His Cure, My Poison のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

At the Black Moon pack's annual gala, crystal chandeliers cast a glittering light over the clinking glasses and swirling gowns.Fenris had finally allowed me to attend, but I was an hour late.It wasn't intentional. The poison in my system had flared up again, and I'd spent the last hour vomiting blood in my apartment's bathroom."Everyone, tonight I want to extend a special thanks to someone."It was Fenris's voice.He stood in the center of the ballroom, a champagne flute in hand, his gaze settling softly on Vanessa in the crowd."Ten years ago, when my pack was on the brink of annihilation, it was Vanessa and her family who saved me in my darkest hour. Without them, the Black Moon pack would not exist today."Thunderous applause filled the hall.Every step toward them was like walking on knives. A fresh wave of agony tore through my chest, and I couldn't tell if it was the poison or the desperate wail of my rejected mate bond.He was my Alpha, my fated mate, yet I was forced to stan

Less than five minutes later, Fenris's car screeched to a halt.He leaped from the car, his face a mask of fury, and stalked straight toward me."Freya, you..." His gaze was fixed on the blood on my face, completely ignoring everyone else."Fenris..." Vanessa sobbed, tears streaming down her perfect face. "Freya was bleeding in front of me, and I got so scared... The elders say it's a bad omen for a pregnant she-wolf to see blood... I'm worried about our baby..."Only then did he seem to remember Vanessa was there. He whirled on me and struck me across the face.The sharp crack of the slap echoed through the garden.My cheek burned, and I tasted blood in my mouth."You knew she was pregnant, and you chose to bleed all over her?" He seized my chin, his grip tight enough to shatter bone. "Were you trying to curse my child?""I couldn't control—""Couldn't control it?" he sneered. "You Silver Crest wolves are all the same. You've played the victim for so long you've forgotten who you real

The war hounds lunged.Sharp fangs sank into my shoulder, tearing away a chunk of flesh. The agony was so intense I nearly passed out, and a scream tore from my throat."Go on, scream," Vanessa clapped her hands. "Scream your lungs out. No one is coming to save you."The two hounds tore at me relentlessly. My flesh was shredded, and I could see the white of my own bones. My vision blurred, and my consciousness began to fade.I remembered the night he secretly marked me, his hand caressing my cheek."Freya, I will love you for the rest of my life."His movements had been clumsy, yet so incredibly gentle. It couldn't have been a lie.But now, the same Alpha who had whispered those words to me was watching as I was torn to pieces.Just before I blacked out completely, I saw a pair of expensive, handmade leather shoes appear in my hazy line of sight.It was Fenris.I saw him shove Vanessa aside, his voice a guttural roar. "Who told you you could touch her?"With my last ounce of strength,

"Bring her in!" Fenris's roar shook the very foundations of the house.The guard scurried out, trembling.A few minutes later, a woman in a black cloak walked slowly into the room.Her face was hidden in the shadows, but her eyes seemed to see through everything."Who are you?" His bloodshot eyes locked onto her, like a beast backed into a corner. "What did you just say?"The hedge witch was unmoved by his fury.Her dark eyes turned to me, lying still on the bed. Her voice was thin and ethereal, like wind whistling through bones."She has not faded completely," she said, ignoring Fenris's question."What does that mean?" Fenris shot to his feet. "Are you telling me she can be saved?""But you will need a sacred relic to suppress the poison," the witch's gaze fell to my neck. "The moonstone pendant. The one that belongs to the Silver Crest pack."The color drained from Fenris's face. "The moonstone? That pendant?"It was the one he had given to Vanessa."It is not a cure. It is an ancho

"What do you mean, voluntarily?" Fenris's voice trembled. He couldn't begin to comprehend it.The witch paced slowly around the bed, each footstep like a death knell on his heart."Do you truly not remember?" she stopped, looking directly into his eyes. "That night, ten years ago?"The color drained from Fenris's face.Ten years ago…It was the darkest night of his life.The Black Moon pack had been slaughtered, and he was gravely wounded, lying in a pool of his own blood, waiting for death."Someone saved me…" he murmured. "It was Vanessa. She risked everything to save me…""Fool!" the witch sneered. "Did you ever once stop to think how a teenage girl, with no ties to your pack, could have single-handedly stormed an enemy camp to save you?"Fenris froze.He grasped at the fractured memories of that night.A flash of silver light... a gentle touch... and a voice whispering in his ear, "Live... please, live..."That voice…He desperately tried to piece together the events of that night,