THE CURSED ONE のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 51 - チャプター 60

It was Hope.A pair of soft Hazel eyes started at her with quiet concern. Alpha Damian’s daughter.“Hope.” Laura whispered, voice breaking.The child didn’t speak, she never did, her actions spoke louder than any words. With innocence and strength far beyond her age, Hope wrapped her tiny arms around Laura’s neck, holding her tight.Then she leaned back slightly, her hands moving in soft practiced signs: “ it will be fine.”A lump formed in Laura’s throat. She blinked back tears wiping at her face with trembling fingers. “ Thank you.” She whispered barely audible.Hope smiled, not wide, but gently like a warm flicker of light in the cold dark.They lay together in the bed, Laura pulling Hope close. Laura allowed her self to breath for the first time since the conversation with Damian.They both drifted off to sleep.——————The soft rays of the sun bled through the curtains when Laura’s eyes fluttered open. She turned to find Hope still curled beside her, hand loosely holding the fabri

“So you finally remember.” He murmured, voice a velvet edged blade. Then, with a casual nod, he tilted his head toward the car.Marisa opened the door and slipped into the car, keeping her back straight and chin up. The door shut with a dull thud.Damian didn’t look at her, his gaze fixed ahead “ I hope for your sake you don’t regret those words.”She said nothing.Ronan glanced back through the rearview mirror, muttering under his breath “here we go again….”With a subtle signal from Damian, the convoy began to move, the cars rolling away from Blackmoon territory, their tires whispering along the asphalt toward Bluemoon pack. A reckoning.—————— The delegation from Bluemoon pack in with formal dignity, though the air crackled with tension. Damian walked ahead, every inch the calculating alpha, Ronan at his side. Marisa followed, several steps behind head held high.Her father, Alpha Morgan, stood as they entered, his jaw clenched and eyes on Damian.Boris lifted a hand. “ we ar

The heavy Oak doors of Alpha Damian’sStudy creaked open, and silence seemed to fall as Alpha Damian descended from the stairs. Shirtless, wearing only black shorts that clung to his muscular frame, his presence radiated dominance. Every movement was deliberate. Calculated. His walked silently as his eyes scanned the corridor ahead. It was training hour and the pack was already headed to the training grounds.He moved through the packhorse with predatory grace, nodding at a few warriors as he passed them. Among them, Brielle walked with her usual arrogance flanked by her loyal cronies. Her platinum blonde hair cascading like silk over her shoulders. She laughed at something one of the girls said, then turned her head and caught sight of the Alpha. Her smile widened.“Alpha.” She purred. Damian offered a curt nod and walked past her without a word.As the group stepped onto the training grounds, the sun glinted over the dewy grass. The scent of pine and sweat filled the air, but so

“She was being chased by Caleb Resse.” He sniffed and held Hope closer. “She told me that Hope was with her and the pack house was on fire. I ran to the car and sped off the the airport. All the while she kept giving me updates, even though she was being hunted, she made sure that women and children even old wolves were perfected in the safe house beneath the pack house.”He ran his hands through Hope’s hair. Laura sat on the floor with a sad expression on her face. Damian continued “By the time I got to the pack, everything was a mess, the pack was destroyed, there was fire and screams. Rogues moving here and there like they were in their territory. They attacked me too but I fought my hardest and went in search of my family. Just at the door I saw my fathers body on welcome doormat, his eyes were plugged out. And there was a gaping hole in his chest.” Laura flinched and Hope whispered silently.“The sight was bad. I moved up the stairs and found my mothers body hanging over the r

Damian brushed his hand against Laura’s back ever so slightly. “She is mine.” He said again voice like steel.“By bond and by fate.”The Elders observed silently. Then the eldest among them. Elder Haroun. A man with hair as white as snow and eyes piercing like that of a hawk, rose from his seat.“ Very well.” He said, voice echoing across the room. “ Then let the trials begin.”——————Hours later, behind the curtained partitions of the Damian’s quarters, the act wore off.He slammed the door closed behind them. “ You will keep your head down.” Laura barely flinched. She stood still, eyes calm fixed on a distant point in the room.“ You will speak only when spoken to. And you will not embarrass me.”“Of course.” She said softly.Damian stepped closer, his presence menacing in the small space “You may be my mate, but that bond means nothing here. Do you understand? You’re here to play a part. That’s it.”She nodded “I understand.”He grabbed her chin, forcing her to meet his eyes. “ Yo