Beyond Redemption のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 61 - チャプター 70

Kora’s POVThe entire compound felt different after the shard was destroyed. The wolves moved with more purpose. The whispers that used to hang in the corridors felt quieter. It wasn’t peace yet, but it was something. Like a storm cloud shifting, letting a faint thread of light through.But inside me, everything still burned. The shard’s scream haunted my sleep. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw it splitting apart, felt the power twisting around my fingers, smelled the dark smoke rising. Even when I was awake, I could still hear Aaron’s voice, faint but angry.*You think you’re strong enough to burn me out?*Yes. I thought. But the fire inside me whispered a darker answer: We’re not done yet.Three days after Mara returned, Edward called another council meeting. This time, the war room was full to bursting. All the lieutenants, all the warriors who led patrols, even some of the elder wolves. Everyone wanted to know what we would do next.Edward stood at the head of the table, tall an

Kora’s POVEdward didn’t set me down until we were miles from the clearing. My body still shook with exhaustion, the fire inside me guttering like a candle in the wind. Every time I tried to tell him I could walk, his jaw tightened and his arms only held me closer.Mara didn’t argue either. She just walked ahead, silent, her eyes scanning the shadows as if expecting Aaron himself to step out of the trees.The Black Pines didn’t grow lighter the further we moved. If anything, they grew darker, thicker. The trunks pressed closer together, the branches overhead blocking out what little light the sky gave. It felt like walking through a throat that was slowly closing, swallowing us whole.By the time Edward finally set me down on a moss-covered boulder, I felt like my bones had turned to glass.“We rest here,” he said firmly.Mara raised a brow. “We’re exposed.”Edward’s silver eyes narrowed. “We’re not moving until she regains her strength.”The words should have warmed me, but instead t

Kora’s POVThe smoke still clung to my skin when we returned to camp. Even after I scrubbed my arms raw with water and herbs, the faint scent of burnt stone lingered, like Aaron’s presence refused to leave me. My body ached in every joint, the fire in me low and flickering like embers.But my mind? My mind was a storm.I couldn’t stop hearing the fury in his voice when the shard shattered, the way it almost felt like his hand had reached inside me, trying to drag me back into the darkness. He’d been closer this time, almost close enough to touch.And the worst part? For a second, when my flames roared out of control, I felt like he was right like maybe I really was his creation.I curled my knees to my chest, sitting on the edge of the balcony outside Edward’s chamber. The night was quiet, too quiet, the forest holding its breath. The stars above blinked faintly, like they were too far away to care about what was happening down here.The door creaked behind me. Edward stepped out, his

Kora’s POVWe moved before dawn, the sky still bruised and the moon a pale smear behind the Black Pines. The whole pack had gathered—less than a full army, but enough steel and fur and sharpened resolve to make anyone think twice before testing us again. Edward’s hand was a steady weight on my back as we filed through the gate. I could feel his pulse through the leather of his glove, strong and sure.Mara rode ahead on a quiet mare, eyes like flint, and the two scouts flanked us like hawks. I walked between Edward and the others, cloak pulled tight against the chill, but it was not the cold that ate at me. It was the pressure behind my eyes, the constant, insistent whisper that had become a physical thing lately. Aaron.We had a plan—Mara’s plan, brutal in its simplicity: split Aaron’s forces, draw them out with feints and fast strikes, and when the clearing opened, I would step into the center and burn the final shard. Destroy that anchor, and the web that held him together should—sh

Kora’s POVThe moon was bright that night, too bright for comfort. It painted the walls of our room silver, making the shadows look sharper, almost alive. I couldn’t sleep. My body was tired, but my mind refused to rest. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw the shard—burning, splitting, whispering—and Aaron’s smirk floating somewhere in the firelight.I turned over, facing Edward’s side of the bed. He was already awake, propped up on one elbow, watching me. His eyes caught the moonlight and glowed faintly, wolf-like.“You’re still thinking about it,” he said quietly.I sighed and nodded. “I can’t stop. The look on their faces in the council room… the way they stared at me like I was some monster waiting to explode.”“You’re not a monster.”I gave him a small, tired smile. “Try telling them that.”He reached over, brushing his thumb along my jaw. “You’ve nothing to prove to anyone, Kora. You did what none of them could. You destroyed what was killing us.”“I know.” I rolled onto my back,