MAD END'S DECEPTION のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 221 - チャプター 230

ARAHShe wanted to push him away, but her hands refused to listen. Instead, they found their way to the back of his neck, fingers latching gently onto him, brushing against the fine strands of hair at his nape. Her trembling lips parted on their own, welcoming his kiss before she could stop herself.A surge of emotions swelled in her chest. She felt betrayed—even if their relationship had always been complicated. She hated that she wasn’t the one carrying Gildeon’s child. She was angry that they were in this position at all—protecting a woman who’d once been an enemy, someone who should’ve been eliminated.And what would happen after this? Would Gildeon be forced to split his attention between her and that child?The thought of sharing him made her chest ache. Gildeon was supposed to be hers. Only hers. And right now, in this moment, she had him—body and soul. He belonged to her.Her fingers curled into fists as the kiss deepened.

GILDEONIt was done.He’d finally slept with a sylph.But the mission hadn’t been on his mind when he kissed Arah. Not even when he was inside her, lost in the heat and feel of her.He’d wanted her—as a woman. Not as a being who could give him more power.Still, he couldn’t ignore the sudden surge of powerful energy that had channeled into him from her. Whether it was the Awakening or not, he couldn’t say for sure. It felt foreign, and though it had flowed into him, he didn’t feel any different.Gildeon pulled the blanket over Arah, who was curled up in the oversized chair in the corner of the workshop. She’d refused to use Roselia’s guest room, insisting on staying up to help with the research. She’d meant to just nap for a bit, but ended up completely out cold.His lips twitched into a faint smile before he leaned down and pressed a kiss to her forehead.When he’d heard her say she loved him, his mind had gon

ARAHHer arm lifted instinctively, her wind tattoo already tingling, ready to release at any second.“Who are you?” she demanded.The man turned slowly, then drove his trekking pole into the rocky ground with a sudden force. The impact rattled the earth beneath her feet. The tremor felt like a mini-earthquake that only touched the cliff they stood on.Arah’s heart pounded as a deep rumble rose from below. But the world around her remained unchanged. Tourists nearby seemed completely oblivious.Then, thick black tendrils—twisted and gnarled like old tree branches—erupted from the stone around the cliff. They snaked upward, growing fast, forming walls that arched and crisscrossed above them. They caged her in with the stranger and blotted out the sun. Only narrow slivers of light managed to slip through the gaps.Arah released the wind tattoo, and her owls burst forth as well, circling her in a protective spiral.Meanwh

ARAHStepping out of the shower, she found Gildeon sitting on the bed, flipping through one of Roselia’s grimoires. She paused in the doorway, towel in hand, as she rubbed at her damp hair, quietly watching him. He was so focused on reading, she doubted he even noticed she was there.She hadn’t expected him to be this invested. Sure, it was his child. But maybe what truly surprised her was how much he already seemed to care.Her hand stilled on the towel as that memory surfaced… the future the Dark Fae had shown her. Gildeon, looking at his son with such tenderness, Lexi beside him. The ache returned, blooming in her chest. She shut her eyes and took a deep breath, trying to steady her emotions before they spiraled again.She refused to believe Gildeon would abandon her, even after the child was born. She refused to accept the idea that he might choose another life.A life with Lexi instead of her.“Arah, you alright?”

ARAHShe didn’t get a good night’s sleep. She couldn’t even remember if she’d gotten a single moment of shut-eye. Even in her dreams, she felt restless, haunted by the thought of Gildeon sleeping next to Lexi in his room. The least they’d done to ease her mind was leave the door open, but honestly, passing by that room, she wished they’d just closed it.Gildeon had been lying on his side, hand still resting on Lexi’s belly. What really irked her, though, was Lexi’s hand resting over his. In her head, she pictured slicing that hand clean off.Her morbid daydreaming was interrupted by the sight of Gildeon stirring. She quickly ducked out of view.Arah went straight to the kitchen and made herself a cup of coffee. She considered making breakfast for Gildeon, but decided against it and prepared one just for herself instead.She was in the middle of toasting some bread when she heard his footsteps coming down the hallway.“Hey, y