The Royal Mate Of The Cursed Lycan King のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 101 - チャプター 110

RAIDEN POVMonsters don’t become fathers. My chest tightens — not in pain. In awe. I turn slightly, looking down at her. Aria is still curled into me like she belongs there. One hand rests unconsciously over her stomach. Over our child. I place my hand there too. Carefully.Like I’m holding something sacred.I don’t know what I expected — a kick, maybe. A glow. Some divine sign that confirms this isn’t a dream.But there’s just warmth.Life.And the quietest sense of something bigger than me.“I made a baby,” I whisper to myself again.I still can’t believe it.She stirs slightly, blinking up at me. “You’re smiling like a fool again,” she murmurs.“I am a fool,” I reply calmly. “A very powerful, very handsome fool.”She snorts.I lean down and kiss her forehead softly. Then her cheek. Then lower — to her stomach.She laughs sleepily. “Raiden.”“Good morning,” I murmur against her skin.Her fingers slide into my hair. “You’re different this morning.”“Am I?”“Yes.”I lift my head and l

Selene POVThe war room smells like iron and ambition.I do not sit immediately.I stand near the far wall at first, arms loosely folded, watching the generals file in with their stiff backs and disciplined faces. They try not to look at me for too long. Wolves are instinctively uneasy around magic. Around things they cannot overpower with claws.Good.Darius stands at the head of the long stone table, broad shoulders squared, jaw sharp with purpose. He looks alive in a way he hasn’t in months.That alone irritates me.Four months of quiet and he behaves as if he’s been imprisoned.Peace is wasted on men like him.With a slow breath, I move to one of the empty chairs along the side of the table and sit. Reluctantly. Smoothly. Crossing one leg over the other, hands resting lightly in my lap.I am not here because I enjoy his company.I am here because I do not trust what boredom does to powerful men.Darius places both palms flat on the table, leaning forward slightly.“We have been qu

Nyx POVElara’s sobs filled the cathedral, raw and broken, echoing against the ancient stone like a mourning hymn.And I…I said nothing.I just sat there.Staring.At him.At Lucian—too still, too pale, too quiet.It didn’t feel real.It couldn’t be real.This wasn’t how this was supposed to go.Not like this.Not him.My jaw tightened, my fingers curling slowly against his shirt, gripping the fabric like I could pull him back into existence if I just held on hard enough.He refused.He refused to live.Because of fear.Because of possibilities.A bitter, hollow laugh almost escaped me, but it died before it could fully form.“How selfish…” I whispered, my voice trembling despite how calm I tried to sound. “You’d rather die than risk becoming something else?”My throat burned.“Do you even hear yourself…?”Tears slid down my face again, but this time I didn’t even acknowledge them.My gaze hardened.Sharp.Cold.Dangerous.“And what about me?” I murmured, quieter now, but heavier. “Y

Lyra POVI looked at all of them.Joren leaning back like this was mildly entertaining. Talia pretending to be focused on the grass instead of me. Kade watching me too carefully.No one spoke.Not immediately.And in that silence, my mind did what it always does when I feel exposed — it assumed the worst.That’s it.They think I’m dramatic.Or worse.Pathetic.I swallowed the tight feeling rising in my throat and stood abruptly. “Right,” I muttered. “Forget it.”I turned to leave before anyone could dress their pity up as advice.Where was I even going?Anywhere.Just not back to the Alpha’s house yet. Not back to those suffocating walls and that unbearable calm in Darius’ eyes.“Lyra!”Kade’s voice followed me, firm enough to make me stop.I froze mid-step.With a tired sigh and a dramatic roll of my eyes, I turned slowly. “What?” I asked, lifting a brow. “You think I’m crazy?”He was already on his feet, closing the distance between us.“No,” he said immediately. “Not at all.”I fol

Aria POVSeeing Lyra standing in the heart of this castle felt unreal.For a second, I almost expected her to shift and bare her teeth like she used to — circling me with that cruel little smile while the others laughed. Instead, she stood upright before the throne, shoulders squared but eyes cautious, like she knew she was stepping into a den that would not hesitate to tear her apart.I looked at her slowly, letting the silence stretch.“How bold of you,” I said at last, my voice cool and measured. “To walk in here.”Raiden’s presence beside me was steady, warm. His fingers brushed against mine, grounding me before I even realized I needed it.Lyra swallowed but didn’t flinch.“What news do you claim is important enough to earn you safe passage into my kingdom?” I asked.“You may speak,” Raiden ordered, his tone low, kingly. His thumb traced the back of my hand in slow circles, calming the anger rising in my chest.Lyra lifted her chin. “Alpha Darius has gathered allies. Clans. Rogue