Black Rose:My forever Alpha のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

Scarlett’s POV Draco rose early these days, always before me and always bare chested, moving slowly around the room like he was putting up a show for me. At first, I tried not to, I stayed still with my eyes half closed in a fake sleep. But I watched him anyway, every morning. There was something about the way his muscles shifted beneath his skin as he stretched, the scars on his back that I wanted to trace with my fingertips. The tattoo ink that curled along his spine like a serpent, the way he usually stood at the window looking at the grounds. “You’re staring at me,” he said one morning. He hadn’t even turned around, I guess my eyes had burned his back. “You’re not that interesting that I’d stare at.” I replied, my voice hoarse from sleep. He turned to me then with a grin on his face, “You know you can’t really lie.”He was right. I was always a terrible liar but before I got here, I’d never needed to lie. The worst part was with him, I wasn’t so sure who I was lying to mor

Scarlett’s POV We sat down in the east tower, we had just finished a meeting with his strategists. Now we simply sat and enjoyed the sun. “I hate you,” I said flatly, it was more to myself than to him. Draco didn’t even blink, only an eyebrow arched as his robe blew in the wind. “You’ve been saying that since you got here.” “I mean it more now.” He smirked. “If it helps you sleep at night but you know you don’t.” “I definitely do.” He took a lazy sip from his drink. “Then stop acting like you want me all the time…” I blinked. “What?! I don’t.” “You do,” he cut in. “You are always in my bed chamber and you never leave.” My teeth clenched together. “That’s because I don’t have any other place to sleep, I don’t have a bedchamber.” He shrugged. “You don’t need one, since you already sleep in mine.” Arrogant bastard. “Your ego is insufferable. You know that right?” He stepped closer to me, his voice became lower. “And yet you moan when I touch you.” “Shut up.” His grin wi

Scarlett’s POV The silence sounded like a trap, like it was trying to tell me something. The palace had been too quiet, I expected more. I expected the concubines to have tried different schemes on me, especially with the show Draco had put up at the last court meeting. The calm in the Coyote Palace had a name. The calm was me. I brought that calm, I still couldn’t wrap my head around it but I guess me being by Draco’s side brought some form of order to the palace. I was the reason things were changing and it wasn’t because I had asked for it. It wasn’t because I had wanted to play Luna but because Draco…. He made me look like their Luna. ***The concubines hadn’t confronted me openly…Not yet at least. They were far too practiced in evil subtlety for a public confrontation. Currently their war was waged with cold glances in whispers and in some strategic accidental run ins. None dared to do anything in particular. I wondered if it was because they feared what Draco would do

Scarlett’s POV Without Draco here, the palace felt different. It’s not that it was quieter or even emptier. No. It was wilder. Like something had been removed from the palace and now there was this big empty space, free for the wrong people to fill. Draco ruled with fear, control, sharp orders and cold looks but at least he kept the wolves in check. The concubines whispered, yes but they whispered carefully. And now? They were wantonly destructive. With Draco gone, the Coyote Palace became their playground again. The omegas shook like leaves in the wind, with their heads bowed so low one would think they had all developed hunches on their backs. There were no rules now, only hierarchy and the omegas were at the bottom. I was at the top of that hierarchy but all the concubines wanted me knocked off. *** I heard her before I saw her. I heard Lirah’s sharp voice laced with venom slicing through the hallway. “No! I said don’t touch that, you stupid little bitch! Is your hear

Scarlett’s POV The trumpet echoed through the palace before sunrise. It sounded like a demigod had blown it, there was power and an undeniable ease that he had gone to battle and was returning. Draco was home. I should have moved. I should have gotten up, dressed and walked to the courtyard like every other woman before me, with my head held high and my demeanor calm and my spine straight. That was how it was done but I sat frozen. What if he brought someone? A new concubine. What if she was beautiful, blood born and handed to him like a prized mare? Draco wouldn’t refuse her. I pictured the same blank and broken look I had on when I first found myself in his palace. What if history repeated itself right in front of me?My stomach turned. Maybe I was going to be sick. *** When I finally came out of the room, I was already late but he wasn’t in the court yet. I walked through the hallway and down the stone steps. The other concubines had gathered at the steps of the main