Fated Reborn, His Unwanted Mate のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

Sebastian's POV I rode through the forest, the wind whipping through my hair like the whispers of long-forgotten memories, and for a moment, I felt the sweet taste of freedom—a freedom I hadn’t known in far too long. The towering trees, their leaves dancing in the soft breeze, created a natural cathedral that filled my senses with the rustling of nature and the gentle serenade of bird songs. I inhaled deeply, letting the cool, crisp air fill my lungs, as if each breath could wash away the burdens of courtly life.I needed this escape from the castle’s oppressive confines—a chance to clear my mind and untangle the web of responsibilities that weighed on me. The upcoming elders’ meeting, the simmering tension between Loretta and Alicia, and, most persistently, the thought of Elenor, haunted my every step. Always Eleanor. Despite our recent encounter, I couldn’t shake the feeling that she was the one—my true mate. How could such a profound connection exist between us and I hadn't noti

Loretta's POV I stood before the full-length mirror in my private chamber, the soft glow of candlelight caressing every curve of my body. I adjusted my delicate lingerie for what felt like the hundredth time that evening—a garment of intricate lace and satin that Grace had insisted was perfect for tonight. Earlier that day, we had spent hours shopping, laughing, and choosing pieces that promised to highlight my best features. And though I had felt a spark of confidence then, now, as I examined my reflection, an undercurrent of nervousness threatened to overwhelm me.Tonight was the night, Grace had told me without a hint of doubt. I had to make love to Sebastian—if not for passion, then for survival. Grace had explained that conceiving his child would secure my position as Luna, solidifying my place in the pack. It was a cold, calculated bargain, one that left me feeling more like a pawn than a partner. The thought of this arrangement gnawed at me, yet I knew I had little choice in t

Eleanor's POV I paced back and forth in my chambers, feeling the weight of worry with every step. The news about the werewolf hunters had shaken me to the core. I had always believed I was their only target, but now I knew they might have been hunting others too.The thought of innocent lives lost to these ruthless hunters sent a shiver down my spine. I could not imagine the fear and pain of those who had suffered at their hands. A deep sense of responsibility took hold of me—I had to protect my people, to keep them safe from the same fate I had narrowly escaped.I gathered my trusted advisors in a quiet room to discuss our next move. Their eyes, full of concern, met mine as we talked about the hunters and the possible danger they posed to our pack. We shared our worries and brainstormed ideas, trying to come up with a plan that would give us a chance to defend ourselves. The conversation was serious, each of us knowing that the future might hold more challenges than we could imagine

Eleanor's POV "Have I offended you, Elenor?" Sebastian asked, his eyes narrowing as he studied my face. His tone was calm yet laced with a challenge, as if he wanted to push me back into memories of our troubled past.I knew exactly what he was trying to do. He was drawing on every shared memory, every moment of hurt, and I could feel him trying to hide behind that history.I knew he had every memory of our past life just like I did. But I was going to play along and keep my expression steady."No, you haven't offended me, Sebastian," I replied in a measured tone. "I'm simply keeping my distance from you. After all, you're a married Alpha."A soft, low chuckle escaped him—a sound that was both gentle and husky. "Ah, I see. You're referring to my reputation, I presume?"I raised an eyebrow, a silent question in my gaze. "Reputation?" I echoed, not quite sure where he was leading this conversation.He smiled, and for a moment, his eyes twinkled with playful mischief. "Yes, the rumors t

Ryker’s POVI watched in awe as Eleanor transformed before my eyes—from a powerful werewolf into a sleek, agile wolf. It wasn't even a full moon, and the sky was still bright with daylight. How could she do that? I wondered if she possessed other hidden powers that even she had not yet discovered.The more time I spent by her side, the more impressed I became. Eleanor was changing, growing into a strength I had never seen before. She was discovering new parts of herself, and it made her different from the little girl I once knew in the castle. I remembered how timid and alone she had been in her childhood, always hiding in the shadows. Back then, when Loretta was still around, her father never let her truly shine. But now, without Loretta, it was as if Eleanor was finally spreading her wings—wings that were beautiful and full of promise.I had never before seen a werewolf transform into a wolf during the day. It was a rare and wonderful sight. I watched her with a mix of amusement and