The Last Blackthorne Heir Returns のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 41 - チャプター 50

Morning came too soon, golden light filtering through the curtains and illuminating the tangle of limbs that surrounded me. I stirred first, blinking sleep from my eyes as awareness returned. Four powerful bodies encircled me, their combined warmth making the bed feel like a cocoon of safety. For a moment, I simply lay there, marvelling at how much had changed in such a short time.Diamond's presence was stronger than ever, a constant hum beneath my skin that made me feel restless and energised despite the little sleep I'd gotten. —Today,— she whispered in my mind. —Today, we become who we were always meant to be.—I carefully extracted myself from the sleeping forms of my mates, pausing to look at each of them. In sleep, they seemed younger; the hard edges of their Alpha personalities softened. Kane's dark brows were relaxed, his usual intensity replaced by peaceful stillness. Fin's lips were slightly parted, his breathing deep and even. Brent's strong arm was still draped possessivel

I got up and walked over to where Jon was. He took a step back, good be scared, asshole, and my eyes flashed slightly with my wolf's light. “Just be careful what your next words are to me if we ever cross paths again, Diamond is very much wanting to play.”“Your…Your wolf she’s…”“Here, yes, asshole, she is, and she would very much like to play the same game you played with me shortly after you got yours, but you won’t like the end of the game. And this time the Deltas won’t be able to hide me away for two months like they did when your wolf tore into me.” I hissed.The memory hit me like a physical blow - Jon's wolf tearing into my fourteen-year-old body while his parents stood by and watched, claiming it was "natural pack hierarchy." The two months of hidden bruises and broken ribs that followed, the lies about falling down stairs, and the way they'd isolated me even further to keep their secret.Jon's face went white as he realised what I was referencing. Good. Let him remember what

As the morning wore on, I found myself deep in conversation with several heirs who had known my parents. Their stories painted a picture of the people I couldn't remember, my father's legendary strength tempered by unexpected kindness, my mother's fierce intelligence and diplomatic skill."Your mother once negotiated a peace treaty that had failed for three generations," a young woman named Elise told me, her eyes bright with admiration. "She found the compromise no one else could see.""And your father," added a tall heir named Marcus, "once shifted into his wolf form and carried an injured pup fifteen miles through a blizzard when vehicles couldn't get through."Each story was a precious gift, filling in the blank spaces where my memories should have been. Through their words, my parents became real to me in a way my mother's journal alone couldn't accomplish.As lunchtime approached, Alpha Maxwell called for everyone's attention. "The ceremony will begin at sunset. Until then, I sug

Through our bond, I felt my mates' overwhelming pride and love washing over me. I turned my head to where they stood at the edge of the clearing, their eyes glowing with reflected moonlight. As one, they stepped forward, joining me in the centre of the ceremonial grounds.It was time for the second part of the ceremony, the formal recognition of our mate bond. But as they approached, I caught a flicker of movement from the Northern Alliance platform. Lord Donovan had raised his hand slightly, and several wolves were moving into position around the clearing's edge.Diamond growled, the sound rumbling deep in my chest. —They're going to try something. Be ready.—My mates sensed my alertness through our bond, their postures shifting subtly from ceremonial to defensive. Kane positioned himself slightly ahead of me, while Fin and Brent moved to flank my sides. Liam stayed just behind me, watching our backs.Alpha Maxwell continued the ceremony, seemingly unaware of the danger gathering at t

"The goddess has spoken," I whispered, my voice carrying across the stunned silence of the clearing. "Those who betray the sacred bonds of pack and family forfeit the right to their wolves."The spirit wolves turned to me as one, their glowing forms bowing low in submission before dissolving into motes of silver light that drifted up toward the full moon. I felt their gratitude like a warm caress against my skin, souls finally free from the corruption that had bound them to unworthy masters.Through our mate bond, I felt my four mates' overwhelming awe and pride. They had known I was powerful, but this display of divine justice was beyond anything they had imagined possible."How?" Alpha Maxwell's voice broke the silence, filled with wonder rather than fear.I turned to face the assembled crowd, my ceremonial dress flowing around me like liquid moonlight. "The goddess protects her own," I said simply. "And the Blackthorne bloodline has always been her chosen instrument of justice."Dia