Wanted By The Alpha And His Brothers のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

The next few days were brutal but worth every single hit, every single fall, teaching me how to get back up no matter what. Dawn with Bastien and breakfast with the quiet Dorothy whom I started wondering a lot about. Who was her mother? Why is she so quiet for a child so full of life? Why did she look so strained from her only surviving parent? All these questions I kept pondering about while having breakfast and tutoring sessions with her. The long, empty hours of the day spent reading to her or wandering the parts of the estate I was allowed, all while trying to ignore the constant, aching protest of my mind and body both from the pains of my trainings and the thoughts that beclouded my every thought. I wanted to know but I don't think anyone was going to tell me no matter how close I got. Bastien on the other hand was an unforgiving teacher. He was never pleased, only occasionally less dissatisfied. We moved from falling to basic stances, to footwork so simple it was maddeni

The world around me suddenly slowed down as I had finally witnessed first hand his cruelty. The faint glow of the moon glinting off the dark blood stains on his shirt. It felt surreal and it was my fault for underestimating him once again.I watched him disappear from sight into the house and I finally broke from my paralysis and stumbled back into my room, sliding the glass door shut but I didn't lock it because what was the point? it's not like a lock can stop him. I've tried believe me.The house was unusually quiet and then I heard it. Soft measured footsteps on the grand staircase heading upstairs. He was coming here. Hasn't he done enough for one day?My breath hitched. I backed away until my legs hit the edge of my bed, and I sank down onto it, my body trembling uncontrollably. The doorknob to my bedroom turned with a soft, definitive click.The door swung open, and he filled the frame. He came in looking different, the previous cold demeanor totally gone replaced by this tigh

The word 'matebond' hung in the air of the conservatory, a bomb that had detonated the last shred of my sanity. He was definitely looking for trouble.A chuckle escaped my lips because he had to be joking. Two werewolves, one bond? It was impossible. It was insane.“No,” I whispered, shaking my head, taking a stumbling step back. “That’s not possible. You’re lying.”“I’m not,” Bastien said, his voice low and fervent. He took a step forward, his grey eyes burning with an intensity that rivaled his brother’s. “I’ve tried to ignore it. I’ve tried to rationalize it as protectiveness, as pity, as anything else. But it’s there, Lana. A pull just as strong as the one you feel for him. Can you honestly tell me you feel nothing when I’m near?”That was the most terrifying part. I couldn’t. His presence was a calm harbor in Ronan’s storm. It was a different frequency, a quieter hum, but it was there, however Ronan would rather burn than allow this happen. “This is a death sentence,” I breathed

Lana’s POV Brothers.The world seemed to be playing a rather cruel joke on me as the word echoed in my mind even while Kaelia had left me alone to my thoughts. This joke was too serious to even be considered one and at the same time it felt too absurd to be real. I thought I needed to stay away from both of them when in reality I needed to run. Run as as fast as I could out of all three of their shadow. The craziest part was I felt a pull towards all three of them. Finn was easy with his smiles that made me feel settled and his flirtatious winks that stirred something in me. Bastian was the brooding, defiant and fierce warrior who was gentle and caring. He made me feel loved. Mad then there was Ronan. The tyrant. The one who I didn't even know what I felt for him. One moment he gave me butterflies in my stomach and the next he is holding someone's life at my disobedience. This was all so confusing and now they all shared the same blood and almost an equality of power. I paced the

Lana’s POV The Alpha's lips felt cold against my skin. The kiss seemed more like a formality. A little performance put up to show off that he is a gentleman. Alas I can a hundred percent believe he and Ronan are related. But I still felt uneasy with him around.If he indeed was the great alpha what did he gain by attacking me? Why is he visiting? Is this another game they are trying to play or am I overreacting?His pale grey eyes held mine for a moment too long, dissecting me, and I had to fight the instinct to snatch my hand back. A primal alarm was screaming in the back of my mind, a instinctual fear that had nothing to do with Ronan’s explosive temper and everything to do with this man’s glacial, absolute control.“The pleasure is mine,” I managed to force out, my voice thankfully steady, though my heart was trying to beat its way out of my chest.Ronan’s arm under my hand had gone rigid. I could feel the tension thrumming through him, a live wire of protective aggression barely