ALPHA’S HUMAN SURROGATE 2 のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 31 - チャプター 37

JAYDEN I leaned forward slowly, my glare locked on his. “Who the hell are you really?” My voice was low, steady, edged with the growl that never belonged to men. “Because no normal cop knows what I am.”The corner of his mouth twitched, his smirk darkening into something uglier. His silence was worse than words, like he was letting me drown in the truth he refused to give. His eyes went cold, a chill that slid straight into my bones.Then—he drew back, casual as if nothing had passed between us.The door creaked open. The chief returned, a stack of papers in hand. He didn’t spare his colleague a second glance as he dropped the documents onto the desk. “Mr. Evers, sign here.”I scanned the fine—reckless driving, overspeeding, endangerment. A joke compared to what I’d feared. I scrawled my name, teeth gritted. The chief slid me the final page. “You’ll also need to pay this sum.”I shoved the cash across the desk without hesitation. My wrists still burned where the cuffs had sat.“Fine

JAYDEN Catriona’s hand tightened on mine, her voice low but steady despite the tremor beneath it.“Jayden… What's going on? Where is she? Where’s the witch?”I exhaled hard, staring at the shimmer. “She’s here. That barrier—it’s hiding her house. She doesn’t want us in, doesn’t want to be found. But she’s watching. Trust me, she knows we’re standing here.”Before Catriona could answer, the shimmer rippled. A surge of cold energy spread across the clearing, sharp as ice against my skin. Then she appeared—Selena Jones, draped in black, eyes like dark fire, her presence swallowing the air.Her voice carried like a blade.“I told you wolves. I promised if you dared show up again, I’d make you regret it. You thought I was joking?”A current of magic coiled around her arms, the air crackling, the ground trembling as she raised her hands. She didn’t care that Abriel was clinging to Catriona’s side, didn’t care that we’d brought a child into her line of fire.Before I could shield them, Catr

JAYDEN The forest tore past me in a blur of mud, branches, and shadow. My lungs burned, but I didn’t slow. Couldn’t. Every heartbeat was a drum of panic, every breath a curse.“Catriona!” I bellowed, my voice splitting the night, scattering birds from the trees. “Abriel!”No answer. Just the rustle of leaves, the hollow echo of my own desperation.I ripped through underbrush, flipped stones, kicked logs aside like they might be hiding beneath. Every scent I caught on the wind drove me mad—mud, damp bark, blood. None of it hers. None of it is my son’s. The old man’s voice teased the edges of my skull: You’ll never find them.I shoved it down with a snarl and hurled myself forward again, crashing through a stream, mud splattering my legs.Every overturned stone. Every clawed trunk. Every scentless trail mocked me.And yet I kept sprinting, like a madman in a labyrinth that shifted under my feet, because the alternative—the image of my mate and my son swallowed whole by something I cou

CATRIONA A sound escaped me before I could stop it—half laugh, half sob. It startled even me. My fingers trembled as they smoothed a loose strand of hair from Abriel’s sleeping face.“At first,” I began softly, my voice breaking, “when I was pregnant, it crossed my mind that she might be yours.” My eyes flicked up to Gabriel’s but dropped quickly. “I couldn’t stop thinking about you. It drove me insane. Every moment—your scent, your touch, your voice—it haunted me. I wanted to see you. Smell you. Make love to you again. It wasn’t like me… it was like something in me kept reaching for you.”My throat tightened. “But when I gave birth, all those thoughts disappeared. I told myself it was just one of those cravings women get when they’re pregnant. A phase.” I paused, drawing in a long breath that shook. “But thinking about it now…” My hand tightened over my son’s small fingers. “It was true.”I lowered my eyes, trying to gather myself before the tears spilled over. My heart pounded agai