Revenge Of The Alpha's Reborn Mate のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

Isabella's POV"Pack members, I, Damien Foster from the Silvercrest Pack, am officially declaring that my destined partner Vanessa will become part of our pack. I believe that in the coming days, everyone will afford the same respect to Vanessa as they will to Luna Isabella.” There was a momentary silence in the room and then it was filled with happy screams. "Congratulations, Alpha Damien! May the Silvercrest Pack thrive forever!""Best wishes!"I stared dumbfounded at the two who were huddled together in the center of the hall, detachment washing over me as I overheard the pack members lambasting their congratulations truly.My mind was a complete blank, and at that moment, I couldn't find any words with which to protest. On our third anniversary of marriage, my mate Damien had publicly revealed to the entire pack that he had discovered his true fated mate.The issue was that this fated mate was a different woman.To make matters worse, instead of recoiling from the news, they we

Damien’s POV"Damien? Did... did I do anything wrong?" Vanessa was crying as she looked up at me with tears in her eyes, she looked so innocent and doe-like as she lay weakly in my hold. "No, my dear. You did nothing wrong; it's all that wretched woman's doing!"I glared at Isabella icily. It all added up.I'd witnessed her return that wine glass to Vanessa, and I berated myself for not anticipating this envious woman attempting something similar."Guards! Seize the Luna and escort her to the dungeon!""What? Damien... you can't mean this?! How dare you treat me this way!""Be quiet, Isabella! Guards! Use force if necessary."Disregarding Isabella's yells, I issued commands to the guards while carefully lifting Vanessa and transporting her from the banquet hall."I warned you ages ago that Isabella wasn't our mate and it wouldn't conclude positively with her!" My wolf snarled angrily at me, frantic over our mate's state."Darius, please. I never imagined Isabella was this way. I'd on

Isabella's POV"Everyone who cares for you will forsake you,"I stayed in the filthy hole-in-the-wall, looking up at the tiny window high above as those words echoed painfully inside my brain. Beyond this window lay the woods where I had perished so recently at the hands of that scheming little tramp.Who could have imagined that even with the Moon Goddess's assistance, I'd revive only to endure the identical treachery! It had been he who had convinced me to be his chosen mate under the watchful eyes of the Moon Goddess! At 18, I told him how I felt. “Let’s call it, Damien; it’s not going to work long-distance. We won't find joy together."Those were precisely the words I'd uttered to him!"No, Isabella, absolutely not! Screw the mate connection! I'll wed only you, Isabella; if not, I'll stay solitary forever."I'd been completely stunned, able merely to whisper his name while embracing him firmly and weeping tears of joy.I truly thought that despite not being destined eternally

Terms of a Monster (Lucas’s POV)They dragged me out of the dungeon like I was the criminal, not the Alpha who had just found his mate in a cage.I let them. If I snapped now, blood would hit the stones in front of Isabella. She had seen enough. So I walked, muscles tight, two warriors on my arms like I was some rogue.Jax’s voice brushed my mind. “You good?”“For now,” I sent back. “Hold the warriors at the border. If I call, you get her out.”“Understood.”The guards took me from damp dark into polished wood and light. The smell of mold faded under coffee and ink.They pushed open the council-room door. Long table. Leather chairs. Pack crests on the wall. A few tablets and phones lay face down, as if the elders had paused work.Damien sat at the head.Vanessa leaned into his side, looking fragile and sweet. Her red hair spilled over his arm.“Alpha Lucas,” an older wolf said. “Please sit.”I stayed standing.Damien’s mouth curved. “Let our guest feel welcome, Elder Rowan. He must be

Vanessa’s Mask (Vanessa’s POV)The moment the door closed behind the elders, I dropped the act.My shoulders relaxed, my lips stopped trembling, and the soft, wounded smile slid off my face.“Idiots,” I muttered, kicking off my heels. They hit the wall with a dull thud. Damien sat on the edge of the bed, elbows on his knees, staring at the floor, his jaw tight. “Elder Mae almost grew a spine,” I said in a sing-song voice, walking behind him. “Did you see? She actually opened her mouth.”He snorted but didn’t look up.I leaned over his shoulder, slid my arms around his neck, and rested my chin on his head. “Don’t sulk, Alpha. You handled it well.”“He called me a coward in my own hall,” Damien said. “Accused me of locking up my Luna like an animal.”“Technically,” I said, “you did.”He shot me a look.I smiled sweetly. “Relax. I like you this way.”He grabbed my wrist and pulled me into his lap in one smooth motion. “You enjoy it too much,” he said.“Someone has to,” I said, linking