Claimed By The Wolfless Alpha のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 21 - チャプター 30

Silence stretched between them as they both stared at each other with raw emotions. I couldn't decipher the look in the man's eyes as he, from time to time, shifted his gaze towards me as well. I, However, could feel some of Elian's emotions. It was weird, and I don't know how that was possible, but I felt it.I felt the struggle he was feeling. I could feel his anxiousness. Now, I understood why he had a shift in his expression when we were walking over here."It is not going to end well if you try going ahead with this, despite our advice. A human is not fit to be our Luna. You need a strong woman considering you have no wolf yourself.""And why is that?" I finally asked the one question that had been bugging me. "Why is a human unfit to become a Luna?"Elian sucked in a deep breath, tightening his hold around me. It was like he was trying to protect me because I had spoken out of turn. But I could care less. I was tired of having them talk abou

However, instead of making my way towards the infirmary like I planned, I found myself walking towards the lake just behind my quarters."That I know. It left me with a strange feeling. So now, answer my question.""Hum?""I asked if everyone around here looks down on those who aren't werewolves.""I doubt that is the case. I don't have a wolf you know.""And I witnessed just how you were treated. Does the wolf part determine one's worth?""To some extent, yes." I replied, a sad look crossing my face. "There are lots of things I can't do now because I have no wolf. It is a miracle that I could even sense my mate.""Love shouldn't depend on that aspect though."The way she casually said the word love caused me to almost drop her. I had to remind myself that she was not referring to us, that she was simply trying to understand a situation she had found herself in.What she didn't know was that the mate bo

The infirmary smelled of herbs and damp cloth, the walls built from ancient stone, making it cooler than I’d expected it to be as Elian carried me inside. The building housed lots of rooms, which I assumed were similar to the hospital rooms back home. I was the only one in the room Elian took me to, the light from the flames of a fire in the fireplace made willowy shadows all across the room. And at the center of it all was a bed, better than any I had ever seen. Except for the one in our bedroom, of course. I was slowly getting used to the fact that Valentis was pretty fancy. For a place that looked…old. It could pass for something straight out of a book. Oh, right, this is a book so that makes total sense. I sighed softly, leaning more into Elian as he slowly eased me onto the bed. His body was still rigid, wound up tightly as though he was expecting something terrible to happen. So all the way here, I simply relished in the scent of him that has slow

“I hope you like it,” Umma murmured softly as she set a small bowl of steaming soup before me. It was late afternoon, the soon starting to dip below the horizon, its orange glow filtering through the wooden windows. The interior of the cottage was beautiful. I have been admiring it since we arrived a few hours ago. The cottage was small, nestled near a stream and surrounded by nature. Inside it was pretty simple and cozy, exactly what I needed. Right now, I was sitting around a low table, with the steaming bowl before me. In it were potatoes and pheasant meat steamed and roasted over an open flame before tossed into the boiling pot of carrots, chopped celery and parsley. Umma told stories as we ate. Stories about Elian and Imani’s childhood. How Elian used to sit outside in the rain, convinced his wolf would come if he waited long enough. “Once, I cried. It was the first time I had actually let Elian know how much him not

The sun outside had drained me, my muscles ached, and all I wanted was to check on her. Inhale her scent, maybe even touch her. The thought sent some kind of quiet inside me for the first time all day since I left her.But when I opened the room, it was empty. The bed was still rumpled and it wasn’t warm to touch, meaning she’d not been here recently. The dead giveaway was from her scent which lingered faintly in the air. “Where is Anisa?” I said to no one in particular. Then I shouted out the physician's name. “Milena! Milena!”She came running over to me, confused.“Where is Anisa?” I asked, this time directing the question to her. “Isn’t she in the room?”I stormed toward her, my eyes blazing and my chest heaving. “What do you mean by that? I left her in your care. How don’t you know where she is?”Milena blinked, already paling. “I…I…left her here hours ago. I…had…other patients to… attend to so…I…left.”“