My Father's Best Friend Is My Mate And My Stalker のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 31 - チャプター 40

A burst of white light swept through the courtyard, flooding every corner with divine brilliance. The force of it knocked the breath from my lungs, and for a moment, all I could do was shield my eyes. When I finally dared to look up, the world had shifted, the heaviness that had pressed upon us moments ago was gone.The Alphas, who moments before had been crushed beneath Dylen’s aura, gasped in unison, their bodies trembling as the divine energy cleansed the space. The Moon Goddess’s magic had washed over the courtyard. What a relief.Every Alpha dropped to their knees. Heads bowed low. No one dared to look at her directly.“Blessed be the Moon,” they whispered in unison.I followed their lead, lowering my head as my heart raced. I could feel her power which felt smooth and infinite. It was as though the stars themselves had descended to stand upon our earth. Her presence was gentle, yet heavy enough to make Sylvara whimper softly inside me.Footsteps echoed softly,the ground responde

Dylen’s POVThe barrier shimmered before me,a thin veil of light stretched across the valley, pulsing with strange energy. It was supposed to be steady, calm, but now it felt alive, unstable… and hostile.I narrowed my eyes, my senses spreading like shadow tendrils through the space between realms. Something was wrong. The pulse wasn’t natural,it carried the taste of divinity. Of her…The Moon Goddess. Of course it did,she created it. But something felt off.“She's watching…” Kaelith whispered.My jaw clenched. Of course she was watching,she always does. I guess she's watching to know if I would back down.Then a movement caught my eye. Shapes… faint, blurred… crossing through the barrier. I took a step forward, the night stilling around me. It was them.A group of wolves. Among them, an older male,broad shoulders, hair streaked with gray. Hold a second, that's Evelyn's father and in his arms, was a girl. Her head rested against his chest, her hair catching the pale glow of moonlight.

The ground trembled under the weight of clashing power. Kaela’s dark magic burst in red-black waves as she fought the goddess’s soldiers, Rhydian’s sword glinting beside her like a streak of lightning.I stood still before the barrier. It glowed in golden light and I felt like it was watching me like a living thing, waiting for me to make my decision. The air thickened around me, the scent of divine magic biting at my skin, warning me to turn back.Kaelith stirred within me.“You know the Moon goddess is watching,don’t you?” his deep voice rumbled in my head, low and ancient.“I am very much aware,” I whispered, my eyes locked on the rippling glow. “Our mate waits beyond that wall,” Kaelith growled, his tone edged with primal hunger. “Her soul still hums for us, even if her mind does not remember. Find her. Mark her. Make her ours again. No one— not goddess, not Alpha, not mortal, will stop us.”My lips curved into a shadowed smile. “You forget, Kaelith… I am a beast, same as you.”H

***The Lycan Kingdom***The moon above the Lycan kingdom hung huge and full, painting the stone walls of the royal hall in silver fire. The sound of hurried footsteps echoed through the marble corridor, followed by the heavy thud of someone dropping to his knees before the dais.“Your Majesty!” The warrior’s voice trembled as he bowed low, his chest heaving from the run. “Forgive the intrusion, but the news is dire.”The Queen of the Lycans,queen Varka slowly rose from her throne. Just as the moon goddess was superior over the wolves,so was she to the Lycans. She stood tall, graceful, and terrifyingly beautiful, her silver-white hair spilled down her back like waterfalls. Her eyes—those same mercurial eyes her sons inherited gleamed like storm-forged steel.She was old, yes,but not in appearance. She still looked like a woman in her twenties.“Speak,” she ordered, her tone smooth yet deadly. “And do not hide a thing from me unless death follows your words.”The warrior swallowed hard

EVELYN’S POV The scent that hit me wasn’t ordinary,fresh pine mixed with something richer.My breath stuttered. My palms flattened against his chest, and dear moon goddess, it felt like touching carved stone.“Whoa…” I whispered.The stranger looked down at me with a faint smirk tugging at his lips. Brown hair framed his face in a messy, almost careless way that shouldn’t have been this perfect. And those eyes,light brown, studied me as if he knew exactly who I was. For a few seconds, I couldn’t think. My wolf stirred uneasily. He smells like…“Wolf,” Sylvara finished for me, her voice sharp, alert. “Definitely a wolf.”Then his lips parted, his voice smooth and deep enough to ripple through my chest. “Daughter of Alpha Rosendale?” he whispered.My eyes widened. “H-how do you—?”He smiled, the corners of his mouth curving upward so effortlessly it was almost unfair. “You really don’t hide your scent that well, princess.”Princess? Why did that sound cute in his lips? Before I could s