Luna Lyra のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 121 - チャプター 129

I leaned forward. “And I’m especially grateful that our family bonds are strengthening.”He raised a brow. “Family?”I gave him my most charming grin. “You. Me. Lyra. Leo. Serena. One big, happy family.”He laughed, sipping his tea. “Of course. Blood is thicker than …”“Truth?” I finished with a pleasant smile.His cup paused halfway to his lips. “You always did have a sharp tongue.”“Only when necessary.”Just then, Lyra entered the room, radiant in a pale blue dress. “Father.”“Lyra, my child,” Marcus said, standing with arms wide. “Come give your old man a hug.”She hesitated for the briefest moment, then stepped forward and let him embrace her. I didn’t miss the tension in her shoulders.“I’ll leave you two,” I said, stepping away with a knowing look. “A father-daughter talk is sacred, after all.”He turned to me. “You’re too kind.”I smiled and walked away, but not before catching Lyra’s eyes.She saw the silent message in mine: I’ve got this. You’re not alone.Because Elder Marc

I nodded, sniffling. “So… what are we going to do?”He sat beside me and wrapped his arm around my waist. “We’re going to fight back.”“But he’ll expose us …”“Let him try,” he said firmly. “We’ll be prepared. I’m already working on plans with Rowan and Elder Sean. Now that I know what he’s holding over you, I can plan better. I’ll protect you. And Leo. And your mother.”I took a deep breath. “He said… he’ll take over with force if you don’t step down quietly. That the pack will reject you for hiding a witch.”“I won’t step down,” Damien said without hesitation. “Who will protect you if I do? Who will protect Leo? No. We stay together.”I nodded slowly. “He said… If I don’t convince you, he’ll do it his own way.”Damien leaned back slightly and gave me a small, confident smile. “Then we’ll beat him at his own game.”I let out a shaky laugh. “How?”“You’re going to do exactly what he asked,” Damien said, eyes glittering. “You’re going to pretend you’ve convinced me. Tell him I’ve agree

“I wanted to call and tell you everything earlier,” she said, her expression growing more serious, “but with all the rogue attacks, things have been chaotic.”I nodded solemnly. “Tell me about it.”“And Calista …” Denise paused, her eyes brightening again. “Well, she’s pregnant.”I gasped, putting down my mug. “No way!”She nodded, grinning. “You know they’ve been trying for years. Jaxon is over the moon. Calista didn’t want to tell too many people just yet, but she wanted you to know. For obvious reasons.”I laughed at her expression as she was attempting a big eye roll.“Well, I only made a herbal drink for her.”“Which worked like gangbusters. She told me all about it. She wanted to tell you herself, but due to circumstances, she asked me to relay the message. She told me to send her love and best wishes.“I smiled, touched. “That means a lot. I know how much she’s longed for this. Please, when you visit her again, tell her I’m praying for her, and that I’m so happy for them.”“May

“No, she is not,” Elder Sean called out, and all eyes turned to him. “You see, Marcus, witches are not our problem, and our people have realised that. In fact, they are our helpers as other packs have realised too.”“What nonsense are you talking about, Sean?” Marcus barked.“It is not nonsense, Marcus,” I responded boldly. “Here is the document."I brought out some papers and gave them to the guard nearest to me to share with the audience. Marcus was stretching his neck to read it, and I mindlinked Rowan to let him go but stay near.Marcus rushed to the guard and collected one of the documents. It was the pages of the amended constitution which recognised that witches are just practising their religion.“This is not true,” Marcus cried, his hand shaking with the paper. “I don’t believe this. These witches are dangerous.”“Enough!” I roared. “You want to talk about dangers? Let’s talk about the rogues you sent into this pack. Let’s talk about the people who’ve died while you schemed t

Damien’s povThe air was thick with the scent of blood and smoke.The final showdown was upon us.I stood at the front lines, my warriors at my back. From the ridge, I could see Marcus's rogues spilling from the tree line, their eyes glinting red in the dawn light, their snarls carrying on the wind. At their center: Marcus, wild-eyed, and beside him, Luca, his mouth twisted in a savage grin.I drew in a deep breath, my wolf thrumming under my skin, ready.“This is our land!” I bellowed. “Today, we end this! For Axelland!”My warriors roared in response, the sound shaking the ground beneath our feet.And then it began.The rogues charged, and so did we.The clash was thunderous. Claws met claws, teeth tore into flesh. The air was filled with the sounds of growls, yelps, and the sickening crack of bone. I shifted mid-stride, my wolf form bursting forth. My paws pounded the earth as I launched myself at the first rogue in my path, tearing into him without hesitation.The battlefield was