The Alpha's Forgotten Bride のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 21 - チャプター 30

Daphne's POV I wasn’t expecting to see her of all people.One moment, I was pacing the edge of Killian’s estate, running through a dozen ways to approach him about the employment letter I’d just received. The next moment a shadow of movement shoved through the old side gate and slammed right into me.Isla.Her face went pale the second our eyes met, I halted my steps.My stomach twisted, rage flaring so fast it nearly blinded me. What was she doing here? Why did she look so guilty, like a thief caught red handed?I narrowed my eyes, looking at her appearance checking if she's really the slut Tasha claimed, her messy hair, her wide eyes, the way she stammered my name like she was scared. She was just shocked.“Isla,” I said, dragging out her name slowly, letting suspicion lace every syllable. “What are you doing here?”The words were calm but I was fighting battles inside of me. So the rumors Tas

Marcellus’s POV “Sir!" The heavy sound of boots thundered up the stairs, and I knew who it was before the door even swung open. Lucas, my most reliable guard, burst into the room, his face flushed from the climb. I leaned back in my chair, striking a match to light my cigarette. The flame hissed, and I exhaled a slow cloud of smoke, watching it curl toward the ceiling. “Got good news for me, I presume?” My voice was calm, almost lazy, but Lucas knew better than to mistake it for softness. Failure wasn’t an option, and the way his shoulders stiffened told me he understood that. He caught his breath, standing straighter. “The Redridge pack’s on board, Alpha. They’ve agreed to halt the stream feeding Killian’s territory with water. I also gave the order to our traders, silk, meat, all major supplies, cut off. No more shipments to his pack.” I nodded, savoring ano

Killian's POV I stepped closer to Isla, my gaze locking onto hers, searching for the truth she was hiding. “Why does it matter to you, Isla?” My voice was low, almost a growl, but I kept it steady, coaxing. “What’s the Blackwoods to you?”Her throat bobbed as she swallowed, her hands twisting together. “They’re… they’re not just some pack, Killian. They’re keepers of balance, not fighters. Wiping them out would throw everything into chaos.”Her words were careful, and they only fired the curiosity in my chest. She wasn’t just worried about politics, she was protecting something personal.I leaned in, close enough to catch the faint tremble in her breath, the jasmine scent that always hit me harder than it should. “And you know this?” I pressed. “You’ve been under my watch for months, locked away from the world. So tell me, Isla, what’s got you pleading for a pack you’ve never even met?”Liam shifted uncomfortably, his hand still near his knife, “Alpha, maybe we should—”“Quiet,” I s

Arielle’s POV Lucien didn’t say a word when he stepped inside. He only pulled his hood lower until the door shut behind him. I moved closer, slipping the coat from his shoulders. .“How did it go?” I asked, hanging the coat neatly over the chair.His jaw flexed, the small cut at his lip catching the firelight. Probably ran into a fight. “Everything’s safe now,” he said. “Killian thinks Marcellus and I are split. He’ll take the bait. By the time the dam reopens, they’ll believe I’ve betrayed him.”I crossed my arms, studying him. “So the Alpha swallowed it?”The corner of his mouth twitched, not quite a smile. “Killian’s temper did the rest. He saw what I wanted him to see.”The fire kept burning behind us. I thought of Marcellus, pride rotting in a sick body. His men whispered about the fever spreading through the pack, yet he still sat on his throne like nothing could harm him.“This isn’t abou

Daphne's POV I was standing in front of Killian’s office door, rehearsing the smile I'd planned. Not too serious, not too friendly, just enough to make him know I had no part in whatever my father was planning before. Timing mattered, and I’d picked this spot on purpose. Sooner or later, he’d have to walk out.And he did, but he wasn’t alone.Killian’s deep laugh rolled down the hall before I even saw them, and when the elevator door swung open, there she was, Isla walking right beside him like she belonged there. My chest tightened, but I schooled my face into calm perfection. No twitch in my lips, no flicker in my eyes. “Good morning, Alpha,” I said smoothly, tilting my chin in a respectful nod. Isla’s smile was sharp, laced with something mocking. “Oh, Daphne. Didn’t know you were standing guard here.” Her tone was sweet, but the sarcasm bled through every syllable.I let ou