The Luna’s Second Life のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 31 - チャプター 40

Violetta's POVAs we walked deeper into the woods, I couldn’t hold back anymore. My voice was low, coated in mockery. “So… about the fire. Are you going to tell me now? Or still waiting for something worth your while?”Theodore glanced at me, a flicker of something unreadable in his eyes. “I’ll tell you when I have the full truth,” he said coolly. “Not before.”I scoffed. “Always the mysterious alpha.”He smirked just a little. “Some things are better left unsaid until the time is right.”I rolled my eyes but pushed him with one last jab. “Guess I’ll just have to keep you on your toes then.”He chuckled softly, and for a moment, the tension between us eased.“Good,” he said. “Because I intend to keep surprising you.”And with that, the woods swallowed our footsteps again, but this time, something had shifted between us.His words lingered, thick with promise and something else I wasn’t ready to name. I glanced at him, feeling that rare pull like a storm waiting to break loose between

Theodore’s POVI was heading back to my quarters when I caught the faint smell of smoke, sharp and acrid, the kind that sets your nerves on edge. It wasn’t far, and instinct pulled me toward it.The closer I got, the clearer the chaos became. Bodies lay sprawled across the ground, some still twitching, others already gone. The clash had barely begun.No hesitation.I shifted, muscles tightening, senses sharpening. The world narrowed to the fight in front of me.The Ironclaw thought they could breach our borders easily. They hadn’t counted on me.I moved through the fray like a storm, ruthless and fast. Every strike, every kill, a warning: this land wasn’t theirs to take.Blood and sweat mixed as I tore through the attackers, not a second wasted on mercy.As I scanned the battlefield, my eyes searched for Nolan, but he was nowhere to be found. Probably off chasing his obsession with Beta John again, desperate to prove me wrong.Funny how blind obsession can make a man forget what’s rig

Beta John’s POVThe stench of damp wood and dust fills the cramped space we’re hiding in. I keep my back pressed to the cold wall, listening to the faint noises outside—footsteps, voices, and the sound of the pack searching.Rogan crouches beside me, his face hidden under his hood. His eyes keep darting toward the shadows at the far end of the room, as if he’s expecting someone to crawl out of them.“You know,” he whispers, voice low and deliberate, “I could get you out of this… for the right price.”I study him carefully. This is Nolan’s man, the one who was sent to drag me out of hiding, to deliver me to that arrogant fool like some trophy. And yet… Here he is, offering me a way out.I smirk. “And what about your Alpha? Doesn’t he want my head on a spike?”His lips curl into something between a sneer and a grin. “Nolan’s got bigger problems. And I’m not in the habit of working for free.”Ah. There it is. Greed, the only loyalty stronger than fear.I leaned forward, lowering my voice

Violetta’s POVMy eyes adjusted to the sunlight streaming from the windows. I looked away, my face creasing into a frown as one-third of my head was in a banging migraine.I didn't even bother trying to lift my head. I just stared endlessly at the top of the tent. By the smell of oakwood and trepa leaf, I knew where I was already. I'd grown up being a problem child to my parents, in and out of the healer's tent like it was my second home. Sometimes, I'd be here for two weeks straight, enduring the morning smells of garlic and oakwood. I could still remember praying with all my heart to the moon goddess that my parents would get off their busy schedules to see me with homely food and goodies, of course.Because one thing about the Pack's ancient old healer was that, apart from her repulsion of children, she seemed to have an inadequacy to prepare a decent meal.But maybe that was her curse, and this was mine.The child of the prophecy whose health was no better than her fate.I shifted

Theodore's POV “Lies. You never take morning walks.”“Well, I've got a new trainer now.”“And you fired Gomon?! Under what authority?”“I didn't fire him. He's on leave. For now.”I shook my head. "You're doing more damage to the pack than I imagined. What about Beta John? Who's out there looking for him?”“Oh, for goodness’ sake, would you let it rest? There's been an endless search for the man with no results. He's gone for good.”“Can’t you, for once in your life, make a clear, reasonable decision! You should be out there looking for that man. You should be doubling down on your efforts to find those traitors! God knows what information he is giving to the other side!”But I was a fool to think Nolan was one to be reasoned with. His ego made up most of his personality, and the rest of that personality was trash.“You see, that's the difference between me and you, Theodore. I'm not stocked up, bitter, and constantly putting everyone around me on target when the real enemy is myself