Alpha's Reborn Luna-Marked For Vengeance のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 141 - チャプター 146

Liam’s POVI woke up choking.I started coughing uncontrollably. My body jerked forward before I was fully awake, my lungs were burning, and my throat felt raw. I barely had time to register the pain before something warm splattered against my sheets.I looked closely and saw that it was blood.I stared at it for half a second, my mind slow, fogged, before another wave hit me. I doubled over, coughing again, my ribs screaming as more blood streaked my lips and soaked into the white linen. My hands trembled when I brought them up, and that was when the fear finally settled in.I was getting more weak as the day goes by.My muscles felt sluggish, like they were moving through thick mud. Even breathing felt like effort, like my chest no longer remembered how to expand properly. I swung my legs off the bed, intending to stand, but the room tilted violently and I had to grip the edge of the mattress to keep from collapsing.“What is happening,” I muttered under my breath. “Something is def

Dominic’s POVThe first thing I noticed was the smell.It was something very old. Rot that had sunk into stone and never been allowed to leave. Decay layered over magic, soaked into the walls like a stain even time had failed to scrub away.They dragged me down three flights of stairs I didn’t know existed.Iron bit into my wrists as the guards hauled me forward, boots echoing against stone carved with symbols that made my vision blur if I stared too long. Every step deeper felt like walking away from air itself. The walls narrowed, pressing in, etched floor to ceiling with runes that pulsed faintly, as if breathing.Suppression runes.Not the crude ones councilors liked to show off. These were ancient. Older than the pack. Older than the castle. The kind that had been carved by hands that believed pain was a language worth mastering.“Careful,” one guard muttered to the other. “He’s still an Alpha.”The second guard laughed, sharp and humorless. “Not down here.”They shoved me forwar

Aurelia’s POVI knew something was wrong the moment I stepped into the children’s quarters.It wasn’t loud. There was no screaming from Keiran, no broken furniture, no blood on the floor. Everywhere was still very organized and quiet.Kieran’s bed was empty.Not rumpled the way it usually was when he climbed out of it too early. Not messy from his restless turning at night. It was bare. Sheets folded too neatly. Pillow missing.My breath caught. I was too scared to admit the rising suspicion in my gut, I just stood there and took in all the sight before me.“No,” I whispered, already stepping closer, my hands shaking as I touched the mattress. It was cold and seemed and untouched for days.Madeline sat on her bed across the room, knees pulled to her chest, her small fingers twisting the hem of her dress. She looked up at me slowly, her eyes too calm for a child her age.“Where is your brother?” I asked, forcing my voice to stay steady.She didn’t answer, she only started tearing up as