Alpha Lucian Obsession のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 51 - チャプター 60

ARIAAs for Tobias…One second, he was down the hall. The next, he was standing between them, a low, warning growl vibrating through his chest as he squared up to Killian.“Step back,” Tobias ordered. “Now.”With all the dominant pheromones in the air, I could only stay still. It was overwhelming. My head dangled as their scents made me dizzy. Unfortunately, Killian didn’t move. His gaze flickered to me for half a second—just long enough for my stomach to flip—before locking back onto Lucian. Of course, he couldn’t bear to be ordered by a Beta. But Tobias was no ordinary Beta. Maren had told me he trained hard. Funnily, not every trained Beta was chosen.But Tobias was chosen. That alone spoke volumes of his dominance.“You laid hands on Lucian,” Tobias snapped, baring his teeth now. “You don’t get to do that in his own pack.”I sneaked a glance at Lucian—who was still out on the floor, eyes unfocused, breathing heavily. Oh shit. He looked the most miserable today. I raised a leg, but

ARIAOf course, I felt it. That unbearable warmth whenever he was near. The way his scent clouded my thoughts. The way my body responded, even when my mind screamed at me to resist.It was always the same with Killian, Darius, Rowan, and Lucian—only worse. But I couldn’t trust it. I couldn’t trust any of them. Only my wolf could tell me what was real.And she wasn’t here.My silence seemed to please Killian.“You don’t have to admit it,” he murmured, his fingers brushing against my wrist again—a featherlight touch that sent a shiver down my spine. “It doesn’t matter.”That snapped me out of it. Having a wolf matters!While others were naming their wolves, I was busy searching for mine. While others were shifting for the first time, I was being called a freak—born with unique physical traits but no wolf, no special abilities to back them up.People whispered that I was a true descendant of some rare wolves from the far north. But there was no proof.No parents. No wolf.No fucking noth

ROWANThree weeks.Three weeks since I had seen her. That was all it had been. Three weeks since stepping into the Ashen Pack’s hall, since the scent of sweetness and orange had caught my attention. Three weeks since setting eyes on the omega with quiet stubbornness in her stance.Aria Moonstone. The omega with no wolf. The moment I had seen Darius parading her, I knew she wasn't with a wolf. No one to defend her. I had almost made a mistake. I had almost rejected her. The words had already been on my tongue. If Darius Blackthorn had not stopped me, I would have thrown away the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. A familiar agony ripped through me.Was I destined to be lonely? Shit, Rowan, you are just as pathetic as…“Rowan...” Rowana sighed, stepping closer. The harshness in her eyes had softened. “Are you alright?”Alright was an overstatement. I quickly wrapped an arm around her so she wouldn't think otherwise. We were twins, but her frame was smaller than mine. One could say sh

ROWANI didn’t miss the way the omegas sagged in relief at my request, though none dared to move. “I’ve come for my mate,” I said in what I thought was a reasonable tone. “Aria Moonstone.” A heavy silence fell over the room. Then Ash chuckled. Of course, he would. My request was an odd one, and I could see it in the eyes of the omegas around me. Aria was an omega who should never have been mine. Most people thought that night was a mistake. Even I had believed so. But now? I just needed to see her. To find out if her scent would ease the ache in my chest. Ash, though—was it that bad? What started as a chuckle quickly grew into something else. His shoulders shook, his head tilted back, and then bursts of laughter exploded from him like thunder. The sound rang through my skull. He wasn’t just laughing—he was mocking me. Or maybe he was angry that I even had the audacity to ask about a mere omega in his pack. Ash wasn’t a kind Alpha. He was a fucking tyrant who cared about no

ARIA“I’ve been thinking about this for weeks, Aria,” she continued, grabbing her things like she was about to leave. “Ever since I first saw you. That’s why I eavesdropped on you and Lucian. That’s why I lied. Because I had to be sure."My heart pounded. When I looked down, I was shaking terribly.“I needed to know,” she went on, stuffing a bundle of cloth into the basket. “Because we’ve been waiting for her to come.”Her? I forced my hands to stay still. “Clara,” I tried again.She ignored me. "They’ve been waiting for her to come back," she muttered. "The true heir. The lost princess of the Bloodfang pack."I stared at her, feeling the room grow colder."What the hell are you talking about?"Clara finally turned to face me, meeting my gaze with an eerie calmness.“Who exactly are you?”“I’m from the old pack. The true Bloodfang pack. Your pack, Luna.”A chill ran through me. You've got to be kidding me. She took a step closer, and I didn’t move—not because I trusted her, but becaus