Forsaken Luna's Revenge のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

The cold night air bit into my skin as I stepped out of the Blackwood Pack’s grand hall. My vision blurred, but I refused to let the tears fall. Not here. Not where they could see my weakness.Each step away from that place felt heavier, like I was walking through a storm that wanted to pull me back. My chest ached, the mate bond screaming inside me, but I ignored it. Kieran had rejected me—humiliated me in front of everyone. There was no going back.I kept walking, my silver gown dragging across the dirt path leading to the pack’s borders. The guards stationed there glanced at me, their eyes filled with pity, but they didn’t stop me. I wasn’t their Luna anymore.My feet carried me to the forest beyond the Blackwood Pack’s land. The trees loomed over me, their twisted branches reaching out like claws. My wolf, Astrid, whimpered in my mind, mourning the bond that had been torn.“Why didn’t he complete the rejection?” she asked weakly.I swallowed hard, hugging myself against the cold.

The days passed in a strange, quiet routine. My body healed, but my heart still felt broken. The pain of rejection didn’t fade overnight, but at least here, in Ronan’s cabin, I didn’t have to see Kieran with Callista.Ronan remained a mystery. He barely spoke, only giving short answers when I asked him anything. He spent most of his time away from the cabin, disappearing into the forest before sunrise and returning late at night.I knew he was dangerous. I could feel it in the way he moved, the way his silver eyes always scanned the surroundings like he expected an attack. But he never hurt me. Never even raised his voice.And that confused me.Because strong wolves—especially ones like him—didn’t help others for no reason.---One night, I woke up suddenly.At first, I didn’t know why. The cabin was silent except for the faint crackling of the fire. But then I felt it—a presence.Someone was outside.My heart pounded as I sat up, straining to listen. The night air was still, but I co

Silence fell over the clearing. The tension in the air was suffocating.Kieran’s golden eyes were still locked on Ronan, but the fear in them was unmistakable. The way his warriors stood frozen, their hands trembling at their sides, only confirmed what I had suspected.Ronan wasn’t just some rogue.He was someone powerful. Someone dangerous. Someone Kieran had thought was dead.My heart pounded as Ronan released Kieran’s throat, letting him stumble back.“I don’t want to kill you tonight,” Ronan said, his voice cold. “But if you don’t leave, I will.”Kieran’s face twisted with anger, but he didn’t attack. He knew better. His gaze flickered to me, and something dark crossed his face.“This isn’t over, Selene,” he muttered.I lifted my chin. “It was over the moment you rejected me.”Kieran’s jaw clenched, his hands curling into fists. For a second, I thought he might fight Ronan anyway, but then he turned away. With a sharp nod to his warriors, he disappeared into the trees, his pack fo

The icy water swallowed me whole.The current pulled me under, twisting my body in every direction. My lungs screamed for air as I fought to break the surface, but the river was too strong. My limbs felt heavy, my mind sluggish.Then—strong hands grabbed me.Ronan.His grip was firm as he pulled me up, forcing my head above the water. I gasped, coughing violently, my chest burning. The river still fought to drag us under, but Ronan held on."Hold on to me," he ordered.I didn’t hesitate. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders, clinging to him as he swam toward the shore. His strokes were powerful, determined, cutting through the violent waves. Even now, in the middle of chaos, he was in control.My body trembled from the cold by the time we reached the rocky shore. Ronan climbed out first, then hauled me up after him. I collapsed onto the wet stones, g

The fire had burned low, leaving behind glowing embers. The cave was silent except for our steady breathing. I was still leaning against Ronan, my body too exhausted to move. His warmth wrapped around me, steady and real.But reality struck like a cold wind.I tensed and pulled back, suddenly aware of how close we were.Ronan’s silver eyes flickered as he looked at me, but he said nothing.I cleared my throat. "I should—uh, get some sleep."He didn’t stop me as I lay down on the hard ground, facing away from him. My heart pounded, confused by whatever was happening between us.This isn’t real, I told myself. He’s training me, nothing more.Yet my body still remembered his warmth.---The sharp whistle of a blade slicing through the air woke me.I rolled to the side just in time to avoid a dagger embedding itself into the spot where my head had been."What the hell?!" I scrambled to my feet, heart racing.Ronan stood a few feet away, another dagger in hand, his expression calm. "You’re