The Alpha’s Betrayed Mate のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 111 - チャプター 120

Aria’s POVSomething was wrong.I felt it in my bones, a creeping unease that had nothing to do with Hope's newly awakened wings or the training Damon had started with her. This was different, darker, like a shadow sliding across the sun.I stood on the balcony of our bedroom, watching the forest that stretched beyond our territory. The trees were green and healthy, the land healed from years of war. But beneath that peace, I sensed something stirring, something that didn't belong."You're worrying again," Damon said, wrapping his arms around me from behind. His warmth pressed against my back, his chin resting on my shoulder. "I can feel it through the bond.""I can't help it," I admitted, leaning into him. "Something feels off, Damon. Like we're being watched.""The borders are secure," he murmured. "Rowan has patrols running day and night. No one's getting through without us knowing.""That's not what I'm afraid of," I said quietly. "I'm afraid of what's already here. What's been hi

Aria's POVThe sacred grove stood silent under the moon's cold gaze.I knelt on the soft earth, my knees pressing into moss that had grown undisturbed for centuries. Ancient trees surrounded me, their branches twisted and gnarled like the hands of elders reaching toward the sky. This place had always been sacred to our kind, a space where the veil between our world and the divine grew thin.My hands trembled as I pressed them together, fingers interlaced in the traditional prayer position my mother had taught me long ago. The memory of her voice echoed faintly in my mind, soft and warm, before Zac had taken everything from me.But I wasn't here to think about him. Not tonight."Moon Goddess," I whispered, my voice barely louder than the wind rustling through the leaves. "I need your guidance. Please. I don't know what's happening to my daughter."The words caught in my throat. Hope had been distant lately, waking with screams I couldn't soothe, staring at mirrors like they held secret

Aria's POVDamon was dying.I knelt beside our bed, my hands clutching his as the healers worked frantically around us. Elder Mira, the pack's head healer with her gray hair pulled back in a tight bun and worry lines deep around her mouth, pressed healing herbs against Damon's chest. Her hands, usually so steady and sure, trembled as she worked.Beta Rowan stood at the foot of the bed, his broad shoulders tense, his usually calm face twisted with concern. He was Damon's second, his most trusted warrior, a man built like a mountain with scars that told stories of battles won. But right now, he looked helpless.The dark veins had spread from Damon's arm across his entire chest, crawling up his neck like poisonous vines. His skin had gone pale, too pale, and sweat beaded on his forehead despite the cold that seemed to radiate from his body."Why isn't it working?" I demanded, my voice breaking. "You said the moonflower extract would slow the poison."Elder Mira's hands stilled, and when

Hope's POVI felt it the moment my mother started to fade.It wasn't something I could see or hear. It was deeper than that, a pull in my chest that felt like someone was slowly unwinding a thread connected directly to my heart. The mate bond between my parents had always been strong, a golden warmth that I could sense even as a child, but now it flickered like a candle in the wind.Mom was dying.I stood in the hallway outside their bedroom, my back pressed against the cold wall, listening to my father's broken voice calling her name over and over. Elder Mara had rushed past me moments ago, her weathered face tight with worry. Beta Rowan paced near the stairs, his massive frame tense, his scarred hands clenched into fists."This is my fault," I whispered to the empty air. "I did this. The shadow attacked Dad, and Mom saved him, and now she's…""Dying because of you." The voice came from my reflection in the window across the hall.I turned to see her, my shadow-self, standing in the

Hope's POVThe golden eclipse faded, but its weight remained pressed against my chest like a stone.I stood at the edge of the temple steps while the pack celebrated around me, their voices rising in joy and relief. They saw the eclipse as a blessing, a sign that balance had been restored. They saw me as something special, something chosen.But all I felt was tired.Tired of the power that hummed beneath my skin like a constant vibration. Tired of the shadow-self that now lived in harmony with me but still whispered reminders of what I was capable of. Tired of being looked at like I was more than just a girl who wanted normal things."Hope?" My father's voice cut through my thoughts, deep and familiar and safe.I turned to find Damon Winchester, the Alpha who had raised me as his own even though I carried another man's blood, standing behind me. His dark hair caught the afternoon light, his sharp eyes, the ones that could command an entire pack with a single look, studied me with conc