Bullied by my stepsister; Claimed by the Alpha のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 131 - チャプター 140

~RIYAThe land where the Seer had fallen was now unrecognizable.Where once there were crumbling ruins and scorched earth, soft moss had begun to grow. Wildflowers bloomed in colors I’d never seen before—silver-petaled moonbells, deep violet lilies that shimmered when touched by light, and golden vines that curled lovingly around fallen stone. Each flower carried its own magic, whispering secrets in the breeze, singing lullabies to the earth. It wasn’t just beauty—it was healing. It was life, reborn from pain.It was as if nature itself recognized the shift. As if the world had exhaled and chosen to heal. And as if the moon, in her silent, celestial watch, had poured blessings upon this wounded ground.We called it The Garden of Forgotten Names.It began with a circle of stone markers—each inscribed with names of those who had been lost in this war: wolves, witches, innocents. Brandon. The rogue elders. Even the Seer. And yes, my father and mother too, whose spirits I could now feel w

~RIYAThe wind was sharp when it came—slicing through the trees like a whisper with teeth.We stood on the western ridge, where the ancient stone markers of the Old World still jutted from the earth like bones. Their runes glowed faintly in the twilight, as if mourning the magic they once held. The last of the protective wards had crumbled the night before, their strength bled out like steam from a broken pot. Thane had ridden ahead with scouts, seeking any sign of movement, any glimmer of hope.It wasn’t long before his message came.“They’re here.”The words rang like a bell tolling for a funeral.I stared out into the misty horizon, heart beating slower, deeper. I didn’t need to shift to feel the change. The land itself had turned against us. The air tasted different—older, heavier. A scent I couldn’t name clung to it, like rotting parchment and burning myrrh.Nathaniel came to stand beside me, silent, eyes narrowed.“You feel it too,” he said. Not a question. A fact.I nodded, swa

~RIYA The stars looked different tonight.Not brighter, not dimmer—just... closer. As if the moon herself had descended from the heavens to rest beside me, her soft glow pressing against my skin like a silent promise.I stood on the edge of the Darkhunter packlands, barefoot on dew-soaked grass, the night wind combing through my hair like an old friend. My long white gown fluttered in the breeze, the hem damp and sparkling with droplets of moonlight. Behind me, the pack celebrated—songs, drums, and laughter echoing through the forest like a heartbeat. A bonfire blazed at the center of the clearing, painting everyone in golden hues, the flames dancing in time with their joy.But I needed a moment away. Just me and the moon.We had come a long way.From the broken girl sold like property, to the terrified fugitive in Brandon’s cold hands... to this. A Luna. A mother. A legend whispered even in the ancient shadows of Witch Inadu. My journey had been carved in pain, resilience, and sacri

✓ KierganThe echoes of my scream filled the whole burning forest, as the fire burned and licked at my skin. I had gone into the woods with my classmates to cut firewood for our camp party, when a large fire suddenly broke out, catching every tree and burning them down to ashes.Everyone had dispersed into different directions, but I had stood there, something drawing me closer and deeper into the fire. “Kiergan!” My best friend, Thane Blackwood, had called before running, and that was the last thing I heard before the fire took me. While I burned, a very enormous animal began to make its way towards me. Like the torture I was going through wasn't enough. The animal's eyes glowed in the fire with flecks of yellow, and sometimes with a hint of red.It came closer and I saw what it was. A wolf… The wolf snarled and growled loudly as it approached me. And, without much ado, the ferocious animal jumped on me, causing me to fall loudly to the ground. It sunk its fangs deep into th

A few weeks later______✓ KierganThe past weeks have been the most challenging in my life. After my parents had found out that I was now a werewolf due to my revelation which they termed ridiculous, they'd not been the same. It was as though the situation grew them apart even more. Like it tore and trashed all of the patches still holding my family together. I was now always alone. Alone with my nightmare. Everyone seemed to be avoiding me one way or another. It was as though I had become nothing less than a plague. When the situation had reached more than what my mom could handle, she packed most of her belongings and left for her sister's place. Dad goes days without coming home, and Nizhoni mostly stays back at her friend's place, and when she isn't, she locks her door, while blaring really loud music. My wolf whom I had come to accept after much struggle, sometimes had been helpful, talking to me and making me feel less bored, but it sometimes was really annoying and frus