Bound To My Alpha Mate のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 111 - チャプター 120

Avery's POVHis eyes scanned the room, first landing on Hettie’s crib, then on me, and finally, they widened in disbelief as they settled on Craig then Carolina. His face, usually so warm and full of affection when he looked at me, hardened instantly. A low growl rumbled deep in his chest, so feral and raw it made the hairs on my arms stand on end. He looked like a predator who had just spotted his prey.“What… the… hell?” Zane’s voice was a dangerous whisper, each word laced with venom. His gaze darted between Craig and Carolina, then back to Craig, then to me, searching for answers, trying to comprehend the impossible. The air in the room crackled with an intensity that felt suffocating.My heart hammered against my ribs, a frantic drumbeat of dread. This was it. The moment I had feared. Zane, my mate, the protector of our pack, was about to confront the ghost of his best friend, a ghost who was very much alive and standing right in front of him. I wanted to scream, to somehow stop

The silence stretched long after Craig’s words hung in the air, thick with unspoken questions and lingering doubt. Outside, the wind howled against the windows, as if echoing the storm brewing within us all. I could feel Zane’s jaw tighten, his fists still clenched at his sides, while Craig’s steady gaze held a quiet intensity.Finally, Zane took a slow step back, running a hand through his hair in frustration. “We need more than just words,” he muttered. “If what you’re saying is real, then show us. Prove to us that you’re on our side now. That we can trust you.”Craig nodded, voice low but unwavering. “I understand. I’ve kept some things hidden, but I’m ready to reveal everything I can—starting with what I’ve uncovered about the enemy.”Carolina, who had been silent, finally spoke, her voice cold and measured. “There’s a reason I kept this quiet for so long. Because if what Craig says is true—if the threat is as dangerous as he claims—then we’re already running out of time. We need

The rain hammered against the windows as we stepped out into the storm-lashed night. The wind tore through the trees, their branches whipping wildly, as if the very earth was protesting the darkness we were about to face. Each of us moved with a grim sense of purpose, knowing that every moment we delayed increased the danger—not just for us, but for everyone who might fall victim to the shadow.Zane led the way, his shoulders squared and eyes sharp. The storm’s chaos seemed to match his intensity as he scanned the streets, already planning our route. “We need to split up,” he said over the howl of the wind. “Cover more ground. Craig, you and I will head for the old library. Carolina, you take the outskirts—see if you can find anything unusual nearby. The rest of us will check the city center. We meet back here at dawn.”Craig hesitated, as if weighing the risks, then nodded. “Agreed. The texts I found mention a place called the ‘Threshold,’ a point where the veil between worlds is thi

The darkness shuddered violently, tendrils flailing wildly as the creature's form flickered and blurred. A deafening crack echoed through the cathedral as the shadowy mass convulsed, pulling back from the strike, as if wounded—yet still alive, still malevolent.Craig’s chant grew louder, words spilling from his lips in an ancient, guttural tongue. The air thickened with energy, shimmering with arcane power. The rune-etched blade in Zane’s hand pulsed brighter, resonating with Craig’s incantation, creating a shimmering barrier of light around the creature’s core.“Hold the line!” Carolina shouted, her voice cutting through the chaos. She backed away slightly, ready to defend her companions from any further assault.The creature’s eyes burned brighter, now furious and desperate. Tendrils of shadow snapped and lashed outward, trying to engulf everything in darkness once more. But the barrier held firm, shimmering with an unearthly glow.Suddenly, the Keeper’s voice echoed in their minds,

Craig’s POV I ran a hand through my hair, torn between the accusations stinging in Carolina’s words and the heavy weight of reality hovering over us. “I didn’t choose this, Carolina,” I replied, my voice low but firm. “I didn’t want any of this to happen.” “Yet here we are,” she shot back, her gaze unwavering. “You think hiding in this old hunting lodge will save us? If they find us, it won’t matter if we’ve barricaded the door or not. We need a real plan, Craig—one that goes beyond survival. We need to fight back.” “Your father messed up big time and now you’re the one paying the price. Imagine how Alpha Zane is going to act when he finds out you’re not even dead. And Avery? You think she would come running back to you? She’s happy with Alpha Zane, I can’t believe this even happened.” Carolina continues to vent. I closed my eyes and sighed. “Stop,” I said, cutting her off before her words could wound me further. “You don’t understand.” “Then explain it to me!” Carolina sn