The Mad King's Mate のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 21 - チャプター 30

Evelyn's POV I slam my chamber door shut and collapse onto the bed, my chest heaving like I’ve just run a mile. My heart won’t stop pounding, and my palms are clammy against the blanket.“What…what the fuck did I just do?” I whisper, pressing a trembling hand to my chest.My whole body feels hot and cold at the same time, as though my blood can’t decide whether to freeze or burn.I ran….Goddess! I just ran away from my mate, the man I've been dreaming of meeting all my life. I just met him… and I ran away without even saying a word. I let out a tortured groan, rolling on the bed and stuffing my face into the pillow. OW!”A muffled, furious voice shrieks beneath me.I freeze and roll over quickly. Pip pops out from under my shoulder, wings twitching angrily, her hair a wild mess.“You rolled on me, you giant lump of anxiety!” she squeaked, dusting herself off and shooting me the fiercest glare a palm-sized faerie could manage. “Do you want me dead before nightfall?”She smacks my n

Evelyn's POV He halts just a few steps away from me.His eyes lift and the moment our gaze meets, everything in the stairwell goes quiet.It’s like being pinned by lightning. His golden eyes narrow slightly in confusion? Recognition? Hunger?Then he looks at Roan.“Commander.”The word is low, gravelly, slightly hoarse, like he hasn’t spoken to another living soul in days. Or maybe like he doesn’t want to speak to commander Roan at all.Roan straightens immediately.“Your Majesty.”“What is she doing here?”A shiver bolts through me. That voice…Roan doesn’t budge. “There was an altercation among the Eastern delegation. Lady Astria requests punishment.”Wait, what?!Arkan’s eyes darken. “And?”“I retrieved the girl,” Roan cocks his head to the right, puzzled. “...As ordered.”The King’s gaze sharpens on me.Not cruel.Not cold.Just…intense.My pulse drums in my ears. I try to step behind Roan, but king Arkan’s gaze pulls me back like gravity.His nostrils flare slightly.Pip’s advi

Evelyn’s POV Astria was an idiot.Let me rephrase that.Astria was an idiot, is an idiot and will forever be an idiot in my opinion. Because what the hell is she doing?She giggles as King Arkan whispers in her ears. It's high pitched and irritates my ears for a second. It's quite annoying to be honest.Okay, maybe it's because King Arkan has been so absorbed with her since breakfast.I'm not angry or anything…. I am not…. Nope!I mean it's not like we are fated mates, matched by fates before we were born, or union blessed the goddess. It's not like that at all…..If you can't tell, I'm being sarcastic.Ugh!I get that we just shared a kiss. As Pip phrased it when I told her “ Fate-level, mate-level, stars-aligning, prophecy-fulfilling, knee-buckling kissing”She's absolutely dramatic, I know.But aside from the kiss and him telling me he wants me, I don't really know where we stand?As if feeling my gaze on him, his eyes lift up, locking with mine. He holds my gaze as Astria whisp

Evelyn’s POV.By the time I finally reach my room, my legs feel like they’re made of water. My lips are still swollen. My skin still tingles everywhere he touched me. And my heart beats widly in my chest.My body aches in places I ever knew existed.I’m floating.I’m confused.I’m terrified.I’m happy.I’m all of it at once.His scent; pine, smoke, heat still clings to my skin, so strong it makes my knees wobble.Oh gods.What did I just do?!The door clicks shut behind me.I barely take a step inside when something launches at my face.“WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?!”I yelp and instinctively duck as Pip shoots upward, tiny wings buzzing furiously, glowing with angry pink light.“Oh spirits…. Pip….!”“You…you…you reckless animal!” Pip shrieks, face turning an alarming shade of red. “Do you have ANY idea…ANY idea… how long I’ve been searching for you?!”I wince as she jabs a tiny finger into my cheek. “Pip…”“No! No Evelyn, don’t you ‘Pip’ me! You vanished! You didn’t tell me where you were g

Evelyn's POV.I know immediately that I'm not awake.Darkness.Absolute swallowing darkness.Everything is so still, it felt wrong.Shapes move around like drowning shadows.Cold air clings to me like wet fingers.I try to breathe. The air tastes wrong. Thick. Metallic. Rotten.Then I realise something… I'm not standing on the ground. I am standing on BODIES!Not fresh, not rotting… something in between, preserved by an unnatural frost that coats their skin. Some are crushed beneath the weight of others, ribs jutting out. Their eyes are open. All of them. Wide. Empty. Staring up at me in silent accusation.My stomach lurches.These bodies aren't stranger.They are lycans.My people.The lycan purge!My legs tremble as I struggle to move, to find an empty land. A scream rise in my throat but will not leave.A hand shoots up and grabs my ankle.I scream and stumble back, but the hand holds tight, cold fingers digging into my skin with desperation.The corpse’s eyes roll towards me, pupi