Betrayed Luna To Alpha Queen のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

Laura’s heart dropped the second she heard the name. “Garrick.” A warrior stepped forward from the crowd, and everything about him screamed danger. He moved with deliberate slowness, boots crunching against the packed dirt. His shoulders rolled back lazily, showing off muscle layered over more muscle. Scars crossed his chest and arms—not random marks from accidents, but clean lines that spoke of countless battles. Battles he’d won. This wasn’t some random fighter. This was a veteran. An actual killer. And she was supposed to face him. What was Lucian fucking thinking? Laura’s palms went slick with sweat. Her stomach clenched so tight it hurt. But she kept her face blank, refusing to let anyone see the fear clawing up her throat. This cant be happening! But it was happening. The crowd pressed closer to the arena’s edge, eager to watch. Lucian stood motionless, his silver eyes fixed on her with that unreadable expression that made her want to scream. Garrick looked her up and do

The chanting hit her in waves. LAURA! LAURA! LAURA! Her legs trembled—not from fear this time, but from the sheer shock of it. These same people who’d been laughing at her minutes ago were now screaming her name like she was some kind of hero. Her heart hammered so hard against her ribs she thought it might crack one. She tried to catch her breath, head spinning from the sudden shift. “She actually won,” someone nearby whispered, voice thick with disbelief. “Did you see those moves? I’ve never—” “Where did she even learn to fight like that?” Laura closed her eyes, let it wash over her. The pain still screaming through her ribs. The taste of victory mixing with blood in her mouth. The sudden, overwhelming realization that she’d found something she’d thought Kieran had beaten out of her for good. Herself. Her split lip throbbed. Every breath felt like knives in her side. But none of that mattered right now. For the first time since leaving Silver Moon Pack, she felt *real*. Whe

After Nikolai had said his piece, he walked off, leaving Laura alone with his words hanging in the air. "What does he mean?" she whispered to herself, her fingers trembling slightly as she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. She glanced across the room where the Alphas stood. They weren't talking, just waiting. Like they knew something was coming. Then there was silence. A silence that felt heavy, pressing down on her chest. Laura felt it before she saw him—a change in the air that made her skin prickle. The invisible weight of another presence. Another predator had entered, and everyone in the room could sense it. "What the hell is happening?" she muttered under her breath, her heart picking up speed. The werewolves surrounding them stiffened. Some bared their fangs, low growls rumbling from their throats. But they didn't move. They didn't attack. "Stand down," Lucian murmured, his voice barely audible in the tense silence. They obeyed immediately. Lucian's order

Days LaterLaura's body screamed in protest. Every muscle burned, her limbs shaking with each breath she took. But she wouldn't fall. She couldn't. Not in front of the cocky male in front of her.Sweat trickled down her back, soaking her torn training clothes. Her chest heaved as she gasped for air, lifting her trembling arms to block whatever came next.Lucian moved around her in slow circles, like a wolf eyeing wounded prey. His breathing was calm, his stance strong and sure. For hours, he'd pushed her past every limit she thought she had.Yet somehow, she still stood."Again," he ordered in a rough voice.Laura bit her lip hard and raised her arms higher. Pain shot through her muscles, but she locked her knees firmly."I said, again!" he barked.The command made her heart race, and not just from fear. Something about his dominant tone sent an unexpected heat through her body.Before she could blink, Lucian moved in a blur of movement making her panic as she lost sight of him. Befor

Laura unable to stay in the quarters assigned to her finally cracked and stormed out down the hallway, her mind buzzing with the encounters she'd just had. Her boots clicked against the stone floor, each step fueled by her growing anger while she walked aimlessly. As she rounded the corner, a group of warriors in gleaming silver armor passed by. Unlike before, they didn't look through her as if she was nothing. Instead, they offered small nods of acknowledgment. One warrior even stepped aside, making way for her. The respect in his eyes was still new to her despite it happening days ago, all because she'd defeated Garrick in combat. The memory of that victory was still fresh, the shocked faces of the Bloodfang warriors when she'd stood over their champion, bloodied but unbeaten. Laura barely returned their nods, too caught up in her thoughts about the four men who seemed determined to break down her walls. "At least someone around here knows not to mess with me," she muttered to he