The Rogue King's Cursed Mate のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 51 - チャプター 60

˙❥ “Can you be kind even for a minute?” I grimaced, holding Azira's arms to prevent further cleaning of my wounds. “No one cares if you are injured, they will still assign you to go work in your position and your healing speed...” Azira lifted her head to give me a sharp glare, “...is slow. So you better be calm and let's be done with this before the maids come looking for you.” I nodded, gritting my teeth in pain. Azira was like the mother I didn't have and the big sister I have always wished for. “ Did you say you left for the slave establishment at thirteen?” I subtly asked. “Yes and no! I am not ready to say anything about my past.” “Uhm, okay. I am sorry.” “Skye has gone to the infirmary, so your drugs will be here in a few minutes.” Azira finished, dropping the tray of bloodied wool on the floor. “Now, I am all ears.” She rested her chin on her palm. “I moved my body up to the headboard of the bed. “What?” I smiled, my heart pounding so fast. There was no way I cou

˙❥ “I am sat.” I positioned myself properly on the sprout root. "People say the Rogues are wicked and kill innocent Werewolves, but the truth is…the Rogues were once wolves from a pack. Some were banished, stripped of their right as a Pack member, while some voluntarily left the pack, because they refused to adhere to the pack's rules or traditions, while some left due to how they were treated. But no matter what the reason is, one thing is for sure; none of the werewolves who became rogues were treated rightly.” “And it's so sad that the only thing they want is to be treated as equals.” “Yeah.” Azira gave Skye another glance. He was still standing, eyes straight, hands beside him. I wondered how long he was going to stand for. They definitely can't catch a Rogue by this time or can they? “The Rogue King was killed when he set foot into the Grim Howl Pack. They fought — bloodied one. One that made history and Alpha Ryker, he became a hero.” Azira chunked up air into her lungs

˙❥“You're mine, Val. Nothing is going to happen.” He voiced out coldly, his eyes sweeping over my wet face. But his words alone were not enough. It was a claim. A status of ownership. It wasn't assuring one bit. “I am being threatened, Ryker, and I am not yours!” I placed my palm over my forehead, pacing around the corner.We were far away from the pack. Far away from the Alpha and the slave building. I had to take the risk of going to look for him in the field where he was training with the guards this evening.The moon above was dim and low. Not enough to pour her light and now, we were standing under the shadow of a dilapidated building near the forest.“You belong to me, Valkyrie. And that's why I am the only one who can save you.”“From who? From what?!” My voice rose, snot clogging my throat. “How can you save me from yourself? It's because of you I am being threatened.”“Listen to me —”“I cannot listen if my head is hot, and my body is trembling!” My hands shuffled my head

★ I sprinted towards them. Aurora's calm face came into view, her hand tapping Valkyrie's back lightly. I breathed sharply, mist escaping from my lips.“What are you doing here?” I mumbled, my eyes darting from Aurora to Valkyrie's shaking form in her arms. Aurora glanced at me then walked away, clutching Valkyrie closer.“I will take care of her,” Aurora said. Their backs were lost in the shadows as they moved into the building.My feet moved. One step. Two...but it stopped at the third. I was too stunned to speak and too shaken to go after them.After some thought, I ran towards the forest. The place Valkyrie had told me Noura had told her to wait. As I reached, the sharp blue colour of Noura's gown flowed with the subtle breeze. Her head tilted backward, inhaling sharply the smell of the woods ahead.“Noura,” I breathed, placing my palms on my knees. “I thought we had spoken about this?” There was a long pause as my words danced in the air and into the forest. My voice vibrated w

★ RYKER Blaise addressed the crowd and I cut in to warn them about the Rogue attack. Lately, my pack has been having Rogue threats. Though they haven't struck, two to three Rogue wolves have been seen in the past weeks. Unlike before, the slow infiltration of the Rogues in my pack eats at my soul greatly. I have been unable to concentrate as I would always check the guards positioned on duty at the corners and forest areas of the pack. Why does it have to be now?! Why does it have to be when I was just crowned king—the king of the great Grim Fang Pack? Regardless of how I viewed it, this threat was a well-planned operation. I held Noura's wrist firmly. Not because I wanted to, but because I needed something to hold. I glance at the far end of the crowd again, and our eyes meet. Her scent had changed the moment she saw me—sweeter, sharper, and intoxicating. It tangled around my nostrils, and I winced…painfully scrunching my nose up to prevent myself from jumping over. Her