The Wrong Alpha’s Heir のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 171 - チャプター 175

—DAMON— My chest tightened as I moved closer to her. The chains around her wrists, the smell of her blood on the floor, the torn collar of her shirt—everything inside me burned with rage.But right now, only one question mattered.I stopped in front of her, breathing hard.“Avery… look at me.”She hesitated, then lifted her eyes slowly. They were tired, swollen, but steady.“Tell me the truth,” I whispered. “Is Liam… is he really your son?”Her lashes trembled, and she lowered her eyes to the floor.She finally lifted her head. Her eyes, which had once looked at me with so much warmth, were now cold and filled with a pain I had put there. “Yes,” she said, the word simple and sharp as a knife. “Liam is my son. Not Jessica’s.” My hearing rang.I took one step back, then forward again, unsure if I’d heard right.“What… what did you say?”Avery lifted her head, tears in her eyes but her face firm.“I said Liam is my son. Jessica lied. She was never pregnant. When I gave birth to mine, s

—AVERY— The air in the main courtyard of the Ironcrest Pack was thick and heavy. I sat in a wheelchair, a blanket over my lap, still weak from my injury but strong enough to see this. To watch justice finally be served.Every pack member had gathered. Their faces were serious, silent, waiting. I could feel the weight of their stares even though none of them were looking at me directly. They were all looking at the two women kneeling on the ground in front of Damon.Jessica Summers.And Kira Coleman.Both kneeling with dirt on their knees and dust in their hair. Jessica kept shaking, her lips trembling. Kira was crying in a messy way, tears running down her cheeks. The sight should have made me happy, but all I felt was a cold, quiet satisfaction.Damon’s voice, loud and clear, cut through the silence. “Jessica Summers, for your crimes of treason, for lying to your Alpha, for conspiring to kill your true Luna, and for the attempted murder of Alice White… you are hereby banished from

—AVERY— Five Years LaterThe sun warmed my fur as I ran, my paws barely touching the soft grass. The forest was alive with the sounds of our pack—the playful yips of pups, the steady footsteps of patrols, the gentle rustle of the wind. This was my home. This was peace.A larger, darker wolf suddenly shot past me, bumping my shoulder playfully before darting ahead. A low, happy growl rumbled in my chest. *Show-off, * I scoffed through our mate bond.*You’re just slow, my Luna,* Damon’s voice echoed back in my mind, filled with laughter.We broke through the tree line into the wide-open meadow behind the pack house. Shifting back to our human forms, we were still laughing, breathless. He pulled me into his arms, his kiss tasting of fresh air and pure happiness.“Eww, they’re doing it again!” a young voice groaned.We broke apart to see our son, Liam, now a strong, confident nine-year-old, pretending to shield his eyes. Beside him, our four-year-old daughter, Vivian, with my black hair