Switched Fate：The Alpha's Unwanted Mate のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 61 - チャプター 70

*Dark Magic Tolerance*Caitlin nodded, swallowing hard. She didn’t have any other choice. As much as she hated to admit it, she was at Alberto’s mercy. "Please do something," Caitlin said again. Alberto responded with a nod this time, and seeing the softened look on his face, Caitlin had hope that he would help. She left the house with the thought that she had to be by her family's side at this time so no one suspected her. She walked back to her car, trembling with fear of being caught, constantly looking behind to make sure no one was following.Once Caitlin left, Alberto signaled someone who had been hiding in the shadows, lurking behind the dark curtains since the time Caitlin arrived. He was quick to hear her footsteps and instructed his companion to go into hiding.The person came out from hiding, their face barely visible behind a grim smile. Alberto went to the cellar and returned with a special bottle. He uncorked it and drank directly from it before giving his companion a si

*Give Some Credit to the Witch*Selene’s expression turned serious as she looked at him, her bruised face hinting at the ordeal she had endured. She hesitated before speaking, her voice softer. “You could at least apologize for nearly killing me last night. That was a tough fight, I must admit.”Elias’s eyes flickered, a hint of something close to regret crossing his face as he looked at her. Her bruised face and weakened body tugged at something within him, though he quickly forced it back. She had, after all, saved Arthur, and perhaps she deserved some credit for that.But his pride wouldn’t allow him to voice any apology, and he simply narrowed his gaze, his tone unyielding. “Be grateful I let you live. I had every reason to kill you.”Selene smirked, though the effort seemed to cost her. Her pale lips trembled slightly in discomfort. “Grateful, huh?” She chuckled softly, though the sound was tinged with pain.Although her mind was crowded right now, there was something she'd alway

*Have Faith in Arthur*The night settled over the pack lands like a heavy cloak, thick with silence and shadows. Outside, the trees rustled, and a cool breeze slipped through, carrying the faint scent of the forest. But inside the council room, there was a different tension—a sense of danger lurking beneath the surface.Elias entered, his gaze sweeping across the faces of the pack elders who were already seated. The leader of the pack elders sat at the head of the table, his fingers tapping slowly against the polished wood, his expression calm yet watchful.Around him, the others—grim, wary men and women with faces weathered by years of loyalty and fierce battles—whispered among themselves, glancing at Elias as he took his seat.His eyes found Elias’s, and he nodded in greeting. "Glad you could join us, Elias."Elias nodded, his gaze calm but his posture guarded. He was here as Arthur’s stand-in tonight, but it felt different without Arthur’s powerful presence beside him. This wasn’t

*Do You Trust Me? - Part 2*Elias paused for a moment, asking his intuition if he could trust her, but it fell silent. One thing was for sure: his wolf hated the girl, which was why it disappeared the moment Elias took her to bed."Do you?" she asked again."Do I?" Elias echoed aloud. After a quick thought, he redirected the question back to her, "Do you think you can be trusted?" His eyes searching hers for answer. One thing was certain about Selene, she had never been sincere, even at the point of death, and Elias knew this, he just laughed at his question.Selene chuckled too. "If you don't trust me, how do you expect me to work with Arthur? I could drive a blade through his neck at the very first chance I get.""At the packhouse, there are resources to hold down people like you, and I'm not joking." His tone grew more serious, confirming her fears. It now seemed clear that these people wanted to trick and kill her in the end, just like most of her sisters."Also, Arthur would neve

*Crystal Collar*Selene’s mind raced as the clock ticked down. Each passing second brought her closer to an uncertain fate. Her thoughts turned inward, replaying her past mistakes and the decisions that led her here. Desperation clawed at her resolve, but she refused to die like this. Pushing away her pride, she blurted out, "I will help you," her voice steady despite her inner turmoil. Elias raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “Help me? With what?” “Arthur’s plans,” she said quickly. “I know things... about the others. I also know Andrew personally. We’ve spoken a few times.” He studied her, his piercing gaze cutting through her words like a blade. “And why would you help me? What’s in it for you?” “I want out,” she replied. "Once all this is done, I want to live a simpler life. A life with no threats hanging over my head. Let me leave, and I’ll give you the information you need." Elias’s lips curved into a dangerous smile. “You think you’re in a position to bargain? You’ll simply do