The Alpha King's Forbidden Mate のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

The moon hung high in the ink-black sky, casting an ethereal glow over the towering pines that guarded the outskirts of the Nightfang territory. The world was quiet, but inside Seraya, a storm raged.She stood near the tree line in silence, barefoot on the damp soil. The crisp wind tugged at the hem of her nightdress, and her silver hair glistened under the moonlight. This was where she came when she couldn’t breathe, when the walls of the palace closed in and the whispers of the pack became too loud. Out here, with the scent of pine and soil, she could pretend—pretend she wasn’t mated to the most powerful Alpha alive. Pretend she wasn’t forbidden.She closed her eyes and leaned against the rough bark of a tree. Her fingers curled into fists as she tried to ground herself. The bond between her and Killian was a living thing, always tugging, always calling. It was worse at night. More intense. Like their souls reached for each other in the dark.“You always run here when you’re trouble

The forest never truly slept.Even after the confrontation at the ancient dais, Selene could feel it watching her—breathing, waiting. The whispers hadn’t stopped since that night. They echoed in her ears with every step she took through the palace, like secrets carried on invisible threads. Sometimes they came in the voice of the moon goddess. Other times, in a language no one alive should understand.Back in Silverfang Palace, the grand halls felt too bright, too hollow. Marble floors gleamed with perfection, yet everything was coated with a sheen of unease. No one else knew what had happened in the forest. Aleron had made her promise to keep it hidden—for now.“They’ll fear you,” he had said grimly, gripping her hands like a lifeline. “And if they fear you, they’ll try to control you. Or kill you.”Selene wasn’t sure what terrified her more—the truth of what she might be or the knowledge that her mate believed she might be hunted for it.She stood now at the window of her chambers,

The night was thick with silence as Aria stared out her chamber window, the silver moonlight spilling over her skin like a veil of secrets. Her thoughts raced, tangled in the confusion that Alpha Kael’s sudden tenderness had brought.He had touched her like she meant something.That scared her more than his wrath.A knock came at the door—not forceful like before, but tentative. Aria’s heart leapt into her throat. She had barely caught her breath when the door creaked open and Kael stepped in.Without his armor of dominance, he looked almost... haunted."I shouldn’t be here," he said gruffly, but didn’t turn back."Then leave," she replied, gripping the edge of the window frame to steady herself.But he didn’t.Instead, he stepped into the room fully, closing the door behind him. The air grew tense, electric.“I thought I could ignore it,” Kael murmured, his voice low. “This pull between us... the way your scent haunts me every damn night.”Aria’s pulse quickened. “What do you want fr

Aria didn’t sleep.She stared at the ceiling of her chambers until the shadows outside melted into soft morning light. Her encounter with Lira haunted every thought. The prophecy. The rebellion. The throne.But it was Kael’s words that lingered most.I wish you weren’t my weakness.How could a man so feared, so ruthless, admit something so... raw?And yet, there was no safety in it. His gaze held both fire and frost. She could never let herself forget: Kael might want her, but he would never choose her over his kingdom.Just before dawn, she rose and walked to the vanity. The mark on her wrist—the crescent symbol of the Silver Moon—had faded. But in her blood, she could feel the awakening Lira spoke of. Power simmered just beneath her skin, like a storm waiting for her command.If she was to stand against Kael someday, she needed to be ready.There was no room left for doubt.A knock interrupted her thoughts.“Come,” she called, hiding the mark with her sleeve.A young servant girl st

Silence fell between them like a blade.Kael’s eyes hadn’t left the scroll in Aria’s trembling hands. She clutched it like it might vanish if she blinked.“I was right to come here,” she whispered. “Everything I’ve ever questioned, everything they hid from me... it’s all here.”Kael took a slow step forward. “You could’ve died. You ran into unknown territory, alone. Without a word to me, to the guards—”“You would’ve stopped me,” she shot back.His jaw tightened.“Of course I would’ve,” he growled. “Because I care if you live, Aria. I care if the mate the moon gave me dies chasing shadows!”Her heart stumbled at his words.But she couldn’t let herself soften. Not now.“This isn’t just about us anymore,” she said. “It’s about the truth. I’m the Moonblood heir. The last living bloodline of Queen Elira. That means something, Kael.”“It means you’ve just painted a target on your back the size of this kingdom,” he snapped. “Do you know what the council will do if they find out?”“I don’t c