The Alpha's Plump Luna のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 161 - チャプター 170

[EMRYS]The packhouse grounds looked like a battlefield because they were one.I moved through the aftermath with systematic attention—cataloging wounded, directing triage, keeping wolves functional while their Alpha was somewhere in the forest and their Luna had broken completely.Seven wolves down. Three critical. Mira was already working, grey hair loose around her shoulders, hands moving with the efficiency of someone who'd patched too many bodies to flinch at one more.I let her work and kept moving.The rogues we'd captured were secured in the packhouse basement—three surviving, one unconscious, all of them knowing more than they'd yet admitted. That conversation was coming. Just not yet.First: stabilize the perimeter. Reinforce what they'd breached. Make certain this wasn't a feint designed to draw our attention while a second wave positioned itself.'It won't be,' my wolf said. 'They got what they came for.'The thought sat cold in my stomach.Lachlan was gone. The heir of Cr

[KAEL]The office felt smaller with what Emrys was telling me.I stood at the window while he laid it out—patrol gaps, altered timing windows, and personnel shifts that aligned too precisely with every major incident. A young warrior followed. A dead drop found empty but recently used."He's a pawn," Emrys concluded. "Not the architect. Someone's running him."My hands clenched behind my back. Saen paced slow and furious in my chest.Betrayal from inside hit differently than an external attack. External threats you could meet with strength. Internal rot required surgery—finding where the corruption ended before cutting, making sure you didn't excise something vital in the process."Where is he?""Marcus has him detained.""Bring him to my office." I turned from the window. "Give me ten minutes first."I needed to check on Rhiannon.The thought formed, and immediately pain seized my chest—not mine, hers, flooding through the bond with an intensity that made Saen slam forward hard enoug

[EMRYS]The door stopped vibrating. The room didn't.I kept my hands braced against the map table, running calculations while Marcus exhaled slowly beside me."You realize they'll know we're coming," he said. "They've been two steps ahead this entire time."I didn't answer immediately. Already factored. Already accounting for it in the formation structure taking shape in my head.Behind me, Kael strapped another blade to his thigh with the focused quiet of a man who'd run out of patience and was operating purely on intent."Let them," he said, without looking up.The low register beneath those two words made the nearest warriors unconsciously bow their necks."They made a grave mistake when they targeted my people." He pulled the leather strap tight. "And a worse one when they took my son."I turned. "Alpha—""Do your job, Beta." Cold. Final. "Or I'll find someone else to do it."The door closed hard.Marcus waited a beat. "Don't take it personally."I stared at the door. "I don't. Wh

[HUNTER]I heard them before I saw them.Boot vibration through reinforced stone. Claws scraping rock two corridors back. Rhiannon's power crackled against the illusion grid like lightning testing a fence.They'd made it further than most would.I stood in the central chamber and watched through the corridor slit as the final illusion turn failed under her magic. Let it fail. That barrier was never meant to hold permanently—it was meant to exhaust.They arrived tired. Frayed. Hopeful.The hopeful part mattered most.Lachlan sat in the iron cage at the chamber's center, knees pulled to his chest, cheeks wet, small enough that the bars seemed absurdly oversized. He'd cried himself quiet an hour ago. He'd been calm since; in the way children go calm when they've spent everything.Not harmed. Not yet.I'd been specific about that.Kael burst through first. Shoulders squared, storm-grey eyes scanning the chamber with tactical precision that would've impressed me under different circumstanc

[RHIANNON]Lachlan's cry threaded through the distance beyond that sealed passage. Every maternal instinct I possessed screamed to tear through stone with bare hands if necessary.I pressed both hands flat against the cracked floor, silver light flickering across my veins. Not wild now. Focused. Drawing inward and sharpening into something that felt less like healing and more like a weapon.Kael turned toward me. His hands found mine and pulled me to my feet.Our eyes met—both of us vibrating with the specific frequency of parents who'd just watched their child bleed."We find another way through," he said. Not a suggestion. A statement.I didn't waste breath answering. Just moved.We tracked back through the collapsing chamber, following the scent of iron and old magic to where a secondary passage branched off the main corridor. Hunter had built contingencies—plural. That meant multiple exits.Kael paused to listen. I closed my eyes and felt instead.The bond with Lachlan flickered f