Revenge For My Alpha: Sequel of Fated To The Alpha Twins のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 131 - チャプター 140

The resort lay in silence when they finally returned, the night pressing against the glass doors of the lobby like a dark ocean threatening to swallow them whole. The air was thick with the salty tang of the beach, and beyond the beautiful hedges and lantern-lit walkways, the restless sea could be heard crashing softly against the shore. This was supposed to be a day they would immense themselves in the complete beauty this resort had to offer, however, it had ended up being much more than they expected. It had truly been a long, merciless day. Maya stepped into the lobby first, her shoulders slouched with exhaustion, but her heart lighter than it had been for hours. Lucas was awake. That single truth was enough to let her breathe again. She had spent all that time in the hospital worrying and consoling Lily because she needed to be string for both of them. She couldn’t imagine what Lily was going through. The thought of something like that happening to Graham made her legs

The sea was restless tonight. Graham stood just a few paces from the edge of the sand, his boots sinking slightly. He kept his back straight, his shoulders squared, and his eyes fixed on the man before him—Mr. Harland, the resort manager. Despite the lateness of the hour, Harland was dressed impeccably in a crisp button-down shirt and slacks. The only imperfection was the nervous sheen of sweat that clung to his brow, reflecting the silver of the moonlight. He glanced at the dark water behind Graham as though the sea itself might rise up and consume him. “I must apologize again, Mr. Graham,” Harland said, his voice steady but tight, like a string pulled too taut. “This incident with Alpha Lucas—it should never have happened in my resort. I assure you, my staff prides itself on excellence. This… this poisoning…” He swallowed. “It’s an outrage. I’m truly sorry.” Graham’s gaze was as sharp as the wind cutting off the waves. “Sorry doesn’t protect an Alpha.” Harland flinched, but

The waves crashed with a steady rhythm against the darkened beach, louder than usual tonight. The tide seemed restless, as if the ocean itself had caught the scent of unease that hung thick in the night air. The faint lanterns that lined the resort’s beach path flickered, casting pools of light and deeper shadows between the clusters of decorative palms and sculpted shrubs. Graham’s boots sank slightly into the sand-packed walkway as he halted, shoulders squared, his gaze scanning the darkness. Behind him, Mr. Harland’s breathless voice rose, pitched with confusion. “Mr. Graham, what is the meaning of this? Why did you stop so suddenly?” The manager’s words were sharp but carried an edge of nervousness. “You’ve been on edge all evening. You’re making me very uneasy. Is there… is there some problem?” Graham didn’t answer immediately. His instincts as Beta, honed from years at the twins’ side, were prickling so violently that every muscle in his body tensed. The hair on the ba

Graham’s arms were crossed, his broad shoulders tense, and his jaw locked so tight the veins along his neck stood out. Graham had caught her. He didn’t miss things. His wolf didn’t let him. Now he stood only a few feet away from the mysterious girl, the moonlight painting silver along her timid features. She was young, with wide, uncertain eyes that darted to the ground before she forced herself to meet his stare. Her hands were trembling. The more Graham studied her, the harder suspicion twisted in his chest. She looked too innocent. Too soft. Too harmless. And that, in his experience, was dangerous. Behind them, hidden further in the shadows, Lena’s eyes widened. She hadn’t expected anyone else to be lurking there. Her wolf shifted inside her, restless and uneasy. She had been debating slipping away while Graham was distracted, but this changed everything. Now she was rooted to the spot, her curiosity locked on the stranger. "Who is she?" Lena thought. "Could she be th

The morning sunlight spilled lazily across the lobby of the beach resort. It was still early, the ocean not yet fully awakened by the usual bustle of guests. Birds circled overhead, their cries distant, blending with the gentle hush of the waves. The air smelled faintly of salt and freshly cut grass from the gardens that lined the entrance road. Lily tugged at the hem of her sundress and sighed, her eyes fixed on the gravel path leading toward the resort gate. Beside her, Liam adjusted the cuff of his jacket, already tapping his foot impatiently as he looked for any sign of the approaching taxi. They were both quiet for a few moments, the silence holding the weight of exhaustion after a restless night. Finally, Lily broke it with a small laugh that didn’t quite reach her eyes. “You know what I wish, Liam?” “What’s that?” he asked, glancing at her, though his mind was clearly already halfway at the hospital with Lucas. “That the rest of this vacation—what’s left of it—could j