The Captive Luna のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 9

I was born a rare white wolf, daughter of a respected elder. By birthright, I should have been a cherished princess. Instead, I was offered up as a “hostage bride” for a fragile peace.That day, under the pale glow of the Moonstone Square, the elders gathered to carve the oath: two packs would withdraw their armies, and in exchange for ten years of truce, a marriage would be the bond.Every stroke etched into the stone felt like a blade carving into my chest.And the one I was commanded to marry was none other than a crippled warrior from the Bayport Pack—Colin.Once, he had fought rogues on the border until his bones were shattered. In wolf form, one leg would forever limp. In human form, his steps carried the weight of that wound.When Father led me into the Alpha’s council hall, firelight flickered against the walls. Barry lounged on the high-backed chair; lips curled in a careless smile.“Emily is your most precious daughter. How could you bear to send her into the den of a broken

Evelyn’s voice carried a trace of worry.“What if she’s truly stubborn? What if she would rather marry the crippled wolf than admit she was wrong?”Barry chuckled, kissing her cheek softly.“Then that’s even better. It only makes things easier for us.”My steps quickened, as if by running faster I could escape the sharp edges of his words cutting into me. But no matter how fast I moved, the tears blurred my vision, burning hot against my skin.When I finally returned home, I collapsed into my mother’s arms, sobbing until I couldn’t breathe.Her hand stroked my hair, her voice tender and aching.“Emily, no matter what you choose, Mommy will always stand with you.”I swallowed back the tremor in my throat, wiping at my tears as I choked out,“Mommy… I’ll marry the warrior from the Bayport Pack.”Her smile was bitter, her eyes filled with sorrow and pity as she brushed away the tears on my cheeks.Barry was willing to sacrifice his fated mate for Evelyn, stripping me of my dignity as a Lu

Three days later, Mother suddenly pushed open the door, a tall man at her side.“Emily, come meet your future mate.”I froze.The man’s features were sharp, his presence commanding, his midnight-blue eyes deep as the night sky. Even dressed in a tailored suit, the aura of battle clung to him—he didn’t look like a simple Warrior at all. He looked like someone born to lead.He curved his lips into a faint smile, his voice low and warm.“Princess Emily.”I rose too quickly, my gaze betraying me as it fell to his leg. His steps, however, were steady, powerful—without a hint of weakness.Colin’s eyes glimmered with a flicker of amusement.“Is Princess Emily… staring at my leg?”Heat rushed to my face, and I tore my gaze away, embarrassed.His tone softened.“Yes, I was wounded in battle once at the border. But thanks to the Pack Doctor, I’ve healed. It no longer troubles me.”His voice was calm, steady, filled with quiet strength. Slowly, the walls around my heart eased. We began to speak o

The voice came from Ethan—now a seated member of the Alpha Council, though once he had been my father’s own student.Back when Barry, hiding behind his Alpha’s title, had rallied several Elders and forced the hostage marriage decree through, Ethan and many who owed my father their loyalty had bristled with fury… yet my father stopped them then.But now, the resentment that had long simmered beneath the surface finally found its outlet.Ethan’s laugh was sharp, dripping with scorn.“Barry, have you lost your mind? The Bond is carved clear upon the Marriage Stone—today Emily will bond with Colin, Warrior of Bayport Pack. What on earth does this have to do with you?”His eyes glinted cold, his voice cutting like steel.“If you still remember what it means to be Alpha, then walk away now. Do not tarnish Coyote Pack’s honor. Do not shame your title.”The crowd erupted in uproar, voices rising in agreement, their support thundering around us.Barry’s face turned ashen, veins bulging at his t

“Always thinking only of yourself.”My voice cut through his like ice, sharp yet tired.“Barry, had you stood before me and ended our betrothal honorably, I might have still respected you.But you insist on using such means, wanting me while raising a low-blooded border she-wolf.When you walked into the Council Hall, did you not think of the cost?Did you believe my father’s pleas could shield me forever?”The fury burned in my chest; my voice rose like a blade:“I will not be an unfilial daughter. And now—leave.”A stunned silence. He stood there, mouth working, no words coming out.Then Colin’s hand closed over mine, warm and steady.“Don’t waste another breath on him,” he murmured. “He’s not worth your time.”He lifted his eyes to Barry, his tone as calm as a blade drawn from its sheath:“I am a Warrior of Bayport. I am the Bond-mate chosen by the Bayport Council itself. This injury of my leg was earned at the border, saving lives. And even so, I can still protect Emily.With me, E