The Alpha's Quiet Mate のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 51 - チャプター 60

Elara's POVI woke up to a strange, metallic scent filling my nose, instead of the usual warm, amberwood scent that filled our room. I opened my eyes and looked around the room, and strangely enough… it wasn’t our room.The bedsheets were rough and cold to touch, the air was cold too, and the whole room smelled wet and metallic. What was even stranger was the fact that Kieran wasn't here. I remembered dozing off after telling him about the vision I had.So where the hell was I?I sat up slowly, my instincts on edge. The walls in the room were too close, and the ceiling was too low. My stomach twisted. Something about this place felt wrong.I noticed the door was open. I slowly got out of bed and stepped into a dark, narrow hallway. The stone walls were uneven, scratched, and smeared with blood. That was where the metallic scent came from.Was this… a dungeon?I was certain it was my dream, it had to be, but why here? Weren't dreams usually in familiar locations?Then I heard a woman s

Elara's POV I could hear the ceremonial hall buzzing with anticipation, the low hum of voices rolling through the air like distant thunder as we went down the stairs.“Nervous?” Kieran asked.“A bit. I wasn’t expecting everyone to gather just to hear me talk,” I said with an awkward laugh.“You're their Luna. Of course, they want to hear you for themselves.” He gave my hand a gentle squeeze.“You look beautiful, Elara,” Tobias said as he joined us at the base of the stairs.“Thank you,” I said, blushing a bit.“Stop blushing, he's a taken man,” Kieran teased.That made me laugh out loud, “Yeah, I'm very aware.”Tobias grinned and turned to Saffron. “You’re more beautiful, honey bun of oats.”My jaw hit the floor. I turned slowly to Kieran, whose expression went so dark, I genuinely thought he was about to strangle Tobias.He took a step forward, but Saffron beat him to it. She smacked Tobias across the back. “I told you to stop with those cringey nicknames,” she scolded.But Tobias

Lilith’s POVTEN YEARS AGO—AND EVERYTHING SINCEIt was on a cold winter night. The kind of night that crept under your skin and made your bones ache. I was squatting behind a wrecked, rusting car, trying to hide from other rogues.My fingers trembled as I held the crust of stale bread I had fought with other rogues for earlier that night. It had been tossed out behind a diner, hard as stone and bitter from the exposure, but to me, it was gold. I shoved the piece into my mouth, trying to ignore how dry it was and how it scraped down my throat like sandpaper.My pack had been slaughtered when I was just a teen. I had been living as a rogue ever since, scavenging, stealing, fighting for crumbs every single day, and praying to the goddess or whoever not to freeze to death in the middle of the night.I curled up on the cold ground beside the car, hugging my knees tight. My stomach growled, unsatisfied by the tiny piece of bread, less than a fistful. I blinked up at the night sky, wondering

Kieran’s POVFew things in life make a man feel complete. And tonight—watching Elara stand tall among the pack, with her eyes so bright and her head held high—was one of them. I felt like the luckiest bastard alive.Our people were finally accepting her and not just tolerating her as their Luna. They were embracing her and honouring her.But I just couldn’t stop staring at Elara. The ivory gown she wore hugged her in all the right places, and the little crystals sewn along the bodice caught the moonlight every time she moved. She looked like she’d walked right out of a damn dream.My dream.Fenrir growled in approval. “She's ours. Our Mate. Lucky us.”Lucky us indeed.She smiled so softly and gracefully as she responded to the people greeting her, and I swore my chest expanded another inch looking at that smile. That smile? It made me ache to kiss her senseless. Right there, in front of everyone.Mine.“Luna looks so beautiful tonight,” Mira murmured beside me.I blinked, glancing her

Kieran’s POVShe was panting when I pulled away from between her thighs. Her wolf was right there beneath the surface, and mine too. I could feel Fenrir pacing under my skin, clawing to take over, to claim.I started to kiss my way up her body, before I could reach her mouth, she pushed me back, catching me off guard, flipping me onto my back, and in the next breath, she was on top of me, straddling my hips, her eyes blazing with heat and challenge.But I wasn’t giving up control that easily. I grabbed her wrists, sat up, and rolled us again, pinning her down beneath me in one smooth, instinct-driven motion.She gasped, eyes widening as her back hit the mattress, her hair fanned out like fire across the pillow. “Kieran—”“Nice try, Moya,” I growled, my voice low and frayed as I nudged her thighs apart with my knees, settling between them. “I’ve been patient, but I can’t wait anymore.”With one hand braced beside her head and the other gripping her hip, I lined myself up and pushed in