Changing Fate for the Alpha King のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 161 - チャプター 170

DustinI grit my jaw. I did say that. But that was when I had full control over my abilities. Now, I am not that same Dustin.I can’t protect them the way I could before. And I don’t want any of them to die on my watch. “ Times have changed and— ” I start, but Elita cuts me off.“ If you don’t understand that he wants to protect you by risking his life, his Kingdom, and everything he holds dear, then you all need to revisit your understanding of him. ” She approaches me and takes a seat beside me. “ he wants you to go back home because you can die here, and Dustin can not bear to let that happen. He is not being stubborn or stupid. He just wants…you to live and stay out of danger. ”A hand curls around my heart and squeezes it tightly. I look at the side of her face, watching as she narrows her eyes on Striker and admiring the way she looks—so fierce, so strong.“ Dustin, I know you want to protect us. But we want to do that for you too. Just like how you don’t want any of us to get

ElitaI forgot to take the witch’s potion for some time.I was being careless. And the first sign of that should have been a crack in my appearance.But it’s not. I look down at my hands and notice the black veins that have spread everywhere, leaving no spot untouched. It feels…strange. Perhaps I became delusional. I thought the healing ability I borrowed from Dustin could fight off the curse on me. But that was just…wishful thinking.The truth is…He is not saving me. He is dying with me. I shake my head and down the potion in the vial. It’s not the time to dwell on it yet. Just a little more time—that’s all I need. Just some time. I clench the empty bottle in my fist and start walking towards the throne room. The witches have started teleporting the ancient wolf tribe to the North with the help of King Aleister and Prince Declan. Levian must have realized this by now. And he will not delay the war anymore.Just as I turn the corner, goosebumps rise on my arms. I pause beside

ElitaIt felt like I was on the wrong side of the war again. I was forced to watch as the vampires and humans entered the portal.Their cheers. Their excitement. The cries for victory. It haunted me. But I couldn’t do a thing.I couldn’t burn this whole damn place down and every single person in it to protect the people who mattered to me. I couldn’t even yell curses at them and tell them that they were going to lose this battle, and then their lives. I could just sit there and seethe in silence. It made me feel bitter. I wanted to leave this place and return to Dustin’s side, but Levian was looming over my head, making escape impossible.“ Let me go. ” I whisper as I see another batch of vampires entering the portal.They are…too huge in numbers. The werewolves and Lycans are outnumbered even with the help they received from the ancient wolf tribes. “ Let me go, Levian. If you are going to war, you should set me free and let me watch, shouldn’t you? ” I whisper when he doesn’t ans

DustinI suck in a sharp breath and then exhale. “ CHARGE FORWARD. ”In moments, everything is chaos. Bodies clash. Blood stains the ground. The air reeks of death.I move forward, freezing the blood of humans in their veins. Their bodies stiffen, eyes wide in horror before they fall lifeless. Vampires lunge at me, but I crush them with my bare hands, tearing them apart as their screams mix with the howls of shifting werewolves.Water surges at my command, wrapping around my enemies before turning into solid ice. A single flick of my wrist, and the ice shatters, breaking them along with it.Everything is happening too fast. Limbs fly. Werewolves tear through flesh, sending vampires and humans flying. The battlefield is a blur of movement, screams, and fury. My head pounds. The sounds are deafening. The noise almost sends me into a trance—a kind of trance that’s hard to get out of.But, I stay focused, keeping an eye on my friends and family to make sure they are fine. Striker shifts

DustinThe battlefield is chaos. Dust and blood mix in the air, thick and suffocating. My heartbeat is loud in my ears, drowning out the sounds of bodies clashing, of bones breaking, of war cries piercing the sky.Amidst the destruction, Levian moves fast. Too fast. His attacks never miss. He strikes with precision, and cruel amusement dances across his gaze as if he is enjoying this. Every hit he lands sends a shock through my body, testing the limits of my endurance. But I defend myself. I dodge. I counter. I hold my ground, just waiting for that one opportunity to strike him so hard that he doesn’t get up again. Suddenly, he drops down, sending Aleister and Tyson crashing back with a blow of that damn electric energy he wields. My first instinct is to rush to their side, and that’s what lands me in hot water.Never take your eyes off the enemy. I have failed the first and most important lesson.Before I can react, Levian’s fingers wrap around my throat, squeezing hard. My lungs