Enchanted by the Alpha のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 141 - チャプター 147

The night was unnaturally quiet when Avery struck.Marcus never expected it—the betrayal, the shift in her eyes, the calmness in her voice when she finally stepped out of the shadows of their temporary hideout. Hours earlier, he had held her, kissed her forehead, promised her they would escape the chaos together. He believed her when she said she only needed time to heal, to think. He believed everything she whispered, because she knew exactly how to make him believe.That was her greatest strength.Her greatest curse.Avery’s steps were soft as she walked behind him, watching the slow rise and fall of his shoulders as he crouched beside the dying fire. He had been awake for nights, making sure no threat came near them. He never realized the true threat had been beside him all along.Her fingers curled at her sides.He wanted to save me, she thought. But I was never meant to be saved.Marcus sensed something too late. He turned slightly, eyes narrowing. “Avery? You’re awake—”Her powe

The forest had shifted again, though no one could have noticed except Avery. Every shadow, every twisted root, every hollow of ice-covered earth had been memorized, mapped, and turned to her advantage. She moved like a phantom, silent, deliberate, a shadow among shadows, each step calculated to lead her hunters exactly where she wanted.She paused briefly in a narrow clearing, her breath puffing white in the frigid air, Lydia coiling tightly in her chest, a reminder of the raw power beneath her skin. Avery’s lips curved into a small, cruel smile. Liam was close—too close—and Riley was relentless. Yet both of them were walking right into the web she had spun.A branch snapped to her right, a soft echo in the night. Avery froze, every muscle taut. Liam. She could feel him before she saw him, his presence like a stone pressing into her chest. His breath came slower now, measured, almost teasing in its patience. He had not yet lost control—he never did—but she could sense the tension buil

The forest was alive with tension. Moonlight filtered through the bare branches, casting jagged shadows across the frost-covered ground. Avery stood in the center of the clearing, breath steady, Lydia coiled tightly beneath her ribs, her senses sharpened to every sound, every movement.Across from her, Liam’s eyes glimmered like molten steel, unblinking, unyielding. Every step he took carried the weight of vengeance and obsession alike. Behind him, Riley’s fists were clenched, her jaw tight, fury radiating from her like fire. And Madison—silent, commanding, resolute—stood at the edge of the clearing, her presence a tether of truth against Avery’s chaos.Avery’s lips curved in a slow, sharp smile. “You think you’ve cornered me,” she said, voice smooth, teasing, dangerous. “You think the truth, your righteous fury, your love and loyalty… can touch me.”Liam moved closer, each footfall precise, deliberate. “You’ve destroyed everything, Avery,” he said, voice low, edged with a dangerous c