Alpha's Regret: His Rejected Hybrid Mate のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 131 - チャプター 140

Aria's POVMy heart hammered against my ribs as I looked around the room. I felt totally disoriented, my breath coming in sharp, uneven bursts. Everywhere was quiet as realization hit slowly. The sex part didn't happen. My palm pressed to my forehead as I squeezed my eyes shut again, breathing deeply. My mind had twisted reality to fit the shape of the trauma in my head. Kyril had hurt me in many ways, but he never brought Sienna into our bed when we were still married. Still...the fact that my mind could create such a vivid image showed how deep the wound ran. I slowly pushed myself up. The sky outside the window was glowing with early morning light. The sun was just rising. I walked to the bathroom and splashed cold water on my face, watching the troubled woman in the mirror stare back at me. My eyes were swollen, lips pale, and strength worn thin but not gone. When I eventually stepped into the sitting room, it was empty. "Good morning Aria." I turned toward the dining ro

Aria's POVI didn't argue with Kyril. I really couldn't tell why. Maybe it was the certainty that was laced in his voice, or the way his eyes held mine like he already saw a good ten steps ahead while I was still bracing for the first. I only met his gaze for a second longer. Then I looked away. Through the car window, I saw people as they walked their dogs, and vendors as they opened shops. Life went on, completely unaware that somewhere near the borders of the district, a cave still reeked of blood and the burnt flesh of rogues. Kyril slowed the car a few meters before the buildings that marked the entrance to the administrative blocks. He parked smoothly, then turned in his seat to face me fully. "With our wolf senses we'd be able to hear everything from here," he said calmly. "But remember to record your conversation. It'll really come in handy."I stole a glance at Marcus. His gaze was fixed straight ahead, but he gave me a subtle nod. I nodded too, my fingers already curli

Kyril's POVI caught her smile in the rearview mirror even before she realized she was wearing it. It was one of relief–pure and unguarded. The kind that only comes when something crushing your chest is finally lifted away. She leaned back against the seat, exhaling slowly. Then her eyes drifted toward the window. For a moment, I just stared at her, forgetting to keep my eyes on the road. She caught me watching, then chuckled softly. "You did quite well. Every bit of it." I smiled. "I'm glad it worked out." She turned fully to me now. "Thank you, Kyril. Truly. Saving us from the rogues was one thing. Saving us from the Mayor was another." Then she leaned forward slightly and looked at Marcus. "And I must thank you too, Marcus. I don't think I could've walked away without an attack from the Mayor without you holding him the way you did."Marcus calmly inclined his head. "It was nothing, Ms. Stone." "It sure wasn't," she said firmly. "Thank you." Silence settled for a while, th

Aria's POVThe image on the screen made my breath catch. It was the strange mark on Luna's arm, and it was more precise than ever.The lines curved in the same deliberate pattern–sharp where they needed to be, and soft where they bled into another. Even the tiny break I noticed on Luna's arm along the lower arc was there. It was more like a direct picture taken from Luna's arm. But that wasn't all. Beneath the image was a name written in a script that looked ceremonial even in its modern font. The Ashkara Circle. "An ancient witchcraft coven," Maya muttered, "predating the first recorded unions between witches, wolves and hybrids." I looked at her. "You researched it?" She nodded. I turned back to the system and squinted my eyes as I read the description slowly."They seem to be an order," I murmured. Maya nodded. "An old order, older than most books I could find." She bent and picked a book resting on the arm of the chair. Then she flipped it open. "Only this book identified

Aria's POVI sat back down slowly, the couch creaking beneath me as I pulled the laptop closer and zoomed the map out.The Sacred Path stretched across the screen like a pale scar cutting through a small forest and a river. It looked ancient and protected, but it still had some modern marks such as a smooth tarred road and streetlights."Are you sure about this?" Maya asked as she sank down on the seat beside me.I said nothing. Instead, I dragged the map in slow, methodical movements, expanding the radius. One mile. Two. Seven. Still, I saw nothing special. They were no structures or ritual markers. Not even any visible distortions in ley lines. Just trees, winding trails, and some elevation changes. Then there was the old stone formations that I knew would be present. I knew they were chances of finding nothing on the map, as ancient powers never announced themselves with signs and banners. Witch covens were always hidden beneath the obvious, folded into silence and invisibility.