THE BROKEN LUNA: MATED TO THE CRIPPLED ALPHA のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 161 - チャプター 170

Sydney’s POV:Sydney’s day was going great, fantastic even.This morning, the rumors were only that, just rumors. But now? Now that the news of Lucien crushing Alpha Orion’s head on the stone floor of the castle had spread across the pack.Most people had begun to believe it.Because why else would they fight? And the few servants who were hiding in the shadows when the fight had happened had all come out and said what they heard.And the more they spoke, the more people believed in the rumors.Right now, her joy knew no bounds.That was why she was currently skipping her feet as she pushed the doors open and slammed into her sisters home.“Riley,” she called out with a huge grin on her face, “Where are you?”“Here,” a voice echoed out from the back of the home.Sydney grinned, her eyes widening as she followed the side doors of the home that led towards the courtyard.Riley sat there, her brows furrowed, and her cloak wrapped tightly around her as she laid half bent on an old stone b

Sydney’s loud scream echoed across the vast chamber of the throne room. Her screams were a desperate mix of anguish, disbelief and pain.Even right now, as she lay on the marble floor of the throne room, she could not believe that she had been caught.Above her, Lucien stood with a narrowed gaze filled with fury, his body radiated the quiet, pulsating calm that came just before a storm. His fury was simmering so close to his aura, that even the guards standing outside the throne room had to shift their positions until they were far away to not be affected.Lucien had since had her hands bound by long iron chains, they rattled as Sylvia struggled to get them off her.“You can’t do this to me,” she screamed, her voice still marked by disbelief, “I’m the daughter of an elder.”Lucien didn’t even blink, his fiery gaze was fixed on hers,“You’ve spread lies, Sydney,” he said quietly, each word that left his lips was a blade, “Lies that have caused my mate great insult. Lies that have turne

Lyra’s POV: Lyra was a broken mess and she knew it.Her face was filled with mud she created from mixing her tears and blood with the sand from the cave floor. Her face was filled with snot, and she was currently trembling as she laid beside the floor of the cave.This was the first time in her life that she had ever regretted making a decision.It had been a couple of hours since Lucien had left her alone in the cell, and even though the cell doors had not been replaced, she didn’t dare leave.Lucien’s fiery demonic eyes and aura still clouded her vision.After he had left, she had been blinded with anger, and had tried escaping. Even walking out of the hole in the cell, but whenever she heard a sound, she always ran back into the cell.What if Lucien was right around the corner?She knew it was improbable, but the fear of Lucien had been so deeply rooted within her that she was not sure it would ever leave.That was why she almost screamed when she heard some footsteps walking over

Orion’s POV: Outside the tent, the rays of the moon flickered as it brought the warmth of the mother goddess herself down on the thorne wolves hiding within the forest.Inside the tent though, the world was still.Orion stood before his most trusted lieutenants, their polished armor gleaming faintly as the pale light from the tent’s fire reached them.His brows furrowed as his gaze darted from one face to another. Each man that was in the tent right now was seasoned, ruthless, and above all, loyal.They hadn’t asked why he called them at this hour, nor had they asked what had happened after he was beaten. They didn’t, because they knew better than to question their commander.And even though their alpha had been beaten right in front of them, Orion could tell that each and every one of the wolves still had so much respect for him.So, when he spoke, he let his pride infect his aura, he let it show in his tone, in his body language and in his gaze.“Just three of you,” he said with a

Orion’s POV: Orion could feel the shift in the air the moment the word ‘weaver’ left his lips.He resisted the urge to smile, but internally, he nodded.“Good,” he said to himself, “That got the reaction I wanted."Elder Lance froze, the color draining from his face as both shock and fear flickered through his gaze. For a moment, it felt like Orion had just uttered a curse to him. The forest around them grew stiller than ever as his aura changed, becoming more condensed until not even a cricket could chirp.“How do you know that?” Lance asked, no, demanded, his voice cracking under the weight of his own immense disbelief. His gaze darted towards Orion’s face, searching for a flicker of jest, or perhaps an indication that all of this was some sort of test.No wolf was supposed to ever work with a weaver. And that was also the most important rule the elder council had. No wolf, Alpha or not, should ever be in league with any of those cursed women.Even though the elders had that rule,