Alpha's Rejection: My Mate Has A Son のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 251 - チャプター 260

CSamantha's POV"What really happened that night of the blue moon? None of my rogues returned. Silverbane warriors couldn't have contained them in one night..." she paused, searching my eyes for an answer. I sucked in a breath to steady myself. Could she be suspecting that I did it?"They all died, like you already know." Carol stands up immediately, taking me aback, then begins to walk toward me. She diverts to walk behind the couch slowly, tracing her hands over the edge of it."Who do you think caused your mother's mental illness, Samantha? Sincerely yours." Her voice irritates me, but I force myself to remain calm. "Should I take you further?" She says in a low voice as she stands directly behind me now. I feel her lean closer to me, her lips breathing warm air over my ear, giving it a sickening tickle as she whispers into it."Who did you think was behind your visions, and how do you think it was possible for your father to roam every region in search for your mother only to ign

Samantha's POVI always knew what would happen should the matriarchs have a taste of my blood now that I had shifted and was in my full essence as a silver wolf. It all went back to the day my father gave me the condition to let me come to Arcana Hills.When Dad spoke of his condition, I had not expected him to have Jada transported from Nightveil to Silverbane for a blood trial.Knowing how my blood had acted on the rogue at Ravenfur, how it made him strong and alive after I gave him a small portion of it, my dad couldn't let me walk into Arcana Hills alone without knowing how strong the matriarchs could become if they had a taste for themselves. I had been scared, because I knew how my blood made the matriarchs feel when they drank it even before I'd shifted. Now that I had, I was anxious about how strong they could actually become with a taste of it now.---FLASHBACK — SILVERBANE PACK"Do we really have to do this?" Alaric asked, gripping my father's arm once we reached the last

Outside the large gates of the academy, where the Silverbane force stood in wait, Alaric was pacing in front of Alpha Thorne and the troops, his aura increasing by the minute, showing his desperate worry. He had asked Alpha Thorne to order his men to break through the gates for a second time, seeing that Samantha wasn't responding to his mind-link. But Alpha Thorne insisted they wait on her signal, like they had all agreed to do during their planning.But even Alpha Thorne was starting to lose control of his restraint. Samantha was his daughter, and if he could be in there instead of her, he would do that in a heartbeat. Two of the most important people in his life were trapped inside the academy, and somehow he was meant to keep emotions aside and stay on the side of logic, because that was the only way they could have a chance at winning the war.However, he wasn't sure how much restraint Alaric could manage any further. The man looked like he could fight him to death if he needed

After a brief introduction between Alaric and Irene, they regrouped to restate their plans once again. Samantha had informed them that the matriarchs were still on the run, and how she had managed to get their location out of the dying matriarch back at the taming pit.But as she spoke, while everyone listened, her voice began to fade in Alaric's head as his mind went foggy.It had become a pattern ever since they returned from Ravenfur, but in the days leading up to their coming to Arcana Hills, it had grown worse and more confusing.Even while outside the academy's gates, he knew how much restraint he had to apply not to attack Alpha Thorne for delaying their attack. He had been worried out of his mind for Samantha, so much that he was almost at the brink of shifting and tearing him apart.He refused to accept the thought that had raced through his mind out there. But deep down he had wanted to kill Alpha Thorne.Now, that familiar unrest that had plagued him for days returned at th

Samantha's POVThe darkness frightened me, but I let my wolf's eyes see through it. There was no one in front of me. I forced my breath out, releasing the tension trying to overwhelm me, giving control to my instincts to spot where the figure was. But my senses picked up not just one but two this time, and they were behind me, a few steps away.The Matriarchs wore scent masks, so I couldn't tell which one it was.I could feel them watching, menacingly. Their presence came with a strange sensation, it felt like cold showers drizzling over my back."Show yourself," I said, keeping my voice as steady as I could, waiting for them to make a move so I could let my instincts guide me to capture them. They circled around me in a split second, and that was when I finally saw them. I had assumed they were the matriarchs, only they weren't. They were dressed differently, an overall black cloth, with a hood-like covering draped over their heads, faces strained with veins just like the hybrids,