THE PRINCESS THE ALPHA REJECTED のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 91 - チャプター 100

Alpha King Lucian's POVDamien Walkers arrived at the palace in guarded custody, considerably diminished from the arrogant, composed wolf I remembered presiding over during the leadership training months earlier. Hunger and exhaustion had hollowed his frame, and something in his posture, defeated rather than defiant, told me plainly that whatever fight remained in him had finally been spent entirely during his months of hiding.I convened the judgment in the same great hall where his challenge, and subsequently his disgrace, had first unfolded. Council members and witnesses gathered once more to observe whatever conclusion this considerably longer chapter of his story would finally reach."Damien Walkers," I said, my voice carrying across the silent hall, "you stand accused of deliberate arson against Riverline Pack, an act that endangered lives and threatened the stability of this Alliance during a formal diplomatic gathering. You were captured after months evading justice, during wh

Damien's POVThree weeks into my sentence, my hands had blistered and healed and blistered again, the physical labor Ashwood Hollow demanded considerably more punishing than anything Silvercrest's training grounds had ever required of me. I rose before dawn each morning, tended the pack's modest livestock, hauled water and firewood, and completed whatever construction or repair work the settlement's aging infrastructure constantly seemed to require.The work itself I could tolerate, however much my body protested against demands it had never once been asked to meet. What proved considerably harder to endure was the constant, grinding humiliation of my new position, the way pack members addressed me without deference, the way I ate last, after every other wolf had been properly served, the way even the youngest children had learned to speak to me with the same dismissive authority they might have used with any other Omega who'd occupied this role before me."You're slower than Garret w

Leah's POVI woke that morning to the familiar warmth of Kieran's arm draped over my waist, his breathing still slow and even with sleep, the small cottage we'd settled into near the royal grounds carrying the particular quiet stillness that had come to feel more like home than anywhere I'd lived before.I didn't move immediately, content simply to lie there a while longer, watching the early light filter through the curtains, the bond between us humming its usual steady warmth even in the quiet of an ordinary morning. A year of marriage hadn't dulled that warmth in the slightest. If anything, it had deepened into something even more settled and certain than the overwhelming rush I'd felt the very first day his scent had reached me across the healer's hall."You're thinking too loudly," Kieran murmured against my shoulder, his voice thick with sleep. "I can feel it.""I didn't realize thoughts had a volume," I said, smiling despite myself

Adrian's POVThe messenger arrived at the palace three days after Lucian's first mention of unusual activity near Ravenfell's territory, his exhaustion plain even before he'd fully dismounted, and I felt the ordinary rhythm of the morning shift immediately into something considerably more urgent the moment his expression came into view."Border incursions," he said, once Ariana and I had gathered him in the council chamber alongside her father. "Along the eastern territories, near the Thornwood border. In three separate incidents these past two weeks, livestock were taken, and two border guards injured in the most recent confrontation.""Thornwood," Lucian repeated, something grim settling into his expression. "That territory's held by the Ravenfell Pack, isn't it? Outside our Alliance entirely.""It is," the messenger confirmed. "Though the incursions themselves appear to originate from beyond even Ravenfell's own borders. Scouts report

Adrian's POVRavenfell's border captain met us at the agreed rendezvous point just after dawn, a weathered wolf named Halden whose grim expression matched the mood that had settled over both our patrols since word of the overnight incursions reached us."Two more sightings before sunrise," Halden said, falling into step beside me as our combined patrol began moving along the border's most vulnerable stretch. "Further south again. Whatever they're mapping, they're being thorough about it.""Any direct contact?" I asked."None yet," Halden said. "They've been careful to withdraw before our patrols can close the distance. Disciplined, the way I'd expect from a force with genuine military training behind it, rather than simple raiders looking for opportunistic gains."Ariana rode close beside me, her attention fixed on the tree line ahead with the same careful alertness she'd carried since we'd first reviewed the map's unsettling pattern two days earlier. "How many patrols are you running