Marked by my father's enemy alpha のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 51 - チャプター 60

Lira's POV The light of dawn crept into the hole Matthew had let us sleep in. I didn't wake because I felt rested. I woke because Alia shifted against my arm, muttering something under her breath before poking her head towards the entrance. “You're kidding me,” she said loudly. “It looks completely different now.” I blinked myself awake. “What does?” “The outside. I swear it looked like a demon-infested wasteland last night. Now it looks like a regular forest.” I crawled forward a little and looked out from behind her shoulder. She was right. Everything was less scary. It was as if the night changed the appearance of the trees and branches. “You're both awake.” Matthew's voice filled the tiny space. He'd been sitting bear the entrance guarding it. “You're up early,” I said. “I never slept,” he replied simply. “I wanted the two of you to. You'll need the strength. We have a long journey ahead of us and I can't afford either of you passing out on the road.” That was when I no

Aragon's POV After I ordered the guards to open the gates for Lira to pass, I led Damien to his den silently. Every step we took reminded me of something I had fought too hard not to think about: what happened at the Tarlock border changed everything. The Blackthorne wolves would not take it quietly. Whispers were already spreading of how different, equally ranked Betas were preparing to capitalise on his weakness. Some of them had waited their whole lives for this. And Damien stood at the centre of it all, not realising just how exposed he was. We turned down the passage that led to his quarters. We stopped at the door of his Den. I dismissed the guards with a gesture, ordering them to stand at the entrance to the corridor. I didn't trust anyone to keep Damien safe in that state. I helped him into his chambers and left quietly. Although I wanted to stay close, I had to take up some of his responsibilities. I stared at him one last time before I closed the doors. What made my ch

Lira's POV I didn't move at first. Even when Lord Marco stepped closer. The ringing in my ears and the smell of gunpowder kept my body locked in place.“I'm here to take you home,” he said.“Wait,” I blurted out with a sharp tone. I could hear the vibration in my voice. I found it difficult to control my breathing.“Wait—how did you find us? What exactly did you hear happened? Who told you?”He studied me for a moment and then he lifted his gaze to stare at the trees. He was scanning them carefully to make sure the General and Salcan weren't watching.Matthew became slightly uneasy beside me. He crouched to the ground, the blood from his leg soaking his trousers. He looked from me to Marco wearily.“Who is this man?” He asked quietly.Before I could answer, Alia sprang forward, throwing her arms around Lord Marco's torso, burying her face into his chest.“Matthew,” she said, breathless. “This is my father.”Lord Marco's hand came down on her back instantly. He took a long exhale and

Damien's POV The moment I stepped into the courtyard and shouted, “Enough” my voice echoed loud enough for everyone to hear. For a moment, I thought it might change something. But nothing did. The beta with a knife at Seav's throat didn't flinch. Not even a little. “Alpha, you should be resting,” Aragon said cautiously, his tone almost sounding like he was pleading. “Don't tell me what to do,” I said angrily. “If I'm your Alpha, you're not supposed to be giving me directions.” I tried to speak those words with more authority but inside I felt empty. “What's going on here?” I asked. From the crowd, one of the other Betas spoke up. “We don't have an alpha.” Aragon shot him a warning glare. “Do not speak like that.” “Oh please,” the Beta scoffed. “Save me the instructions. We saw it happen. We saw it at the border. We're being too sentimental. The pack needs a new Alpha. That's the way it's done.” Aragon tried to rein them in, his voice echoing through the courtyard. “Let me remi

Lord Marco's POV I watched Lira closely, taking in the way her face fell the moment I told her the truth–that what the General had done would become permanent by the next full moon if we didn't act quickly. Her expression was glum, almost as if the mute button had been pressed. Not a word escaped her lips. I understood how she felt. If I were in her shoes, I would be just as shaken. It wasn't just about the cruelty of my brother. It ran deeper. My brother had always acted as though the werewolf lands would never interest him as much as they do now. But his purpose was finally clear. We wanted to be among them so badly. He still clung on to old wounds from the past with Damien and me. But dwelling on that in front of Lira would do nothing to ease her pain. What mattered now was action. And I had to help her. She has risked her life to save Alia. She always put others first at great personal cost–a trait he shared in common with my wife. “Lira,” I said gently.” Breaking the silence