Lycan King's Cursed and Rejected Mate のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 111 - チャプター 120

MAYAMy eyes simmered with unshed tears as I walked away from Kael. It wasn't tender, but gods, I'd craved that feeling of being wanted.And truthfully, I wanted him. Just his body. The physical pull was undeniable. But tangled beneath it was something deeper. It was a longing I'd buried long ago. I didn't want to acknowledge it, didn't want to examine it. So I pushed it down hard and kept walking, heading toward one of the quiet rooms adjoining the funeral hall where I knew Finn would be.I found him pacing restlessly. His knuckles were reddened from the fight. As soon as I entered, he stopped abruptly and turned to face me."Do I mean so little to you, Maya?" he hissed. "Are you so tied to him that you can't see he's only manipulating you for his selfish gain? That he'll break your heart again? Can't you…"I held up a hand, silencing him gently. "Take a breath, Finn," I sighed softly, closing the door behind me. "If this is about me going off with him, I had my reasons. Kael and I

MAYA"What are you talking about?" Finn's voice was urgent and low.I swallowed hard as tears stung. "I said they're here for me…"He stared at me for a long heartbeat, jaw locked so tight I could see the muscle jump beneath his skin. Then his gaze flicked past my shoulder to the approaching pack. His expression darkened. They really were heading straight for us."They're not taking you, Maya." His words came out rough, almost a growl. "Over my dead body."My chest ached at the fierce protectiveness in his tone. Before I could respond, Beta Alaric pushed through the nearest cluster of warriors."They're not attacking anyone else," he said quickly as his eyes scanned the Ferals. "It seems they're heading straight for Finn. Maya, you need to leave now. I'll try to hold them off long enough for—""No." The word burst out of me sharper than I intended. I stepped forward, "They don't want Finn. It's me they want. They're coming for me. Tell everyone to stand down. Let them come. Please. Th

MAYA“Finn…” Beta Alaric stepped in.Finn ignored him. “You call yourself the Lycan Leader who wants to save everyone, bla bla bla, and yet you didn’t. Instead, you were—”“That’s enough!”I pushed myself to my feet, hating how my knees wobbled like a newborn foal’s. “We should be thankful no one got seriously hurt. Some of the warriors should stay behind to help with the weak Ferals. The rest should guide everyone to the pack house. Now.”Finn exhaled sharply, tearing his gaze from Kael. His eyes softened the instant they landed on me. “Are you alright though? We should get you to the pack hospital.”“Or maybe you should do your duties as Alpha of Ashbourne pack.” I gestured at the chaos around us. “Look around you, Finn. I’m the least shaken here. Your people need you now. Not just me.”“But—”“No buts.” I cut him off, softer this time. “After all, you were going to accuse—”A sharp rustle overhead stopped me cold. The hairs on the back of my neck lifted.Before anyone could react, a

MAYA“…Maya… it’s me, your wolf…”The voice echoed inside my skull, cutting through the suffocating dark. I squinted, trying to push past the blackness that pressed in from every side. The room, if it could even be called a room, felt like it was alive. It felt like the walls were closing tighter with every breath I took. My lungs burned. Panic clawed up my throat.“Maya…” The voice came again. “You have to let me in. You’re in danger. Without your powers, there’s not much I can do. You have to look for a way to let me out. I’m trapped. Maya…”I tried to answer. I opened my mouth, desperate to ask how, what do I do, but the words stuck. The darkness squeezed harder. Air thinned. The voice began to fade, growing distant, like someone shouting from the bottom of a well.And then blinding, white-hot light stabbed straight into my eyes.I flinched, flinging an arm over my face with a groan. My whole body felt like lead. Every muscle screamed in protest as I tried to shift away from the gla

MAYAThe Moon Priestess exhaled slowly."You are blessed with a rare gift, Maya," she softly said, "You're the first Moonwhisperer to walk among us after ten thousand years. Seeing you at last… it means my time draws near. I've waited so very long for this moment."I stiffened. Ten thousand years? Is she seriously admitting she is that old? My mind reeled. She looks maybe fifty. How is that even possible? But then again, nothing about this world made sense anymore. Why not immortal priestesses, too?She continued, unruffled by my obvious shock. "Your voice holds power beyond imagining. It can calm the Ferals. They are lethal, unstoppable by even the mightiest Lycan warriors… unless you weaken them first. Only then can claws and fangs prevail.""O-Okay?" I managed, forcing a nod while trying to widen my eyes in feigned astonishment. Act surprised. Don't let her see you already pieced half of this together from Xander's stories. "I… I didn't realize it was that serious.""You can also h