FROM REJECTED TO BECOMING THE ALPHA KING'S OBSESSION のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 41 - チャプター 50

LUCIAN BLACKTHORN The destruction around the supreme fortress of the witches was minimal, thankfully no one lost their lives. The Grishan witches were only able to tear down the front-line enchantment spells protecting the fortress, and that alone had alerted Frangilla and other supreme head witches. They had reached the boundaries in time and had fought to keep them out. Ayla leaned closer, her soft blue eyes on me and the sweet scent of the rarest moon flowers that bloom only at evening wafted into my nostrils. Nero breathed in delight and I couldn't help but do the same. “Make me understand this they attacked the fortress to find the moonstone that had been missing for years?” My mate's soft voice filtered through and I sighed, shaking my head. Ultimately, they had attacked because of the moonstone. But last night they had come for something else. They maybe had thought they would be able to penetrate the Supreme Fortress. Even though they were dark witches, they were once part

AYLA BAILORE I held my breath as Lucian's scent wrapped around me despite the shower box I'd been enclosed in.“It's a frosted glass, Ayla,” His gaze penetrated mine, the tone in his voice sounding as though that made it okay. Technically, he couldn't see a thing, but that didn't make it okay, neither did it stop my heart from racing hard against my ribcage, or my body from burning so hot it felt like I was on the verge of imploding. “And besides, have you forgotten, I've seen more than enough,” I knew what he was implying. He was talking about that night I'd broken into his room, and we made out.I avoided his stare from the glass, turning my back to him as I tried my hardest to focus on washing my hair.I wasn't sure what Lucian was doing and I didn't turn around to check. I couldn't hear him from the running shower and I knew I couldn't stay in the shower forever. After a moment of uncomfortable silence, I felt Lucian's gaze through the mirror, but I still didn't look back. “Ab

LUCIAN BLACKTHORN I shoved one of my hands into my pocket, standing in front of the witches’ quarters with Eden and Dane while we waited for Devoss Lannister, Triss, and the others. I'd sent Ethan to go fetch him and his companions, but Ethan had mindlinked me saying Devoss wanted to do a spell at the borders of the pack first. Soon enough, we could make the silhouette of Devoss and a few others behind him dressed in a uniform blue cloak. Eden shuffled on her boots, looking pissed. “He came with his fucking witches. That wasn't the plan,” I glazed over Devoss and the witches behind him when someone else who shouldn't be here suddenly caught my attention. I narrowed my eyes as they stepped closer, pressing my lips into a thin line. “What's Arnold doing here?” The question came out calm and controlled, in contrast to the storm of anger within me. If there was a Lannister brother I hated more, then that would be Arnold. A sly smile appeared on Arnold Vince Lannister's lips, as the

LUCIAN BLACKTHORN My emotions were all over the place, I couldn't think straight as I carried Ayla up to our bedroom and placed her on the bed. Her dress was covered in a splatter of blood, her heavenly scent smothered by the smell of something else. Someone else, so familiar that the beast within me was fighting to be unleashed and chase after him. That bastard had been here, I'd felt him in the mountains. Just as I laid my mate on the bed, Triss rushed into the room with another witch, and behind them was the pack's healer, Helene. “What happened to her?” Triss muttered as she hastened past me to Ayla's side. “I don't know. I found her in the mountains, looks like she was being chased by Grishans. She fell off and I caught her, but she wasn't conscious,” I said, rubbing the back of my neck with my hand as I paced back and forth. “How's she?” I watched with bated breath as both Triss and Helene began to check on her. “No signs of injuries, she seems completely fine. Maybe exhau

AYLA BAILORE I released a soft exhale, squinting my eyes, and using my hand to block the sunlight that peeked from the window and settled on me. I felt good. Really good. It'd been forever since I really enjoyed a good night's rest. I glanced at the side of the bed, it was warm to the touch but there was no Lucian. But damn, the sheets smelled so good. Just like him, and I couldn't resist the urge to stick my nose into the pillow and inhale more of his scent.“Good morning,” At the sound of the voice, I tossed the pillow aside, glancing around the large room until my eyes found Lucian seated on the sofa opposite the bed, looking more handsome than ever. He'd showered, his hair styled with those expert hands of his no doubt. He was wearing a black dress shirt, black pants, and as usual, a black glove on his right hand.“Good morning,” I responded, pulling up from the bed, and in an instant, I saw the change in the corners of Lucian's eyes. They'd turned completely dark, as they lower