Game Of Fate With The Cursed Alpha のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 81 - チャプター 90

♠ SYLVARA ♠It had been weeks now, and my body had been weak for no reason I could understand. Some mornings, I woke up feeling as though I had barely slept at all, my limbs heavy and my head strangely foggy. The truth about my parents' death had been hitting me harder than I expected. Every time I remembered my uncle's words, the betrayal twisted painfully inside my chest. The man I had trusted and defended had been the person responsible for destroying my family, and I had spent years hating the wrong person because of him. I couldn't bring myself to go out or even see that murderer calling himself my uncle when they sent him off. I stayed away from everything concerning his burial and refused to let anyone see the guilt and confusion that constantly followed me. News had it that he died from poisoning, but I knew the truth. I had killed him myself. His people were so arrogant that they couldn't even tell the real cause of his death, and perhaps that was for the best. I didn't wan

♠ LYANNA'S POV♠ I hesitated for a while. Every instinct in me told me that following a strange man to another location could be dangerous, but my curiosity was stronger. I wanted to know how he had found out about me and how much he actually knew. There was something about the confidence in his voice that made me believe he wasn't approaching me randomly. “Okay,” I mumbled, finally accepting. I followed him to his car while leaving mine behind at the bar. I kept watching him from the corner of my eye as we drove, wondering if I had made a mistake. Soon, we arrived at an art gallery. It didn't look like it was running because there were no customers around, but the place was surprisingly clean, quiet, and well-maintained. The silence made the atmosphere feel even stranger. He led me inside and took me toward one of the offices. The paintings hanging along the way caught my attention, each one seeming to tell a different story through its colors and expressions. I slowed down sli

♠ LYANNA'S POV ♠“What are you doing?” I asked, my voice catching as my knees hit the ground. The sudden movement caused my gown to shift, leaving me exposed as I remained with my back facing him, my body suddenly tense from the unexpected change in his attitude. “The conversation is not over…” he said. This time, he completely dropped the act of being polite. There was no trace of the calm, respectful man from earlier in his voice anymore. Something darker had taken its place, and the change made me swallow hard. He moved behind me and touched me without the hesitation he had shown earlier, and my body reacted immediately. I hated how quickly I responded to being wanted. Maybe it was because I had spent so long chasing Darius's attention, trying everything I could think of just to make him look at me the way other men did. I missed the feeling of being desired without having to pay for it with endless effort or humiliation. With Derrick, I didn't have to wonder whether he found m

♠ SYLVARA ♠I finished scrubbing the floor Lyanna had assigned to me and slowly pushed myself upright, my hands aching from the hours I had spent cleaning. It was already late, and I had barely eaten anything since morning. I wasn't permitted to eat in the kitchen anymore, so I usually had to wait until Darius left before sneaking in and taking whatever snacks or leftovers I could find just to survive. Unfortunately, I hadn't been able to do that today because the floor Lyanna had given me was far too large, and by the time I finished, I was already weak from hunger. The other maids couldn't even help me because Lyanna had threatened them, so I had been left to handle everything alone. Living in this mansion under Lyanna's control had become hell. I rubbed my aching wrist and began walking slowly toward the kitchen, hoping there would still be something left that I could eat without being noticed. My stomach twisted painfully with hunger as I approached the entrance, but the moment

♣ DARIUS ♣“What? Are you insane? Do you have a secret sister somewhere? This is not the time to joke around,” he said with urgency, his brows pulling together as he stared at me in disbelief. For a moment, he looked genuinely confused, as though he was waiting for me to laugh and tell him I was only messing with him. But I couldn't even force a smile. My expression remained grim, and the seriousness in my eyes seemed to make him realize that I wasn't joking. “She's… it's a long story, but I am the child's father,” I said quietly, and his expression immediately said everything that was running through his mind. His eyes widened slightly before narrowing, disbelief and judgment mixing across his face. There was no way he wanted to believe that I had allowed the woman carrying my children to become so weak that she ended up in a surgery room fighting for her life. And honestly, I couldn't blame him. I knew I was worse than a monster. I had watched Sylvara become thinner, weaker, and