and I could see how uneasy my people looked, as the moon wolves dominated the room. In fact, they still dominated our entire lands, making us feel as though WE were the guests. I could see i

I could feel a part of myself wanting to give up, merely out of exhaustion and anger. Once again I had cried, which is all I seemed to be doing lately. I slumped my head in my hands as I sat on the guest room bed with my knees up against my chest. I had been trying to sleep all night, but the moment I could see the sun peeping through the drapes and the birds twittering their morning call, I sat up, knowing I may as well give up getting any rest. I kept scolding myself, my mind going over and over of how I’ve become what I am! I used to believe and even feel that I was strong enough, that I could tackle and handle anything…. I never once wanted to give up on myself, or criticized my inner strength, the core of who I was as a person, but the last few months had tested me… it had pulled me back and forth, jerked me around then spat me back out and every time I thought I was coping or handling whatever situation I’d been flung into, I’d be tossed another blow and little by little I had st

I exhaled heavily as I brushed my hair, staring out of the bedroom window as if in a trance, I must have put the brush though my hair about seventy times now. But I watched Marco like some creepy stalker as he was busy chatting to some of his guards by the new wall. Of course, I wasn’t checking him out, or ogling at him in a romantic way, I was merely gearing myself up to play a part I knew I had to do convincingly. After seeing Richard and Rorke yesterday, I couldn’t stop thinking about them. Richard may still have a lot of loyalty and respect toward my father, but his faith that my father would return to save us was something I just couldn’t depend upon. I couldn’t let the days, weeks or months pass by with hope of some army my father managed to rally together, whilst in the meantime, Richard and Rorke, whom I care so much for would suffer and wilt away. But there was something else… something in my gut that was telling me not to wait, actually it was more like an urging! My instin

Just as Marco had said, our dinner didn’t last well into the night, and as we said goodbye and headed upstairs, instead of going to the guest room, I turned right with him toward his bedroom.He looked at me in confusion as we walked side by side and he hesitantly opened the door for me to enter. “Is there something you need?” he asked as he hovered in the doorway.“What do you mean?” I replied as I gathered my pyjamas from the cabinet drawer.“Well, you’re in here and not your usual room. I figured you needed something”. “Am I not allowed to stay in here?” I questioned as I made my way to the bathroom.“Uh, yes. I just didn’t think you’d want to be back in here”. He said as he began to unbutton his shirt.“Well I’m here, so perhaps ease up on the questioning, you’ve been doing that a lot today”. I called back as I went into the bathroom to change.“I’m just a bit curious by your sudden change toward me”. He spoke up so that I could hear him through the closed door.Once I was dresse