Her Alpha's Secret のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 61 - チャプター 70

NovaMinutes later, the pack headquarters is full—everyone gathered and waiting. A low murmur ripples through the room, confusion and tension thick in the air.I step forward, letting my gaze sweep over my pack. My people.Nate, Selene, and Aurora are the only ones in attendance, not part of this pack. Lyra and the witches remain in my father’s hall—I couldn’t risk her sharp tongue derailing this moment. The tension on the packgrounds is palpable. The questioning looks are overwhelming. Even though I was welcomed home with open arms, far too many things have been happening since my return. The first Wendigo attack in weeks. Strangers—witches—living in the Alpha's Hall… something I refused to allow weeks ago. Nate and Selene’s abrupt arrival. Raven’s appearance. I abandoned my pack for weeks, and since my return, things have only gotten worse.I have been a shitty Alpha, and something tells me that today, I’m going to hear it.Either way, I take a deep, steadying breath, greet my p

NateI fall onto the bed next to Selene, letting out a long breath. My mind is still a mess from hours of training, strategizing, and trying to reason with Lyra. Of all the things we had to face today—battle preparations, war councils, convincing warriors they could win—none were as exhausting as trying to get my little sister to stay inside the Arcane walls. Alex is still trying to convince her to return to the Oracle Pack… like that will happen.Six of the witches left for the Oracle pack about an hour ago, but the others insisted on staying. And, of course, Selene refused to return to the safety of our home without me. No matter how much I argued, no matter how much I begged, she simply tilted her head and smirked at me. The room is quiet now, just the soft crackling of the fireplace and the rhythmic sound of her breathing beside me. I turn my head to look at her, expecting to see the same worry that’s been gnawing at my insides. But she’s calm, a soft smile playing on her lips.

NovaIt’s not soft. It’s not gentle. It’s war.Alex grips my waist, hauling me against him. My back slams into the wall, knocking the breath from my lungs, but I don’t care—I can’t care. My nails shift to claws and dig into his skin, dragging down his back, tearing his shirt. He groans into my mouth and I wrap my legs around him on instinct, locking us together. He growls—a raw, desperate sound that makes something inside me snap.I pull back, gasping, my forehead pressed to his. His hands tremble against my hips, his whole body taut, like letting go might kill him.Then, with a shuddering breath, his lips collide with mine again.There’s nothing careful about this. Nothing restrained.It’s messy. It’s desperate. It’s us.His hands roam—gripping my thighs, threading through my hair, sliding under my shirt. My skin burns. I ache for more. For all of him.He carries me into the nearest room, a dining room, and drops me onto the table. His lips crash into mine with passion. His hands

NovaMy pulse is still pounding in my ears, my breathing uneven as I storm across the backgrounds.What the hell is wrong with them?I don’t stop until I reach the edge of the tree line, past the gates and the weight of what just happened.My hands are clenched into fists at my sides, trying to swallow down the rage and—dammit, the hurt—threatening to choke me.It’s not just that they lied. It’s that they thought I couldn’t handle the truth. Like I was just a piece on a game board, too fragile to know I was the sacrifice.I know I shouldn’t be out here alone. Not when the Wendigos are closing in, but screw it. I stop beneath the trees, breathing in the calming smells of the forest.Footsteps crunch behind me. The scent of cinnamon and spice fills my nose as he stops beside me.For a second, neither of us speak.Then, in a low, careful voice, he says, “Nova.” I inhale slowly, trying to calm my racing heart. Staring at the trees in front of me, I remain quiet. Of all the people in the

NovaThe Eclipse Pack warriors strike.Before we can even process their full numbers, they launch themselves at our warriors in a frenzied, coordinated attack. Snarls and the sound of bodies colliding echo through the field as wolves crash into each other, claws tearing into fur, fangs snapping dangerously close to throats.This wasn’t just a posturing move. Wynter came here with the full intention of starting a war.Damn it.We don’t have time for this. The Wendigos will arrive tonight, and now we’re forced to fight on two fronts.I land on an Eclipse warrior and sink my fangs into his shoulder. He howls in pain, but I don’t let up. I slam him to the ground, claws digging into his side, and throw him off before turning to find my next target.“Push them back!” I hear Alex through the packlink, his voice carrying through the chaos. “Do not let them past the perimeter.”Around me, Arcane and Oracle warriors respond to his command, forming defensive lines, using their training to drive