THE THIRD MATING のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 141 - チャプター 150

RONAN:I opened my eyes and found myself in Lyra’s car. This wasn’t like the other visions. There was no white space, no door. One moment I was still in the hotel, and the next, with a single blink, I was here, sitting in her car.Lyra drove back from the hotel as fast as she could.She was returning because of the news she had from Silas.Tears kept coming from her eyes, no matter how many times she wiped them away. Her hands shook on the wheel.She felt guilty.“It’s okay, Lyra,” I whispered.‘Ronan had whispered my name. Twice. After weeks of nothing. And I was not there. I was with Cole, in his arms, letting things happen that should never have happened,’ she thought in her mind.She put one hand on her belly for a second. “I’m sorry,” she whispered to my pup. “Sorry to you. Sorry to your daddy.”The mansion lights were low when the car stopped. Most of the pack was asleep. She parked quickly and ran to the clinic wing, and I ran behind her.The door to my room was open a bit. She

RONAN:Rage exploded inside me like a wildfire, burning through every part of my body. Cole, my own cousin, had betrayed her. Harlan too. They took her. My mate. My pup. For what? Power? I didn't care about the why. All I knew was red-hot fury, the kind that made my wolf howl in my mind even here in this limbo."No!" I screamed into the void, my voice echoing back at me, raw and broken. "You bastards! I'll kill you! I'll rip your throats out!"I lunged forward, trying to chase the vanishing image of the van, but the darkness held me like chains. My feet sank into nothing, my hands clawing at air that felt like thick mud. I couldn't move, couldn't follow. But I had to. She needed me, now, not in some dream.Wake up. Wake up, damn it!I slammed my fists into the ground that wasn't there, over and over, imagining the impact, the crack of bones. But nothing. No pain, no blood, just empty motions in this cursed place. I grabbed at a phantom rock, smashing it against my temple with all my

LYRA:I shook my head, tears streaming down my face. "Cole, please don't do this.” “Answer me, Lyra.” He growled.“I love Ronan. Only him, I can't run away with you, Cole."His hand flashed out before I could react, slapping me hard across the cheek. Pain exploded, stars dancing in my vision. My lip split, and I tasted blood. "Wrong answer," he snarled, his calm facade cracking. "You think you're so loyal. So pure. But I know what you did with me. You enjoyed it."I gasped, the sting burning deep. But I wouldn't break. Not for him. "You're a monster."Cole's eyes darkened further, a dangerous glint in them. He reached out, his fingers grabbing the hem of my shirt. "Let me see that body of yours. The one you gave to me so easily before. Maybe I can remind you what you're missing."I twisted away as much as the ropes allowed, panic rising like bile. "Stop! Don't touch me!" His hands tugged at the fabric, lifting it slowly, exposing my skin. The baby kicked wildly, and I screamed inside

RONAN:I lay flat in the tall grass outside the old warehouse. The sun was high now. My brown fur blended with the dry weeds. I did not move. I watched. Two guards walked slowly around the building. They smoked and talked. They did not look hard. Lyra's scent came strong from inside. Fear. Pain. Hunger. Blood. My wolf growled low inside me. I wanted to run in now. But I waited. I had to be smart.Then I saw him. Cole. He came from a side path. He walked slowly, like he was hurt. A big white bandage covered his left ear. Blood spots showed on it. I wondered what happened. Did someone fight him? Did Lyra fight back? The thought made me proud and angry at the same time. He looked around fast, like he was scared. Then he opened the door and went inside.I stayed still. My heart beat hard. Soon, Cole. Very soon.A few minutes passed. The door opened again. Harlan came out. Cole's dad. My uncle. The traitor. He talked on his phone. He laughed like everything was good. He got in his black S

LYRA:Three days had passed since we left the hospital. The pack house felt safe again, quiet and warm. My bruises were fading to yellow, and the pup moved more every day, strong little kicks that made me smile even when my heart felt heavy.But the news about Cole kept playing in my head. The TV said he was alive, though badly hurt in the neck, but no updates came after that. No pictures. No hospital reports. Nothing. Harlan stayed silent.Jerome sent wolves to watch, but they found empty trails. It made my stomach twist. I knew I killed him. I felt the tray go in deep. I watched his eyes go still. How could he be alive?The guilt from before came back stronger at night. What I did with Cole at the hotel while Ronan lay in a coma. I betrayed him. My mate. The one who fought through death to save me. I could not carry it anymore. I had to tell him.Ronan walked into our room that afternoon. He looked better, the cuts on his body almost gone. He smiled when he saw me sitting on the bed