Revenge on The Alpha Who Rejected Me のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 131 - チャプター 140

VIOLETThe judgement chamber had never felt so hostile. Or maybe I’d just never been in it before.I stood at the center of it, shoulders squared, chin lifted, and every instinct in my body screaming at me to run even as I forced myself to remain perfectly still. Tonight, the very walls I’d once admired felt like a cage closing in around me.Around the circular table, the senior members of the pack sat rigidly in their seats, their faces carved from stone and suspicion. Alphas from allied packs occupied the outer ring, their expressions guarded, and almost like blades. Did anyone else feel like they were drowning or was it just me?At the head of the chamber stood Lucian. He hadn't looked at me since I entered. Not once. Not even a glance.That absence of acknowledgement cut deeper than I wanted to admit. I kept my gaze trained on him anyway, willing him to meet my eyes, to give me something. Anything. Something that told me we were still on the same side. That what we had wasn't abou

VIOLETI came back to myself slowly.Not all at once. It never happened all at once. It came in fragments that didn't make sense. Sound came first. A low hum, like sound of blood rushing through my ears. Then cold. Stone beneath my back. Something tight around my wrists.I tried to move. Something I probably shouldn’t have done. The pain hit sharply, and my breath caught in my throat.“What the…?”I groaned softly, my head pounding as I forced my eyes open. Light stabbed into my vision, harsh and unforgiving, and I squeezed my eyes shut again immediately. My body felt wrong. All sorts of wrong. It felt heavy and sluggish, like it wasn't entirely mine anymore.A sedative.The thought came accompanied with a stab of dread, and my heartbeat instantly quickened. I forced myself to breathe slowly, even as panic tried to claw its way up my throat. When I opened my eyes again, I did it gradually, letting the blur resolve inch by inch.A stone ceiling. This wasn’t Dark Moon's. The realization

VIOLETI woke up to darkness.Not the soft kind that came with sleep, but the suffocating, absolute kind that pressed against my eyes and made it hard to breathe.For a moment, I didn't remember where I was, or even who I was. Only that my body felt wrong. Heavy. Aching. Cold in places that shouldn't have been cold.My wrists throbbed first. Then, my head followed right after. I inhaled sharply and regretted it immediately as pain flared behind my eyes. I groaned and tried to move, only to be met with resistance.The chains cut into my skin when I shifted, anchoring my arms to something solid beneath me.Stone. I was chained to a stone. The memory crashed back in jagged and unfitting pieces. First it was the forest. And then that damn needle.Tristan’s smile flashed in my head. My heart slammed against my ribs as I forced my eyes open.I was lying on a narrow cot, my wrists bound to iron rings set into the stone on either side of me. My ankles were restrained as well, keeping me flat

VIOLET“Stop!”I woke up with a scream tearing though my throat. Or at least, I thought I did.What else was the appropriate reaction to having your enemy keeping you bound, while subjecting you to all sorts of psychological torture?My throat burned, chest heaving as I jolted upright. Only to find that no sound came out. The panic hit me immediately, sharp and suffocating, as I clawed at my own throat, fingers trembling.It hurt. It hurt so bad. I needed those chains off. I couldn’t take anymore. Please. No more. No more of all this pain.Nothing.No restraints this time. There were no chains or ropes holding me down anymore.That realization came slowly, almost painfully. My wrists were free. My ankles too. I was lying on a narrow bed, thin mattress beneath me, rough sheets scratching against my skin. The stone from before was gone.My gaze dropped to the bruises around my wrists. My neck was lined with them too. He’d been less than patient the last tie.The room was dim. The cell w

LUCIAN“Violet!”I screamed, clinging onto the hope that she’d respond if she was close by. I yelled out her name, sprinting through doors and halls like a mad man.Nothing.And then, something shifted. I felt her before I saw her. The bond snapped taut all at once—no longer distant, no longer fading. Just there, blazing through my chest with such force it stole the breath from my lungs.It was like being struck by lightning, every nerve ending suddenly alive and screaming bloody murder. Pain followed immediately, sharp and radiating from somewhere deep in my core. But I welcomed it. Pain meant she was alive. Pain meant I still had a chance.She was close."She's here!" I snarled, breaking into a sprint.The corridor narrowed as I tore through it. The walls pressed in on either side, torches flickering wildly from the draft of my passage. Shouts echoed behind me. I could have sworn I could hear Zayn calling out my name but it was all mostly a blur. My world narrowed to the pull in my