From Slave to Queen, Yet Never His Luna のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

The cold wind carried snow across the northern borders of Silver Ridge Pack.I had just finished scrubbing the last blood-soaked battle robe of the day. My fingertips were purple and numb because of the cold. Before I could straighten, the female warden of the Blood Wash Grounds shouted at me:“Nina! Hurry—Silver Ridge Pack sent someone for you!”I froze.I thought I would never go back. It felt like a dream.Three years ago, I was Silver Ridge’s pride—the one Alpha Marcus and Luna Evelyn raised to become a future Luna.I was the heir apparent, the fusion of glory, power, and destiny.Until the bloodline awakening ritual.The dying Pack Healer confessed with his final breath: I was not the true princess of the Silver Ridge Pack. I was a switched child, an imposter fated for the wrong life.The real daughter of Silver Ridge was Lily—a girl brought back from the Wildlands.I remember that day.The moment the verdict fell, Alpha and Luna threw themselves toward Lily, holding her like a l

Once, my favorite place had been the Silver Moon Palace springs.On moonlit nights, steam would drift like mist, quiet and beautiful.That water came from the frozen mountains of Silver Ridge itself, carried every year by my father, Alpha Marcus.Only because, as a child, I once said I loved it.But after Lily returned, everything changed.One light remark—that she “also liked the springs”—was enough to strip Silver Moon Palace from me.I used to burn with resentment.Why would my father, like a stranger, cast me out for her?Now… now there was only calm.Lily was the pure-blood heir, the pride of the Pack, the most exalted creature Silver Ridge had ever known.And I? Just a thief. A shameful imposter.The omega servant leading the way introduced herself warmly:“Welcome back, Princess. I am Omega Laura. I’ll tend you from now on.”I thought I had seen her before.If I remembered right, Laura used to serve Liam.So why did he put her by my side?Three years ago, Liam had suspected me

Liam’s voice was frayed with agitation. “Nothing. Why are you here?”Cole did not answer.His eyes remained fixed on the direction I had gone, green irises gleaming like shards of emerald ice—cold, sharp, unyielding.Liam’s chest tightened. He saw it. “You came here for Nina, didn’t you?”Snow fell in silence, settling on their shoulders.Cole’s gloved fingers brushed over the medicine box in his hand. Still, he said nothing.“Cole!” Liam snapped, unease creeping in. “The Elders didn’t summon you today. Did you deliberately go to fetch her?”Still, no answer.But Liam knew him.They had grown up together, fought side by side a hundred times.Silence meant consent.With a furious snarl, Liam slammed his fist into the spruce tree beside him. Bark cracked beneath the blow.“What the hell is wrong with you? When Nina trailed after you, worshipping you, you ignored her. Now you’re Lily’s fiancé—and suddenly you’ve changed your mind?”His voice cracked with rage, yet his words rang like the

My gaze darted away in a panic; my palms clenched until my nails bit into my skin.Silence fell like a blade—every pair of eyes waited for my answer.Cole’s stare burned so hot it might have singed the air, heavy with a possessiveness that pressed on the ribs.Maybe his rage was only for my leaving. The wolf-king’s instinct could not accept such a fact.I avoided his eyes and forced a calm I did not feel.“Mya Elder,” I said, voice measured, “I was too young to understand what love meant. Besides, an engagement is meant for the future wolf-king and the Princess of Silver Ridge Pack. I… I’m not even truly one of the Pack.”Cole closed the distance between us, each step draining the warmth from the morning—pressure so thick it made breath hard. He opened his mouth to speak, but Liam cut him off.“Nina! What are you doing? The bloodline rolls never change—how can you not count as Pack?” Liam’s voice rose.“Whoever fed and raised you—how can you deny the Pack name?”He barked the question

Lily shook her head violently, her eyes darting with guilt and fear.Tears pooled, glittering like helpless jewels.“Sister, I never meant to hurt you… The Moon Chalice, yes, I broke it. I was wrong. But it was my maid, Anna, who accused you. Not me!”A sharp laugh slipped from my lips, soft but cutting as frostbite.“Then why didn’t you tell the truth three years ago?”She had stood there, silent, watching me be condemned for her crime.Every lash of pain, every night of hunger, every drop of blood in the Blood Wash Grounds—could her weak apology erase that?My lips curved into a smile—razor-edged mockery.“Lily, why didn’t you tell the Elders the truth?”Her panic deepened. She stumbled back, fumbling for an excuse:“It was my first time at the High Priest’s banquet… my first time meeting the Elders… I was so nervous, I—”“So what?” I cut her off, voice sharp as an ice blade. “Why are you here now? To ask me to forget everything?”Hellfire itself would be kinder than what I endured