The Alpha's Quiet Mate のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 81 - チャプター 90

Elara's POV Fenrir's jaws locked down on a thick muscle of Magnus's front leg, drawing a roar of pain and fury. Magnus, momentarily distracted, twisted violently, shaking Fenrir off, but Fenrir was back on his feet in a second, circling Magnus.A flash of gray followed. Tobias, striking at Magnus’s hind legs, darting in and out, a constant, irritating presence that kept the massive Alpha off balance. He snapped at Magnus’s hocks and at his ankles, a relentless harrier that would not be shaken. Magnus, clearly irritated, kicks him towards Fenrir.Next came Rourke, a bull of a wolf, he slammed into Magnus's chest like a battering ram. The impact sent out an audible crack of bone against bone, and Magnus grunted, the blow stealing his breath. Rourke, with the strength of a tank, pushed him back, his paws digging into the earth.A white wolf, ghostly and swift, joined the assault. Varra. She was a silent storm, her movements fluid and deadly. She went for Magnus's face, her claws a flurr

Elara's POVOne second, her hands were warm on my face; the next, they were ice-cold. Kieran's mother's eyes rolled back, and her body went completely limp, her knees buckling. If Kieran hadn't been right there, she would have collapsed onto the ground."Mother!"Kieran’s roar was pure panic. Saffron screamed her name at the same time. He scooped her up into his arms as if she weighed nothing, his face a mask of terror.“Mira!” he bellowed, his voice echoing across the now-silent clearing. “Get to the infirmary! Now!”Mira was already moving, her face set in a look of grim focus. “On my way, Alpha! Get her there quickly!”Kieran didn't need to be told twice. He took off at a run, cradling his mother against his chest. Saffron was right on his heels, tears streaming down her face. We all followed a frantic, dirt-covered procession moving through the packhouse. Wounded warriors, still breathing heavily from the fight, scrambled out of our way, their faces etched with confusion and conce

Elara's POVAs evening began to set in, painting the sky outside in shades of orange and purple, Alex appeared at the door. He knocked lightly on the doorframe.“Sorry to interrupt, Alpha, Luna,” he said, looking a bit hesitant to break up the moment. He greeted everyone with a nod. “Good evening, everyone.”“Evening, Alex. What’s up?” Kieran asked.“Alpha, we are all ready. The feast is ready. Everyone’s gathered in the clearing. Since the Great Hall is… well, you know… we set up tables and bonfires outside. The whole pack is there. They’re waiting for you.”A buzz of excitement went through the room.“A feast, that sounds wonderful,” Selene said, her eyes shining. “You all go. Have fun and celebrate.”“You’re not coming, Mum?” Saffron asked, her face falling a little.“Not tonight, sweetie. Mira said I should rest one more night,” Selene said gently. “But I’ll be there in spirit. Now go, enjoy yourselves.”“Take care, Selene,” I said, holding her hand.“Have fun, Elara, enjoy the ce

Kieran's POV“Relax, Kieran. You're going to wear a hole in the floor.”Tobias’s voice was calm, but I could hear the amusement in it. I ignored him, my thoughts fixed on the ornate doors at the end of the grand hall. I paced back and forth in my office, the polished stone floor feeling slick under my boots. I clenched my fists, but sweat still slicked my palms. I’d faced enemies with a steady grip, but today? I couldn’t stop shaking.“You're shaking.”“I can’t help it,” I muttered, my voice rougher than usual. My wolf, Fenrir, was no help. He was a whirlwind of a storm in my head, a mix of frantic joy and pure, unadulterated nerves. He was as useless as a kit today, prancing around in my mind, howling with a giddiness I hadn’t known he possessed.Tobias laughed, the sound warm and low. “I told you, you’re more nervous than she is. You’ve been fidgeting all week. The entire pack knows it.”“I’m not fidgeting,” I growled, stopping my pacing to glare at him. “I’m… assessing the situatio

Kieran's POVHer hands shoved my trousers down with surprising force, her nails grazing my thighs as she freed me. My cock sprang hard against her palm, and she looked at it like she’d been starving. No shyness. Just hunger.“Moya…” I tried to warn her, but the word was strangled in my throat when she wrapped her hand around me, stroking me slowly, her thumb teasing the tip. My hips jerked before I could stop them. She smirked and then slid down, her hair spilling over my stomach, as she licked the tip of my cock, licking me like she was licking a huge lollipop.The first drag of her mouth over me nearly ended me. The heat of her mouth and the wetness of her tongue as she swirled around the tip of my cock before taking me deep into her throat broke me. My vision blurred as I threaded my fingers into her hair, groaning her name like it was the only word I remembered.“Fuck, Elara…” I gritted out, trying not to thrust, but she urged me deeper, gagging slightly, and moaned around me like