Lycan King's Cursed and Rejected Mate のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 301 - チャプター 310

KAELI stared at the stack of reports on my desk, each page with numbers representing lives lost and battles fought. Two weeks had passed since the Feral attacks, and we were still counting our dead."Fifty-three warriors killed in action," Tobias said, standing at attention as he delivered his analysis. "Another seventy-two wounded, eighteen of them critically. We lost four healers who were trying to evacuate civilians."My grandfather shifted in his chair, his expression grim. His arm was still in a cast from where a Feral had nearly torn it off. The Elders of the Obsidian Crest Pack and the Council of the White Mountain Region sat in a semicircle, their faces solemn as they absorbed the casualties."What about the enemy's losses?" I asked, keeping my voice steady."We captured alive approximately two hundred Ferals," Tobias continued. "Another thirty or so died when they turned on each other in the confusion. We also took down fifteen of Finn's elite guards who were commanding the

MAYAI sat in my small office in the underground prison, a history book open on my lap. The baby Feral, I'd named him Shadow, curled up against me, his strange blue-gray fur warm against my skin. Most of the Ferals had responded to my singing, regaining some of their sanity, but they still showed violent traits whenever someone other than me approached or when someone approached me.One very funny trait I've noticed about them is how they become overprotective towards me as soon as they are restored to normal. They growl whenever someone is close to me and go berserk if they think the person is trying to attack me.By attacking me, it could just be simple actions like hugging, shaking hands, or any other thing. That was when I realized that changing them back to normal would mean filling them up with things they ought to learn. They were like empty storage disks ready to be filled.So, I took it upon myself to train them daily for three hours in the morning and three hours in the even

MAYA"Too tight!" I murmured, already feeling the air leave my lungs.Finally, Kael lets me go. While I was still trying to take deep, restorative breaths, he captured my lips again, kissing me with so much fervour that my heart stopped beating. When we pulled apart, he held me for a few minutes, staring at me before he placed another kiss on my forehead.Then, still holding me by his side, practically tucking me to his side, he turned and faced the small crowd that had gathered around us. They all looked embarrassed on our behalf."Who did this?" Kael growled, searching the faces in the crowd as if the offender would suddenly come forth to confess. But I knew better. Whoever did this would not stand here afterwards, waiting for us to make up our minds about whether or not we'd expose them."Alpha," Tobias came forth, and every gaze turned to him. Thank the goddess that Luna Maya is fine, but we need to move," he urged. Whoever did this could still be watching. They might try again. W

MAYAI stared at the naked humans who moments ago had been Wolves, confusion replacing my exhaustion. This wasn't what I expected. Ferals weren't supposed to revert to human form; they were supposed to become normal wolves again."How is this possible?" I asked the man who seemed to be their leader. "I thought Ferals lost their humanity completely.""We were never truly Ferals," he explained. "Not in the traditional sense. We're...""Aureans?" I suggested a wild theory forming in my mind. "Neriah's people from the Northern Forests?"The leader shook his head. "No. We come from different packs and regions. We have nothing in common except for how we were turned.""How?" I pressed, fascinated despite my exhaustion."The Dark One seduces you," a woman said, stepping forward without shame in her nakedness. "He dangles your deepest desire before you, changing your mind bit by bit.""He possesses you?" I asked, my mind immediately flitting to Finn and Xander's constant repetition that he ha

MAYABelow us, warriors were rushing toward the northern edge while others formed defensive lines. What I saw next made my blood freeze: warriors who looked exactly like our White Mountain fighters charging into the camp, led by someone who appeared to be Kael."The foxes," I whispered. "They're drawing them in by pretending to be us.""A trap within a trap," Kieran confirmed. "Your mate thinks he's attacking Finn, but he's actually facing illusions while the real threat surrounds him."My mind whirled with dangerous possibilities. If Kael was going to fall into a trap, our original plan was useless. We needed to adapt immediately."Change of plans," I announced, turning to my elite warriors. "Gather the Ferals. We're going in now.""But the signal—" Garin and Killian began simultaneously."There won't be a signal," I cut him off. "Kael's walking into a trap. We need to create a diversion."I turned back to Kieran. "How do we counter fox magic?""Their illusions can fool the eyes, but