Claimed by the Forbidden Alpha: Wild Bond のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 31 - チャプター 40

The morning light arrived pale and cold over the pack's territory. The air still carried the smell of smoke and blood, now mixed with the salt of unshed tears. Aurora stood on the funeral hill, the wind stirring her black overcoat—the same one Cael had worn that night in the underground.Behind her, rows of bodies lay on funeral pyres. Gavin was at the center, wrapped in black silk, his face finally at peace. The other warriors who fell in battle lay around him, each with their weapons upon their chest.Cael stepped forward, his torso still marked by the wounds of the fight. He carried a torch, the flames dancing in his golden eyes."They did not die for nothing," his voice echoed over the silent assembly. "Each one chose to fight. Each one chose to protect what is ours."Aurora felt the knot in her throat tighten. She looked at Jarek, still pale but standing, his wound bandaged beneath his ceremonial clothes. Marcos was beside him, with his arm in a sling, his eyes red with anger and

And then she began to sing.It was no ordinary song, but an ancestral melody in a forgotten tongue. The runes responded immediately, glowing blood-red. The revenants halted, as if recognizing the voice.Cael seized the moment of hesitation to attack, this time tearing an arm from the nearest creature. The limb did not regenerate."Keep going!" he ordered, shielding Aurora as she worked.Aurora's chant grew in intensity, her voice now reverberating off the basement walls. The runes began to dissolve, the clotted blood running down the stone like tears.With each rune that vanished, a revenant crumbled, this time for good.But the effort was taking its toll. Aurora felt warm blood trickling from her nose, her vision darkening at the edges."Just a little more," Cael encouraged, his body as solid as a rock beside her.The last revenant howled, a sound echoing with ancient pain, before dissolving into dust.And then silence.Aurora collapsed into Cael's arms, her song ceasing abruptly."T

The Great Hall of the Iron Alliance was packed.For the first time in decades, the seven Alphas of the region's largest packs had gathered under one roof. The air was thick with tension, wounded pride, and mutual distrust. Aurora felt the weight of their gazes like knives plunged into her back as she walked beside Cael toward the center of the hall."An omega on the Council?" Kieran, Alpha of the Black Mountain Pack, spoke first. His wrinkled nose betrayed his disapproval. "This goes against all traditions."Cael didn't miss a beat."Aurora isn't an ordinary omega. She's my Luna."Deep laughter echoed through the hall."Luna, yes, but never a true one," Rhys of the Whispering River Pack nudged his companion beside him. "We all know it was a union of convenience after Cael rescued her from Lucian's clutches." Aurora felt the heat rise in her face, but maintained her upright posture. She wore a simple, unadorned leather dress, her hair loose over her shoulders like a silver cloak. None

Inside the room, Aurora had finally fallen asleep, her face serene like the calm surface of a lake. Her breathing was slow, deep, and the lunar lineage necklace rested on her chest like an anchor of light. It pulsed in silvery-blue hues, in sync with her heartbeats.Cael remained by her side, standing now. The wolf within him did not rest. His instincts were on alert, as intense as on the night of the Guardians' attack. But something was different now. It wasn't a physical threat. It was an absence.Something... unnatural.He took a deep breath. The air seemed normal. But it wasn't. It was as if the world had stopped breathing for a second. Everything became... too still. Too quiet.That's when he felt it.An icy whisper slid through the cracks of the tall stained-glass window, passing through the protection enchantment like a serpent cutting through a veil. The magic trembled but did not resist. Something had entered.Cael turned slowly, his golden eyes glowing intensely. The wolf ro

Aurora's scream echoed through the stone corridors of the mansion like a machete cutting through the flesh of reality. It wasn't a sound of physical pain; it was something deeper, more visceral. The scream of something being torn from where it should never have been touched.Cael moved like lightning, his legs propelling him up the stairs before his mind even processed the command. Jared shouted something behind him, but the words were lost in the roar of blood filling the Alpha's ears. His world had narrowed to that scream and the woman who uttered it.The door to the room was open, swinging slightly as if someone, or something, had just passed through. Inside, the scene froze Cael's heart.Aurora was standing before the broken mirror, but she was not the Aurora he knew. Her body was rigid, her arms outstretched like a crucifix, and from her mouth, open in a now-silent scream, came a light of silver and black that intertwined like warring serpents. Her eyes—oh, by the ancient gods, h