The Wolf’s Redemption のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 71 - チャプター 80

Dickson’s POVThe next morning, I woke at dawn once again. I dreaded the quiet before the day stirred to life—a space too big, too empty. The weight of Daisy’s words from last night sat heavy in my chest. *Feel whatever you want… just don’t let those feelings break what we have.* Those words repeated like a mantra.I got up, dressed, and headed outside to the backyard, hoping the crisp air would settle me. The garden lay untouched in early light; dew pooled on leaves, silence thick between the hedges. I spotted Daisy by the old oak, curled in a chair, staring into nothing.I moved to her quietly. She didn’t look at me—didn’t want to. I understood that. I pulled up a chair beside hers and let the silence stretch. My legs felt weak under the weight of uncertainty.“Morning,” I said softly.“Morning,” she replied, breathing in. I could hear the tension in her voice, the tight set of her shoulders.“Did you sleep at all?” I asked.“Some,” she said, voice small.“I’m glad,” I said—as thou

Chapter 73Dickson’s PovI woke up in a hospital bed.Lights are too bright.Voices too quiet.Pain, everywhere.But her hand was in mine.Daisy.She hadn’t left.“Hey,” I whispered.Her eyes opened, red and swollen.“You’re awake,” she breathed.“Barely. What happened?”“You were taken. Hark had you.”“Did we get him?”“Kelvin did.”I nodded slowly.“Thank you,” I said.“You scared me,” she replied, her voice cracking.“I’m sorry.”DAISYI held his hand tighter.“You don’t get to leave me, not like that.”“I won’t. I promise.”“Good. Because if you do, I’ll drag you back.”He smiled weakly.“Was Rosa okay?”“She helped. More than I expected.”“She faced him?”“She told him something... something about a child.”Dickson’s face changed.“A child?”“Yes. His child.”He blinked. “That’s news.”ROSAI sat in the interrogation room.Two enforcers on guard.But I wasn’t a prisoner.Not yet.Kelvin stood across the table.“You didn’t have to come back with us,” he said.“I owed them that muc

Dickson’s POVThey came fast.I counted at least ten, maybe more, all in wolf form, charging through the eastern line. Teeth bared. Eyes wild.I shifted, mid-run. My muscles stretched, bones cracked, fur tore through skin.I didn’t stop.Kelvin tackled the first one. I slammed into the second.Claws. Snarls. Blood.Chaos.Behind me, Grim and the others held the line.But they kept coming.For every one we brought down, another slipped through.“Fall back to the secondary barrier!” Kelvin shouted.We retreated slowly, fighting with each step.We wouldn’t break.Not tonight.Daisy’s POVI held Zuri and Tobi in the panic room.The sounds outside were terrifying—howls, growls, shouts.Zuri covered her ears. “Make it stop.”I kissed her head. “Soon, baby. It’ll be over soon.”Tobi clenched his fists. “I want to help.”“You’re helping by being brave.”The room trembled.A loud thud.Something hit the outside door.Then silence.Then scratching.I stood and grabbed the emergency blade.“If t

Daisy’s POV“Shadows Don’t Fade”The moon had barely faded from the sky when I felt it—that strange stillness that usually meant trouble.I sat up in bed, blinking the sleep from my eyes.Dickson stirred beside me. “What is it?”“Something’s wrong,” I said, already pulling on my hoodie.He sat up too. “Another attack?”“No. Not outside,” I whispered. “Inside.”I moved down the hallway, every step quiet. Tobi and Zuri’s room was at the far end. I opened the door slowly.Zuri was gone.My heart stopped.Then a whisper.“Mom?”She stood by the window, arms wrapped around her stuffed bunny.“Zuri!” I rushed to her. “What are you doing?”She looked up at me. “He’s watching us.”I knelt beside her. “Who?”“The man from before. The one who hides now.”My blood turned cold.“Lycan?” I asked carefully.She shook her head. “No. Someone worse.”Dickson’s POVThe air had that old scent—metallic, bitter, wrong.I stood on the porch while Daisy checked Zuri again.Kelvin approached, gun slung over

Daisy’s POV / Zuri’s POV / Dickson’s POVDaisy’s POVI was cutting apples in the kitchen when Zuri screamed.Not crying.Not whimpering.Screamed.The knife dropped from my hand.I ran.“Zuri!”I threw the door open. She was on the floor of her room, holding her head, shaking.“Zuri! Baby, what’s wrong?”Her eyes were wide. Her lips trembled.“He’s here.”“Who?”She pointed to the window. “The man from my dreams.”I rushed to the window. Nothing.“Dickson!” I shouted.He came running.“What happened?”“She saw something again. She says he’s here.”Zuri clutched my hand. “He’s not outside. He’s… inside.”Dickson turned. “Inside the house?”“No,” she whispered. “Inside someone’s head.”Zuri’s POVI didn’t know how to explain it.He was whispering again.Not in my ears, but inside my mind.“He says the moon is dying,” I told Mom.She stared at me. “Zuri, what does that mean?”I looked at her. “He’s coming when it turns black.”Dickson knelt beside me. “Zuri, focus. What did you see?”“A