Lycan Heart-The Rejected Mate のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 51 - チャプター 60

~Cana's POV:The big client Zane had spoken about had turned out to be the very same one we visited the last time and knowing Axel would eventually show up, I dreaded that meeting as it began. However, when he did show up, surprisingly, he made no effort to talk, look, or even acknowledge me. It was almost as if he had become a new person compared to the man who had boldly walked onto another Alpha's territory and offered me to become a concubine of his.However, he did send a glare at Zane, one I couldn't decipher the meaning of, right before the client began stating how much he wanted his product to be advertised."I want to stand out," The man explained. "I'm sure you've heard of the upcoming Gala the council will be hosting, right?"The council, much like Zane's pack that was famous for being strong, was made up of several Alpha's, all who exceeded the boundaries of strength and claimed to be the Pillar of righteousness in society. But in reality, they were like corrupt politicia

~Cana’s POV:Zane was visibly stunned by my request, confused even. I could see from where I sat as he opened his mouth, presumably to say something, something good, I hoped, but at the last moment, he shut his mouth. “Zane, take me to her?” I repeated, wincing at how harsh and commanding I had sounded. It wasn’t meant to come out that way. But with the minutes, or near hour that I had cried, both silently and outwardly, and the outburst just a short while ago, I could hardly blame myself. “Cana,” He began, softly as usual, but his eyes remained on the steering. I frowned at this. If he was going to discourage me from meeting this friend of his, someone I could for once feel like I belonged with, then why bring her up? However, his next words were far more different than I had expected. “I’m not going to discourage you and no way in hell am I going to stop you if you want to meet her, but I just have to know, why do you want to meet her?” He asked. For a few seconds, I stared s

~Cana’s POV:Although I had talked big, assuring Zane that I was okay and that he could trust me, the moment I stepped out of his line of sight and followed Raquel down the hallway, all that bravado vanished, replaced with a newfound sense of uncertainty.My mind raced, trying to come up with reasons as to why I should turn back and run into the room I had left Zane in, but I found none.If I did that, then not only would I disappoint him, but I’d also disappoint myself and end up not earning anything, knowledge-wise. Sighing, I glanced down the hall, taking note that, unlike the living room where Zane still sat, the hallway was littered with pictures, and a lot of them too.Curiously, I examined a picture, or rather, the three individuals who sat together.My eyes focused on the young lady, with long brown hair, who sat in the center. She looked familiar to some extent, but I couldn’t figure out who it was.The male beside her looked a lot like her, but younger. Perhaps her son, or

Cana’s POV:Zane hadn’t said a word since we left Raquel’s lab. His hand rested gently on the small of my back as he guided me through the corridors of the mansion, but his usual warmth felt more like pressure tonight. I could feel the tension in him, and I knew he was holding back his questions, waiting until we were somewhere private. I wasn’t sure what he was more upset about the conversation I’d had with Raquel or the fact that I wasn’t being fully transparent with him.As we stepped out into the cool night air, I inhaled deeply, hoping it would calm my frayed nerves. The sky above was painted with stars, their soft glow reflecting Zane’s concern as he glanced at me from the corner of his eye. I could tell he was trying to gauge how much to push me, but I wasn’t ready for that conversation. Not yet.The mansion loomed behind us as we reached Zane’s car. He opened the door for me, his brow furrowed in thought. I slid inside, grateful for the momentary reprieve from his gaze, though

Cana's POV:I stood frozen, watching as Otto’s message to Mia was relayed. The relief that surged through me was fleeting, replaced almost instantly by a wave of nausea. My limbs ached from exhaustion; my mind was still clouded with doubt. Otto had found me, but it didn’t erase the danger lurking in the shadows.“Mia’s on her way,” Otto said, pocketing his phone. “We’ll take you back to a safe place. We need to regroup. Something big is coming.”I swallowed hard, my mouth dry. “What do you mean, ‘something big’?”Otto’s eyes darkened. “The rogues. They’ve been gathering in numbers I’ve never seen before. It’s not just small groups anymore. They’re forming a pack of their own—an army. And they’re coming for the packs.”A chill ran down my spine. My memories of the attack were still fresh in my mind, the violence of the rogues, the blood, and the terror. But the thought of them forming an army was something else entirely.“I thought the rogues were too divided to band together,” I said,