Sara and the Conqueror のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 21 - チャプター 30

ALPHA TRISTAN The transition from the battlefield to my pack was a blur of agony and the metallic stench of my own failure. Every breath was a jagged blade scraping against the inside of my ribs. I had led my men into the borderlands to crush the Moonshadow pack, but we hadn't met just wolves. We had met shadows—warriors who moved with a lethal, untraceable precision that felt less like Moonshadow and more like a nightmare.Something was not right. On paper, they were not a strong pack. "What happened out there?" I asked Kaelen and Jaxon who ran point on the mission as we pulled up at the front of the pack house.Kaelen and Jaxon shared a concerned look. "You are bleeding Alpha, now is not a good time to be talking the past. Regardless of the casualties, we won. That's all that matters." Kaelen said with a measured tone. "We need to get you inside and find a healer to patch you up.""Yeah," Jaxon concurred. "We'd have time to analyze what went down by then. It's a good thing this is

SARA After three days in Silvermoon—three days of a resemblance of freedom, three days of a life vastly different from any I had ever known—I began to realize that I could demand more out of existence. I realized that I must not remain a slave for the rest of my life, and that I did not have to forfeit my future for a crime I never committed."What is going on in that small head of yours?" Yvonne’s voice rudely interrupted my thoughts."It’s nothing; I’m just thinking of the good old days," I murmured. Ever since we arrived, she had made sure I was constantly by her side, lurking like a shadow. I knew why: she was terrified I would find a way to report her to Alpha Damon."It’s just..." I trailed off, unsure how to voice the truth—that staying here in the beauty of Silvermoon was making me ache for the freedom and the dignity I once possessed."Just what?" she snapped, her eyes narrowing. "You better not be having any funny ideas." She stood abruptly and marched into the bathroom, sl

SARA "There is something wrong with the Twilight Zone. Something has changed since we left. Wait here, and I will go check it out," Yvonne said, her voice tight with a newfound anxiety as we arrived at the desolate outskirts of the pack territory.I merely nodded, my neck stiff and my throat dry, watching her move through the tall, dead grass of the borderlands. She slipped outside into the shadows of the fading light, leaving me alone in the cold. I don't know how long I waited in the skeletal remains of the building she had called a "safe house," but eventually, she returned, accompanied by a man I didn't recognize—a tracker with a jagged scar across his brow."Alpha Rune has not given up his search for you. If anything, he has intensified it. So you listen to me, and you listen good: do not draw any attention to us. If you behave yourself and keep that mouth shut, maybe the Alpha will be lenient when we get inside. Do I make myself clear?" she asked, her voice firm and vibrating w

ALPHA TRISTAN The next few days after Sara worked her peculiar, ancient magic on me were a profound relief. I was truly happy to be alive when the full moon finally crested over the peaks of the Twilight Zone; against all odds and the grim predictions of my healers, I was not consumed by the wolfsbane infection. With my health gradually being restored to its former glory, it was time to pick up the broken pieces of my leadership and resume where I had so abruptly left off.The black rot was gone from my flesh, but the chilling memory of its cold, parasitic grip remained lodged in my marrow, a reminder of how close I had come to the abyss. However, as the strength returned to my limbs, a nagging concern—a genuine fear—began to fester in my mind. Consequently, I called for an emergency meeting of my high council now that I was no longer hovering at death’s door.I sat at the head of the long, polished oak council table, my body humming with a primal vitality I hadn't felt in weeks. Sar

ALPHA RUNE I could not believe the words I was hearing, but more importantly, I could not allow my soul to accept that the charred, skeletal carcass I had seen in the wreckage of that burnt vehicle was actually Sara. It felt like a waking nightmare, a fever dream from which I desperately wanted to emerge. My mind screamed for a different reality, one where she was still breathing, still looking at the world with those wide, inquisitive eyes.I am Alpha Rune, the Conqueror. Throughout my life, I have been defined by my ruthlessness and my fearlessness. I lived under the ironclad belief that no one born of a woman could ever truly reach me—could never find the soft, vulnerable center of my heart and use it against me. But then Sara entered my life. After Little Miss Blue Eyes gave me the loyalty of her wolf, I finally understood the terrifying depth of true love. I had made a silent, internal decision that if I ever lost her, I would never love again. I simply did not believe that anyo