The Demon Alpha’s Kryptonite のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 41 - チャプター 50

SOLANA I barely had time to react because in a split second, my husband had his hand wrapped around Justin's throat, lifting him above ground level. I watched in horror as his face turned an unhealthy shade of purple, his trembling hands clawing at Roman's wrist uselessly. I knew that if I didn't stop him, he was more than ready to commit murder right there in the palace. So I pushed past my pain and hurried over, hugging him from behind."Breathe, dearest. I'm alright. I'm safe," I whispered, and a growl vibrated from his chest."I know you're mad but you can't kill him here. You’re scaring me," I croaked.As soon as I uttered those words, he released him. Then he turned to look at me, his chest heaving as he scanned my body.But I could already feel Astraea's healing power kicking in. Breathless, I cupped my husband's face, brushing a stray strand of hair away."Look at me, I'm fine," I said and he released a sigh, closing his eyes. The black fog faded instantly, his claws ret

ROMAN "He wants to see me?" Solana said to me a few minutes after the call ended. I couldn't believe it either. In fact, the first thought that had crossed my mind was that Ophelia had gone through with her sickening plan. But if the king wanted to see my wife, what were the odds that he'd sensed her wolf's aura? What if this was a trap?I paced back and forth, rubbing my forehead as my turmoil grew by the second. My chest felt tight, every inhale a struggle. Solana rose from the bed and hugged me from behind."Nigel would probably be able to smell your anxiety from miles away," she said, her voice laced with amusement.My shoulders slumped. She was right. I was probably killing myself over nothing.But what if the king hadn't sensed her aura at all... what if he simply wanted her? A man who married someone Ophelia's age clearly didn't care about boundaries. Maybe he—"Dearestttt," Solana teased, tightening her hold around my body."You're taking this too lightly, Solana," I s

SOLANA I could feel the ravaging heat all the way from where I stood among the gathered crowd. Smoke clogged my lungs, the crowd yelling profanities and tossing stones at the scene in front of us. That's when my blurry vision cleared and I saw it. Roman tied to a stake. His head hung forward, sweat and blood dripping from his bruised face. But when he sensed me, his gaze lifted, finding mine through the smoke.There was no anger or hatred in his eyes. Only complete devastation."Why...?" I heard him say. "Amira... why did you do this to me?"Even through the noise, I could hear his voice clearly, and the agony in it.My knees buckled. "I didn't...Rhaevor, please—I didn't mean—I'm sorry—"Rhaevor? Why would I call him that?The fire roared, swallowing his legs, climbing upwards like a beast hungry for him. His scream echoed in the air, raw and agonizing."Rhaevor!" I screamed, my throat burning.A large hand seized my chin, and my body tensed as a familiar presence settled b

ROMAN My wife went pale instantly, her eyes wide with horror. I could almost hear the sound of her heart breaking. Suddenly, I wished I could rewind time to prevent her from hearing what she'd just heard."I...I'm cursed?" she croaked. I'd never seen her so broken. It looked like all of her fears had been confirmed right then. I reached for her hand and entwined her fingers with mine. Her body tensed instantly."What do you mean, Tabitha?" I asked carefully."It's a karmic curse. The moon goddess was upset with her because she did something...terrible in one of her past lives."I froze."Past lives? That doesn't mean she's the same person from back then," I said, and my wife whimpered, tears rolling down her cheeks."You've lost your baby several times, haven't you?" Tabitha said to Solana, who nodded sheepishly. My heart sank."Is there a way to break the curse?" I asked, ignoring the incessant pounding in my skull.Tabitha held out a hand to Solana, and she hesitantly placed

SOLANA "Answer it, flower. Put it on speaker," Roman rasped, and I nodded, quickly doing as he had asked. "Alpha," Maeve said, her voice trembling. That sounded unlike her. My husband stiffened, tension gripping him. "What is it? Did something happen?" He asked. She hesitated. "It's Zamora. She's missing," she breathed, her voice laced with urgency. Roman frowned, his gaze darting to mine. "What do you mean? She might've gone anywhere. She's a grown woman—" "No, that's not it. She had something cooking on the fire. And there were signs of struggle." I swallowed hard, a sinking feeling in my chest. I might not like Zamora. But that didn't make me feel good about her going missing. What if she was in real danger? "Have you informed Nigel?" Roman asked, his voice steady. "Yes, Alpha. There's a search currently going on. I just wanted to let you know about what's going on," Maeve said, and my husband sighed, rubbing his forehead. "I'll look into it," he said. "Alright,