Claimed By Three Alphas, One Fated Regret のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

~ALARIC'S POV~ "You said you searched everywhere, yet you return empty-handed again?" My voice was low, controlled, but each word carried the sharpness of steel. The three scouts kneeling before me dared not lift their heads as the Sanctum was cloaked with incense, curling lazily in the room. Even the flames of the lamps seemed to hesitate, flickering timidly as if afraid of my wrath. The first scout swallowed hard, voice trembling, "A-Alpha, we searched the borders, forests, every road leading out of the Pack, and even into the outskirts of Morvain's lands... But there was no trace of Luna Elowen." His forehead pressed deeper against the floor, sweat pooling at his brow. Another, desperate to soften the blow, quickly added, "We did hear rumors, Alpha. Traders mentioned a woman matching her description and they spoke as if she still lives. But her exact location… we failed to pinpoint it." Alive? That single word burned into my mind, hotter than fire. My wolf stirred, cl

The man waiting there was young, perhaps a few years younger than me, wearing a dark jacket. The sigil stitched on his chest was impossible to miss, Dravenmere's mark.So it was true.He rose when I entered, bowing slightly in the formal manner. "Alpha Sylion."I gave a curt nod and sat opposite him. "Dravenmere rarely sends anyone unannounced. State your purpose."The young man's lips curved into a polite smile. "I am here on behalf of Alpha Alaric. He sent me personally… to inquire about someone."The moment that name slipped past his lips, my breath stilled. A surge of unspeakable fury burned its way across my face...Alaric?I repeated it in my mind, letting the venom coil around each syllable. My face betrayed nothing except disdain, though beneath the stillness, a storm churned. I leaned back against the leather chair, letting silence drag long enough to unsettle the young man before me."Someone," I finally spoke, my voice flat, and cold. "And who might this someone be?"The e

~ELOWEN'S POV~I sat by the window in my room, staring blankly at the courtyard below. The sky over Tharros was clouded, heavy as if it carried my thoughts that I couldn't put into words. My fingers traced the rim of the teacup on the table, the steam long faded, leaving only a faint bitterness clinging to the bottom.Why was I still here? Why hadn't I left already? Because there's no way out for now.The sound of the door opening pulled me from my thoughts and a maid walked in. She was young, her black hair tied neatly back, eyes on the floor with respect. She stepped fully into the room and lowered her head respectfully. "Luna… Alpha Sylion asked me to check on you."I turned sharply, my brows knitted together with anger. That name again. Always him, hovering and trying to insert himself into my life in ways I never asked for."I don't need anyone to check on me, leave!" I snapped. But she did not move. She stood there, her hands clasped in front of her apron, gaze still lowered

The cup slipped from my hand before I even realized. Porcelain shattered against the floor, coffee spreading like dark blood across the rug.I rose slowly, my chair scraping back as my gaze fixed on the door. Sylion, here in Dravenmere?'What is he plotting?' My wolf snarled inside me, pacing violently as I turned to Kaelen. "Did he come with many?""Just two men," he answered, his tone carrying disbelief too. "No army or show of strength, only himself."My brows knitted. That's bold of him... too bold.I shifted my eyes to Tazira, who still sat pale and trembling by the desk. "Stay here and do not leave this room."Her lips parted as if she wanted to ask something, but I cut her off with one look. She lowered her head, her hands pressed tightly over her stomach.Then I followed Kaelen out.The hall stretched long and quiet, lined with portraits of my ancestors. My boots struck against the marble floor with a steady rhythm. But inside, my wolf clawed, restless, demanding blood.The h

~SYLION'S POV~The car barely stopped before I was out of it. My shoes hit the stone steps of the mansion with a loud thud, and the guards standing on both sides froze, their gazes following me. I didn't even spare them a glance. The moment the call had ended, my heart had sunk like a stone into water, dragging everything with it... reason, calm, pride. All gone. Only fear remained, raw and gnawing.Inside the mansion, chaos reigned. Guards paced in agitation, voices overlapping as healers rushed through the corridor carrying baskets of herbs and silver cases of medical tools. The scent of crushed leaves and bitter roots was everywhere, clashing with the usual faint fragrance of polished wood."Alpha..." one of the guards stepped forward."Where is she?" My voice was sharper than I intended. The air shifted, thick with my aura. He swallowed and bowed his head immediately."In her chamber, Alpha. The physician is with her."My chest tightened. Without another word, I strode down th