Just an omega: The Lycan's mate. のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 31 - チャプター 40

Alejandro and Yolanda had found their way to a cave. It was cold and small. The kind of cold that sinks into your bones and makes your whole body hurt. Alejandro sat against the rough wall, breathing hard, each breath sent sharp pains through his broken ribs. The deep cuts on his chest and arms still dripped blood, making dark red stains on what was left of his shirt. His whole body felt like one big bruise. Across the small space, Yolanda sat curled up in a ball. Her dress was torn and covered in blood. She hugged her belly with shaking arms. A nasty cut on her cheek had dried blood stuck to her skin. Her hair was messy and full of leaves. She looked so tired, like she might fall over any second.Alejandro looked down at his hands. His knuckles were raw and bloody. His claws were chipped from fighting. This was all his fault. If he had been stronger, if he had been smarter, none of this would have happened.He remembered the way Lucian had smiled when he won. That smug, nasty smile

Months had passed since the fall of the palace.Marcus entered from the deeper tunnels, his beard thicker now, his face hardened by weeks of hunger and fighting. He dropped a scrawny rabbit onto the floor near the fire. "Lucian's doubled the bounty," he said, wiping blood from his hands. "Five hundred million gold for your head, Alejandro. Three hundred million for Yolanda's." He's scared." Alejandro's lips curled back from his fangs. Good. Let Lucian tremble in his stolen throne. Every day that passed was another day Alejandro's rage grew colder, sharper. The fire crackled in their small cave as Alejandro poked at it with a stick. Winter was ending, but the nights were still cold. Across from him, Yolanda shifted on her pile of furs, rubbing her belly with a small frown. "Another pain?" Alejandro asked, watching her closely. She nodded, breathing through it. "They keep coming and going. Not real labor yet." Marcus sat nearby, sharpening his knife. "We need to move soon. The sno

Alejandro fought through the armies. his massive Lycan form tearing through Lucian's guards like paper. Their eyes met across the battlefield red fury meeting hers. He took a step toward her, but Yolanda shook her head. "Go," she snarled, her voice cutting through the noise. “Find Lucian. I'll handle Clarice."For a second, Alejandro hesitated. His gaze flicked to the baby in her sling, then back to her face. But Yolanda didn’t wait for his answer. She turned and disappeared into the palace. The palace halls were quiet compared to the battlefield outside. The distant sounds of fighting echoed like thunder, but Yolanda didn’t stop, her eyes were burning with determination.Lila sat in her new room, brushing her hair. The howls had startled her at first, but surely the guards would handle it. Lucian had promised she would be safe. Promised her power. The door suddenly exploded inward. Lila spun, the hairbrush slipping from her fingers. Yolanda stood in the doorway, her cloth damp w

Yolanda moved through the wreckage, her claws still dripping with Clarice’s blood. The baby in her sling whimpered softly, his tiny fingers clutching her torn shirt. She ignored the pain in her ribs. Ignored the way her vision blurred at the edges. Only one thing mattered now. Lucian.A shadow moved in the corridor ahead. She tensed, until the scent hit her. Alejandro.He stepped into the light, his massive frame streaked with battle wounds. His red eyes burned with the same fire as hers. "Yolanda." His voice was a growl, rough with relief. He swallowed. But he could see it now, the toll the suffering had taken on her. The way her hands trembled, not from weakness, but from the rage barely contained beneath her skin.But when his eyes landed on the figure in the center of the room, his breath caught in his throat. Clarice.Or what was left of her. The once-beautiful queen was barely recognizable, her face a ruin of torn flesh, her body broken beyond repair. The walls were pain

"Let's try this again," she rumbled, her voice layered with power. “WHERE IS MY DAUGHTER ?"Lucian coughed, grinning through the blood. "Still barking orders? You hit like a pup—" CRACK!Her fist smashed into his ribs hard enough to lift him off the ground. He crashed into the throne, gasping. Yolanda stalked forward, rolling her shoulders. "I can do this all day."She grabbed his shattered wrist and twisted.Lucian screamed, the sound echoing off the crumbling walls. "Does it hurt?" Yolanda purred, leaning close. "Good."She yanked him upright by his hair, forcing him to meet her glowing eyes. "You took my child." CRUNCH.Her knee met his gut. "You hurt her." A finger broke between her claws. "You took my daughter away from me!”Lucian wheezed, blood dripping from his lips.Yolanda slammed his face into the armrest of the throne. Bone crunched. When she pulled him back, his nose was flattened. "Beg” she whispered. Lucian spat blood. "Go to hel—" SLASH!Four new wounds opened