The executioner and the Alpha King のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 271 - チャプター 280

Theo’s Point of View They’re watching me. I can feel it. Sonia’s eyes track my every move like I’m a threat. Parker keeps talking to Elias in whispers. And every time I enter a room, the conversation dies like someone pulled the plug. They think I don’t notice. “You’re too quiet.” Aries’s voice slices through the fog in my brain. “I’m thinking.” “That’s the problem.” He scoffs. “You’re thinking like a fool. Wake up, Theo. They’re turning against us.” I run a hand through my hair and stare at the wall. I’ve barely slept. The only peace I’ve had is when I’m with her. Eva. The only one who hasn’t tried to gaslight me lately. The only one who believes in me. Who trusts me. “Are you seriously calling Eva your safe space?” Aries growls. “She’s not just my safe space . She’s my everything ” My jaw clenches. “You accepted her too. You’re the one who wanted to mark her.” Silence. A beat of hesitation. “…I know what I felt,” Aries mutters. “Her scent, her voice, her touch. It

Rufus’s point of view Pain is… beautiful. Not in the way mortals romanticize it—not the kind that inspires sonnets or earns sympathy. No, this pain is sacred. It strips me bare. Boils away the weakness. What’s left is pure. I no longer scream. I did, in the beginning. When Isabella used fire to remind me of the love we once shared. When Nathaniel dug into my veins with his light, thinking he could burn the truth out of me. But pain and I… we’re old friends now. I listen instead. To their voices. Their fear. Their panic. The way they whisper in the shadows of this room, thinking I’m too far gone to hear them. “They found out she’s not Eva.” My broken lips curl. So they know. Good. “She tricked them all.” Of course she did. “She still has Theo. And Aries wants to mark her.” I laugh. It’s a raw, wet sound that scrapes my throat. That’s my girl. Even exposed, even unveiled, she has him wrapped around her cursed little finger. Oh, she learned well. She studied their desires,

Eva’s point of view “When the mirror lies and the eyes deceive, seek the mark that the memory leaves.” My boots hit the stone path of the castle just as the sun begins to bleed into the sky. I had to run all night just to get here in time. My lungs burn, my legs ache, and my mind spins with everything I’ve just seen—everything I now know. But I don’t have time to breathe. I don’t have time to rest. They’re going to mark her. They’re going to mark Britney. The courtyard is full. Wolves, witches, elders… all waiting. Theo stands near the fountain in ceremonial clothes, holding Britney’s hand like he’s already made his choice. No—like someone made it for him. I move forward. Eyes dart toward me. Whispers crawl like insects through the crowd. They see me, but they all believe i am already late . The real Eva. Bruised. Bleeding. Glowing faintly under the sun’s rays . Some gasp. Some scoff like i have failed them. Most look away, too confused—or too enchanted by the view that lays i

Sonia’s point of view It happens too fast. One moment, Theo’s standing in front of Britney, the ceremonial blade in his hand, his body trembling under the weight of magic, tradition, and manipulation. And then—he stops. His eyes flutter. He stumbles back a step, his whole frame going rigid like something inside him just snapped… or woke up. I feel it before I understand it. Aries. The shift is unmistakable—the sudden coldness in Theo’s expression, the commanding set of his jaw, the way his posture changes like a predator returning to its true form. Even the air changes. Crackles. Like lightning crawling under our skin. Theo—no, Aries—turns away from Britney. And walks straight toward Eva. She doesn’t flinch. Her eyes hold his. Steady. Fierce. Broken—but still standing. The silence is unbearable and for the first time i am really scared. He stops inches from her. His chest rising with each breath. He sniffs once. Twice. Then he freezes. His fingers twitch

Theo’s Point of View The moment the mist disappears, the world stands still. I stare at the empty space in front of me. The space where she was. Where we were. Where everything changed. She’s gone. I blink once. Twice. My wolf howls so loud in my head I nearly fall to my knees. My hands clench into fists as I breathe in the thick, lingering scent of saltwater and fire. Her scent. Fading. Slipping. “No,” I whisper. My voice cracks. “No, no, no—” I stumble forward, toward the fountain where she stood seconds ago. Nothing remains. Not even her footprint. Just water rippling unnaturally. Cold. Still. Parker is the first one to run toward me. “Theo!” he yells. “Where is she? What happened?” “I—” My throat tightens. My wolf is frantic. Violent. Devastated. “She was right there,” Sonia breathes, pale and wide-eyed, searching the clearing like she expects Eva to walk back out of the fog. “She—Aries—he marked her. Britney… she—she died, and then the mist—what the hell was t