The Omega's True Mate のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 71 - チャプター 80

The gentle tap at the door was almost not audible, but Elora heard it through her thoughts. She lay on her bed, her hands gently resting on her swollen belly, her mind very far away, replaying the events of the day over and over again. The door creaked open and Caroline, her maid, came into the room with a tray of food. The sweet smell of hot soup and freshly baked bread filled the air, but Elora didn't even notice it."Elora?" Caroline was gentle as she came closer with the tray to the bed and set it on the small table next to her. "I brought you something to eat.Elora blinked, dragging herself from her reverie. She turned her head and glanced toward Caroline, returning a small smile that did not quite reach her eyes. "Thank you, Caroline," she said softly, but made no move to sit up.For a moment, Caroline studied her, the furrowing of her brow showing her concern. Elora had been distant since they returned from the picnic,

Alexander stood at the door of Elora's room, the soft moonlight pouring through the windows. He smiled to himself feeling relieved. After all that had happened, she was finally at peace-sleeping soundly in her bed.He stepped softly into the room, his movements were guarded so he wouldn't break the stillness of the night as he drew near her. Her chest rose and fell with regular breathing. She looked more beautiful than ever-innocent, calm, and so utterly dear to him. He could not help reaching down, smoothing a wayward lock of hair from off her face. His heart swelled with affection as he pressed a soft kiss onto her forehead."Rest, my love," he whispered softly, barely audible, as if speaking any louder would shatter the fragile peace wrapping the room. "I'll keep you safe."As he straightened up, his eyes stayed on her, an overwhelming feeling of contentment, washing over him. This was everything he had ever wanted: being her protect

The morning sunlight came in through the curtains, giving a warm glow in my room. I sat at the window, staring out aimlessly, my eyes were fixed on the soft rays of light that reflected on the floor. It felt like I had been lost in my thoughts for what felt like hours.I wanted to feel different. lighter. I wanted to see those places that I never had a chance to visit in this kingdom.Besides, Alexander was out on some important business, and I was left alone.A gentle knock at the door brought me back into my present. My loyal maid, Catherine, entered my room, carrying food on a tray."Good morning, my lady," she greeted with a soft smile while placing the tray on the table beside me. "I've brought your breakfast."I smiled back, though it didn't quite reach my eyes. "Thank you, Catherine." I wasn't hungry, but I knew I needed to eat something. I pushed the thoughts aside and took a small, mechanical bite of the bre

Alexander’s POVMy soldiers and I rode in silence. Just as we turned the bend leading to the castle gates, one of the soldiers beside me nudged my arm."Look, sire," he said, pointing to the roadside.There, just beyond the low brush, was Allison, stumbling and hobbling along with a noticeable limp. Her face contorted in pain, she clutched her leg as though it hurt with every step. I frowned, pulling my horse to a halt."Stop here," I commanded, signalling for the others to stay back as I dismounted.The soldiers exchanged puzzled looks, then did as I said. In a few long strides, I was beside her. "Allison? What happened?" I asked in a low voice so as not to excite her, though I was already taking stock of her injuries.Allison looked up, and as her eyes met mine, they sparkled with an oddly forced cheeriness. "Oh, Lord Alexander! I didn't expect to find you here."She was breathing hard, her face flushed as though from exertion, and yet there was something in her expression that didn

Elora's POVI watched Catherine closely as she worked her way around the dining hall, the weight of her expression palpably distinct from her meek and calm one. Something tensed in her gaze, a shadow that fluttered whenever her eyes caught the dancing candlelight. She looked distracted, her movements rigid compared to her usual fluidity as she poured wine for the soldiers and servants who dotted the big table.I looked at her again with concern. Catherine was my closest friend in the castle, one with whom all sorrows may be shared, and nothing ever ruffled her feathers. Tonight, though, she was a million miles away, lost in some private turmoil. A feeling that something was wrong wouldn't go away. "Catherine?" I called softly, my voice just loud enough for her to hear.She startled, blinking as she turned to face me. Her expression gentled, a forced smile tugging onto her lips, though it didn't quite reach her eyes. "Yes, my lady?""You seem distant tonight," I said softly, cocking m