A Breeder For The Ruthless Alpha king のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 171 - チャプター 180

Ivy.My room was a total mess. Clothes were scattered all over the floor in random piles. The bed was half-made, but that didn't bother me. I need to figure out a way to leave this city at once.I looked down at the blood-stained cloth in my hands. My fingers shook as I held it tight, trying to hide it, trying to get rid of it. But no matter where I put it under the bed, in the closet, behind the curtains, it felt like it was still there. I could see it. Feel it. The thick dark blood soaking through the fabric, staining my skin. The smell lingered, strong and sharp, and it wouldn’t go away. I felt like it was stuck to me.I pulled the cloth against my chest and bit my lip, trying to slow my breathing. Each breath was short and uneven. I had to calm down. I had to get rid of it or maybe hide it. Dammit!!! I need to make up my mind before anyone sees the damn thing.I scanned the room for somewhere to stash the evidence, but everywhere I looked seemed so open or rather too exposing. Eve

Lucy.It had been three days.Three torturous, sleepless, soul-wrenching days since I discovered my father might still be alive and in all that time, not a single trace. Goddamnit, I was losing my fucking mind. Every morning I opened my eyes to the same nightmare.Each day bled into the next like ink in water, smearing the hours into a haze of fruitless searching and suffocating silence. I’d burned every bridge, followed every trail, bribed and threatened anyone who might have heard a whisper and still came up empty-handed. It was like the earth had swallowed him whole.That afternoon, the silence shattered with a scream.I bolted upright in bed, my heart hammering as the house trembled around me. I didn’t need to be told, I already knew.“Mom!” I shouted, rushing out of my room and nearly crashing into the hallway wall as I sprinted. “Mama, I’m coming!”She was twisted in the sheets, her body slick with sweat, cracked lips gasping as she screamed again, this time louder. Her fingers

AuroraI stared at the two of them, my heart pounding like a drum against my ribs. The thought of placing them in danger twisted my insides. I despised the idea of involving them in the poisonous mess that was my family. But facing this alone wasn’t an option anymore. I couldn’t do it by myself. And the truth was I didn’t have to.“Alright,” I murmured. “We do it together. But we’re careful. Every step of the way.”We returned to Liz’s place as the sky began to shift. Thick clouds were building above, rolling in like an army. Distant thunder cracked through the air. A storm was brewing, how appropriate.Once inside, I got ready. If I was about to step into the fire, I would do so armed. I changed into my black leather suit form-fitting, tough, and lined with hidden compartments. I slid knives into my boots, tucked a short blade into my waistband, and secured a pistol beneath my jacket. I whispered a silent plea to whatever deity might still be listening: let me make it through this wi

AuroraThe instant my body shattered through the ship's window, the world spiraled into absolute chaos.Glass sprayed outward like sharp, glittering shards. Wind screamed in my ears, deafening and fierce. But it was the moment that followed, the one where I plunged into the freezing, unrelenting water.Agony ripped down my spine, like a knife dragged from the base of my neck to the small of my back. My lungs seized as I inhaled saltwater, choking. Still, I clutched my babies to my chest, one in each arm. Their tiny frames felt featherlight, but the fear coming off them was palpable.Keep moving, I commanded myself. Don’t stop.I kicked hard, legs slicing through the current with every ounce of strength I had left. Every motion was a fresh jolt of pain. My back screamed, but I didn’t stop to think about it. Nothing mattered except the two little lives I held tightly against me.Behind us, the ship detonated in a thunderous burst of fire and steel. I never looked back.My muscles scream

Lucy“A fresh rogue, are we?”The voice coiled behind me like a snake through dry grass. My whole body went rigid. I turned slowly, heart slamming against my ribs. One hand hovered near the dagger hidden under my tunic. Then I saw his eyes.Golden. With a speck of amber in the right one. Familiar. Too familiar.My breath caught in my throat.That scar just above his brow—the one I knew better than my own reflection. My lips parted without sound. My pulse stuttered, and I forgot for a second how to breathe.“...Ellison?” I said softly, barely audible over the pulse pounding in my ears.A smirk tugged at the corners of his mouth. “Shh,” he murmured, raising a finger to his lips. “Don’t blow your cover, Rook.”I didn’t wait. My hand latched onto his arm and yanked him toward a crumbling wall coated in shadow. The alley was narrow and dim, but even the dark had ears in a place like this.“Are you out of your mind?” I whispered fiercely. “Do you have any idea what you’re risking?”He lean