The Alpha’s Forbidden Obsession のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 71 - チャプター 80

Rune’s POV The alliances that once seemed so unshakable were now crumbling before my eyes, and I was left trying to hold together the fraying threads of our relationships with the other packs. The tension had been growing for weeks, with whispers of dissatisfaction and subtle shifts in loyalty. What had once been a solid network of support was now a web of uncertainty, and it was my responsibility to prevent everything from falling apart. I had spent countless hours in meetings, poring over agreements and trying to understand what had gone wrong. Why were the packs suddenly distancing themselves? I couldn’t afford to let our alliances collapse; the stability of everything we had worked for depended on it. And yet, every conversation seemed to bring more questions than answers. Frustration gnawed at me as I prepared for yet another journey, this time to visit each of the packs in person. The first stop was a pack known for its strength and loyalty, at least, they had been loyal

Rune’s POVBy the time I finally returned to the pack, my body was beyond exhaustion. My muscles ached, my head pounded, and all I wanted was a moment of peace to collect my thoughts. The journey had been grueling, both physically and mentally, as I tried to salvage the crumbling alliances that once held the pack's power secure. But despite my best efforts, the Alphas I met with wouldn’t budge. They offered polite refusals, their eyes betraying a deeper reluctance, as if something unseen was forcing their hand. It was frustrating, maddening even, to see them speak with a strange mixture of regret and resignation, as if they were bound by chains I couldn’t see.I had barely stepped into the pack house when Sienna appeared, her presence like a viper in the shadows. She was draped in a silk robe that barely clung to her body, the fabric slipping down her shoulders in a way that was anything but accidental. Her lips curled into a smile that didn’t reach her eyes, a predatory gleam ther

Rune’s POV I walked through the dense trees that led to the small wooden cabin tucked away at the edge of our territory, feeling the familiar crunch of leaves underfoot. The air was cool, carrying the scent of pine and damp earth, but none of that could ease the knot tightening in my chest. I hadn't visited the Prophetess in weeks, and considering the mess that my life had become, I had a feeling she'd give me hell for it. She was old—probably older than anyone in the pack knew. Blind too, but still stronger than most men. Her wiry frame moved like it carried the strength of three wolves, and no one doubted that the Moon Goddess had chosen her for a reason. Even though she could no longer see, she saw through all of us, and I had always appreciated that about her. No one could lie to the Prophetess.I knocked on the worn door, half-expecting her to shout at me before I could even enter. Sure enough, her raspy voice called out from within, “Took you long enough, pup. Thought you'd

Rune’s POVI woke up the next morning feeling more energized than I had in months. It was as if a weight had been lifted off my chest, and for the first time, I could breathe again. The meeting with the prophetess lingered in my mind, her words echoing in my thoughts. ‘Only Alora could break the curse.”I didn't know the full extent of what that meant, but I knew one thing: I had to find her. Wherever she was, whatever it took, I would bring her back. She must come back home. The surge of energy I felt now was something I hadn’t experienced in a long time. It coursed through my veins, igniting a determination that pushed me out of bed and into action. I wasn’t going to wait around for more packs to fall or for the curse to sink its claws deeper into my life. I was going to track Alora down, even if it meant going to the ends of the earth.Sienna had started avoiding me, which was for her own good. In the mood I was in, I didn’t know what I’d do if she crossed my path. I might end

Rune’s POVI stood outside the restaurant, my body tense, heart pounding against my ribcage as if it was trying to break free. The street was alive around me, bustling with human activity… laughter, conversations, the clatter of dishes and cutlery from the nearby tables. But none of it registered. My entire focus was on what I sensed inside, on her. Alora.I could feel her. It was undeniable. The same pull I had felt for years, the connection that had once bound us so tightly it seemed impossible to break. Even now, standing here after weeks of searching, of wandering through the world without a clear direction, that connection flared to life inside me with a heat that nearly knocked me off my feet.How could I have thought I could stay away from her? Every second of the past few weeks had been a slow descent into madness without her presence. The city was just a blur around me, just another human environment that I didn’t care about, didn’t understand. All I cared about was what