Fated to the Forbidden Three: A Triple Mate Bond のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 21 - チャプター 30

Isabella’s pov When Magnus opened it, his face paled.A package lay on the doorstep and inside, a torn piece of Cain’s former Alpha cloak, soaked in dark, fresh blood.The message was clear: Cain was not done hunting and maybe now Magnus would believe me. The torn piece of cloth felt heavier in Darcy’s hands than any boulder I’d ever lifted. He stared at it with a snarl that didn’t reach his eyes.“He’s sending messages now,” Darcy growled, his voice low and laced with fury. “Cain’s not just coming for you, Isabella. He’s coming for us all.”The air in the room tightened around me, I could barely breathe, I was caught between the weight of the bloodstained token and the invisible threat it carried.I wrapped my arms around myself, trying to hold myself together, but every muscle in my body trembled with fear and anger.The tension that morning spilled over when Trenton cornered me in the kitchen. His eyes were stormy, his voice sharper than I’d ever heard.“Isabella, do you think

Isabella’s pov Later, when the house had settled into uneasy silence, I sat staring at the flickering firelight, the weight of the revelations pressing down on me. Vienna was my sister, an unspoken part of this fractured family, and her warning rang like a bell tolling a death sentence.I could still feel her eyes on me, the promise and threat intertwined. Cain’s claim was not just about packs or power. It was about bloodlines, dark magic, and a fate I was only beginning to understand.But outside, the wind picked up, carrying with it a low, mournful howl.The house felt heavier than ever, like a storm brewing just outside the windows, ready to break loose and drown everything inside. Vienna’s words echoed in my mind: Cain plans to claim me — no matter what. Those words weighed on my chest, dragging down the fragile calm I had clung to since arriving at the Slade estate.Helena’s face was pale, her eyes flickering with guilt and fear. She avoided looking at me directly, as if admitti

Isabella’s POV Trenton and Magnus stood at the parapet, staring down at the field below as Cain’s voice echoed like thunder across the ruined courtyard.“I want my Isabella,” he bellowed, this time his tone was calm but deadly. “Hand her over before nightfall, or I will burn this estate to the ground. No one inside will survive.”I stood behind them, invisible in the shadows of the war room’s shattered balcony, but every syllable struck me like a blade to the spine.The ultimatum had been delivered, and it was me he wanted.“I say we fight,” Trenton growled, slamming his fist on the table so hard that the cracked oak shuddered beneath him. “We don’t negotiate with murderers. He doesn’t get to walk up to our home and make demands.”“You’ll get us all killed,” Darcy countered, his arms crossed tightly over his chest. His usually perfect posture sagged under the weight of fatigue. “We’re outnumbered, Magnus is injured, and our defenses are half broken. If we can negotiate, even just

Isabella’s POV Darcy emerged first, his cloak fluttering behind me like a banner, Oliver close behind, his bow raised.Darcy’s eyes swept the clearing, then landed on me. “What the hell happened here?”“Vienna, she’s actually with Cain.” Trenton answered for me. Darcy’s face twisted in disgust, “That bitch, we should have known better than to let that stranger into our pack.”I leaned against Trenton for support, the strength in my limbs unraveling by the second. The adrenaline that had sustained me during the fight was crashing now, leaving only the weight of fear, and something burning beneath my skin.Oliver stepped forward, gently helping Trenton hold me up. “You’re shaking,” he said; motioning towards me.” What did Cain do to you?”“He didn’t touch her,” Trenton said quickly, “It was Vienna. She nearly—” He broke off, his jaw tight.“She would’ve killed me,” I finished.Darcy stepped closer. “Where is she now?”“I don’t know,” I said. “She just vanished.”Darcy cursed under

Isabella’s POVI stared ahead, trembling. “It was a vision of the future.”Darcy’s face paled, “What did you see?”I met their eyes, my voice shaking. “I saw Cain. He attacked us in a fierce— very fierce battle again.”Magnus’s jaw tightened, “Then this time we must be prepared, we can’t allow what happened to repeat itself.”Helena touched my shoulder, “We’ve faced impossible things before, Isabella. We’ll win this one as a family, just as we always have.”And for the first time, I didn’t feel alone in the storm.But I also knew one thing for certain:The war that was coming… wouldn’t just decide our fates.It would decide the fate of magic itself, it would decide my fate with the Slade brothers. The morning light barely filtered through the heavy drapes, casting a muted gray across the room. The weight of last night’s vision still hung in the air, pressing against my chest like a silent demand. The fate of magic itself, a war on the horizon; I had seen it all with terrible clar