Fated To My Alpha Enemy のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 31 - チャプター 40

Valentina’s POVI ran until my legs betrayed me, until my breaths were ragged gasps and my vision blurred. The forest swallowed me whole—cold, dark, alive. Fear pulsed through my veins, adrenaline sharp as broken glass. My heart hammered, blood pounding against my temples.Then came the sound. Low growls rolling over the underbrush.Pulsating like heartbeat echoes. I froze. Panic slammed into me, the kind that paralyzes sense.Growls crackled through the trees, closer now.I backed away, breath held, body trembling until the undergrowth gave way and I stood face to face with them.Three figures.Tall, lithe but not human. Rogue werewolves: gaunt, eyes glinting, fur ragged. Their muzzles curled in silent snarls. Hindu whiteness glowed almost spectral. In the silence, I could hear my own heart crumble.They bristled between trees, half human, half beast, eyes burning with hunger and something darker. Pain, self-destruction, addiction.I took a trembling breath. “Please… don’t hurt me.”

Ryker's POVI stepped into my room, my shoulders heavy with a weight I refused to name. The moment the door creaked shut behind me, I caught sight of Raccoon already seated on the armrest of the leather chair, his posture too composed to be casual.He didn’t waste time in asking“Did you find her?”I nodded once, not meeting his eyes. My jacket was stained with forest dust and her scent, hit the floor with a dull thud. The room smelled of steel, ash, and dried blood, mine and hers. A cocktail of what I was becoming.Raccoon narrowed his eyes slightly, the way he always did when trying to read me. “You’re different do you know that?.”I didn’t answer. Instead, I walked past him, my fingers raking through my hair as if that would calm the burn in my chest. It didn’t. Nothing did anymore.“What happened out there, Ryker?”His voice was careful like he already knew but needed me to admit it. That was the problem. Raccoon knew too much. Knew when to push.Knew when I was slipping and I was s

Ryker's POVI clenched my fists as I walked out going straight to her room—that God damed Valentina's room, the dull throb of bone grinding against bone the only thing keeping me from turning back and punching one of those council bastards in the throat.They had the gall, the damn gall to question my marriage.To talk about heirs like I was some vessel to breed from. Like my choices held no weight.Like Valentina didn’t exist or didn't they know I married her?Had they forgotten so quickly? The wedding I had so quickly after my stepbrother’s return. My claim. My right. They were there. Every last one of them. And yet… they dared to sit in that hall and look me in the face and ask me to wed like none of it had mattered.Like she was disposable. My steps quickened.Raccoon caught up beside me. “Alpha..hey you need to calm down.”I didn’t answer. My pulse was pounding too loudly. The echo of their words drummed in my skull.I could feel my claws itching beneath my skin. Raccoon grabbed

Ryker's POVThe door slammed shut behind me with a finality that left the hallway kinda aching.I didn’t wait to hear if Valentina stirred. I didn’t check if she’d fallen from the sharpness of my release. I couldn’t. If I saw her now, with her trembling shoulders and those damn glassy eyes that haunted me, I might just snap again.The echo of my feet on the floor was drowned out by the storm in my head. Every step I took seemed to carry the weight of what I had just done.Raccoon walked silently beside me. For once, he didn’t open his mouth. But I felt the judgment simmering off him like heat and I welcomed it.He finally broke. “You know you just revealed a very terrifying, blatant secret… one you’ve kept hidden all your damn life.”I didn’t answer and he stepped ahead of me and stopped, forcing me to halt too. “Ryker, are you even hearing me?”“I heard you.”“Then why the fuck did you do it?” His voice lowered, yet each word cut like a dagger. “Because you felt triggered over their

Ryker's POVMila hadn’t even finished her last sentence when I stepped forward into the center of the field.The shift was instant when they finally saw me, like a noose had been pulled tight around every neck.Weapons dropped slightly. Mouths parted in disbelief. Faces paled until they looked drained of blood.Then came the horror. The kind that didn’t need words to explain itself. The kind that lived in the eyes.And in a single synchronized movement—they bowed.I stopped walking and slowly turned to take in the scene like a man admiring the stage he was about to burn to the ground.They were twenty-one wolves. Twenty-one supposed warriors.And not a single one could look me in the eye. Cowards.I laughed. Cruelly. Without warmth or reason.The sound cracked across the grounds like a whip.Then my gaze found him. The commander. One I didn’t recognize. Didn’t appoint nor approve.And yet, here he was… leading my training grounds like he belonged in the structure I built with my own bl