The Lycan Princess' Revenge のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 51 - チャプター 60

Lucianne~ The rain was heavy, and my feet barely touched the ground as I ran through the woods. My heart was beating out of my chest, and I had an eerie feeling that I was not alone in the foliage. Every sense told me to run despite not knowing what exactly I was running from. Then a loud thunder overhead startled me into stopping. I looked around the woods to see no way out. It was like a maze that looked impossible to solve. Suddenly, my shoulders grew heavy, and hands came to grab them. A jolt ran down my spine. I awakened with a gasp, my breath coming in short, sharp bursts. The cold night air stung my lungs, reminding me that the dream was over, but the sense of fear and urgency lingered. I sat up, trying to shake off the remnants of the nightmare. My room was dark, the only light coming from the dim glow of the moon seeping through the thin curtains. As I gathered my thoughts, I couldn't help but wonder what it all meant. The dream felt so real, as if the woods were calling

Lucianne~"That's deplorable," Alpha said, his tone a harsh whisper.I never thought his reaction would be so intense. I felt something I'd much rather leave unexplored and unexamined flutter in my chest. I managed to shrug, trying to seem unbothered by the fact that Jameson had disallowed me from stepping into the arena. Not even as a spectator, much less a fighter."Dear, omegas are not meant to be there," my future mother-in-law had said, consoling me. "It's against tradition."I understood, but I could not lie and say it didn't hurt, because it did. The sound of the spectators' cheers would echo throughout the castle. There was almost always a vibration that I could feel in my feet."Omegas are not any less," Raphael said softly, moving forward towards me. I looked up at him, and I knew I should move away. But there was a pull toward him that made me stay in place, especially with the way his crimson eyes seemed to look into my soul."You need not feel any less," he whispered, com

Lucianne~His face fell as mine did. "It's a shame. I always thought we would meet again.""I'm sorry," I said quietly.He shook his head. "I hope he had a good life."I smiled. "He did. He was full of zest.""And wild ideas." He took the words out of my mouth. "He had a fire in him that couldn’t be tamed," Luc added, his voice filled with fondness and a hint of melancholy. "We used to dream big, your father and I, always talking about the things we would do, the places we would see. It’s strange how life turns out sometimes."I nodded, feeling a deep connection to this man I had just met. It was as if he had opened a small window into my father’s past, showing me a side of him I never knew but desperately wanted to understand. But other than that, he made me feel at ease. Maybe it was his aura or the softness in his eyes when he looked at me. Almost like he was not seeing me as a stranger, but as someone he cared for.Luc studied me for a moment, his gaze thoughtful. "You remind me o

Lucianne~Lance clung to me as if I were a lifeline, his body trembling with the force of his suppressed grief finally being unleashed. I could feel the depth of his sorrow, the years of regret and guilt that he had kept bottled up. It was overwhelming, and I could only hold him tighter, offering what little comfort I could."It's okay," I whispered, my voice soothing as I gently held him as I would a brother. "Let it out, Lance. It's okay to grieve."He stiffened for a second before he let go again."I'm sorry," he whispered back. "I am so sorry."***He left me alone soon after, and I lay down, letting everything replay in my head. Then I froze, sitting up in a swift motion."Who is Lance?" I asked myself. And why had I called the stranger Lance?---Raphael~"I think she might be remembering," Lance said so soon as he was let into my chamber. It was the next morning after Lucianne had walked in on all of us speaking. My eyes stung from the night I had. I should have been relieved

Raphael~With every step, I felt like my legs were being held down with lead. It did not feel like I was going to my chambers, it felt like I was going straight to hell. Maybe that was where I belonged after all that I had caused. After all that, I put Lucianne through. I had to do this for her sake. And for the sake of all the packs as a whole.I arrived to the front of my door and took in a breath before I reached for the knob and turned it. I stepped in and eyed the spot on the stone wall that harboured the bastard. I made my way to the fair place and picked up the fire poker and opened up the secret chamber with a push. It groaned open and this time, when the place that made my stomach turn revealed itself, Jameson was awake. He was leisurely stuffing his mouth with red grapes.Our eyes met and there was a moment of silence before my cousin's face broke into a horrid grin. "Raphy," he purred.I grit my teeth, holding myself back from pouncing on him and ripping him to ribbons. "J