Bound By Bloodlines のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 111 - チャプター 120

The room fell into a heavy silence, as the implications of Cain’s words were hanging over them like a storm cloud. Adolphus’s expression was unreadable as he wondered and pondered, but his clenched fists betrayed the turmoil within. The steady, crackling of wood in the fire was the only sound, filling the air with an oppressive sense of foreboding.Ulva broke the silence, as she stood from the edge of the bed she was holding Dorian her voice trembling but determined. “Cain, are you certain? Elder Lucian? He’s been like a brother to Adolphus for decades. He would never…” Her words faltered, but her eyes remained fixed on Cain, searching his face for any hint of uncertainty.Cain nodded solemnly. “Ashina wasn’t certain herself with how she said it, but I think she overheard enough to raise questions. She said her father’s behavior has been strange for months, especially around Leo. She believes Lucian might have known more than he let on.”Adolphus’s jaw tightened. His piercing gaze bo

Valen’s footsteps echoed ominously through the dimly lit corridor, the sound was a cruel rhythm that amplified the oppressive silence. Outside the room where Irwin was held captive, guards stood rigid, their expressions were blank, their loyalty to Valen was unquestionable. Valen stopped in front of the heavy iron door, his eyes narrowing at the shimmering runes engraved into the metal, it was a complex spell meant to suppress supernatural abilities. He reached out, his fingers brushing over the cold surface, and felt the faint hum of magic that pulsed beneath his touch.Now Irwin's wrists were bound by glowing spell chains that seared her skin anytime she tried to resist. Valen made it happen because of what she did in her sleep the last time he came. Irwin's eyes, even though it was weary, but it remained fierce, the fire within her refusing to be extinguished despite her circumstances. Now, the spell chains seemed to mock her, a cruel reminder of her limitations.The sound of the i

The air was thick with tension, as what elder Thane said kept them in disarray,the kind that could crack bones and tear alliances apart as they all mummured between themselves. Dorian stood, his back was straight and his posture commanding despite the lingering effects of his injury. The stab that had nearly claimed his life had healed faster than expected, but the pain remained, a constant reminder of how far he had come and how much further he still had to go. His mother, Ulva, stood beside him, her hands clasped in front of her, her gaze soft but filled with concern. Adolphus, ever the strategist, stood just behind them, his arms crossed over his chest, his face were a mask of contemplation and wariness.Adolphus cleared his throat, his voice cutting through the uneasy murmurs of the council members. "We are at a crossroads," he said, his words laced with the gravity of the situation. "Valen's actions have forced our hand, and we must decide where we stand. Are we loyal to the pa

The air within the Shadowclaw stronghold was thick with tension, so palpable that it seemed to weigh down even the walls. Seeing that majority of the elders has taken sides with elder Lucian which means they are all working for Valen and they all left immediately. Dorian stood at the center of the vast space, his presence magnetic and never unyielding despite the pain throbbing in his back and the pain seeing his trusted elders of the back running towards his rival . His voice rang out, sharp and commanding, cutting through the murmurs of the gathered warriors and allies like a blade. “Valen has taken what is mine, he has taken the dignity of this pack” he declared, his tone steady despite the fury simmering beneath the surface. “My mate. My Irwin. He seeks to not only shatter my spirit but to fracture the unity of this pack. I will not allow it. We will not allow it. We march into Shadowfang territory to bring her back. Who among you will stand with me?”A growl rippled through the

“If you keep fighting, you’ll lose more than your mate. You’ll lose everything.” Dorian’s forces regrouped, their breaths ragged but their resolve unbroken. Yet, amidst the chaos, a heavier weight pressed on Dorian’s shoulders—Leo’s words.The battlefield smoldered with the aftermath of the first skirmish. Bodies lay strewn across the ground, and the scent of blood mingled with the acrid smoke of burning earth. Those words echoed in his mind, gnawing at his focus. As the crescent moon climbed higher into the sky, Dorian retreated to the edge of the encampment. Cain followed close behind, his sharp eyes noticing the tension in Dorian’s movements.“Whatever Leo said to you, it’s meant to throw you off,” Cain said firmly. “You can’t let him get inside your head.”Dorian turned to face his most loyal guard, his expression grim. “He wasn’t lying, Cain. There’s something deeper at play. Valen isn’t just after power; he’s orchestrating something far bigger.”Cain crossed his arms, his jaw t