Marked By My Best Friend's Dad のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 121 - チャプター 130

~ Rowan POV The training field smelled like wet grass and sunlight. My tiny paws dug into the soft earth as I bounced on the balls of my feet, trying to copy Thorne’s stance. Thorne, of course, didn’t tell me to calm down. He just tilted his head and watched, like he expected me to explode at any second.Alice, my twin, was sitting nearby, twisting the hem of her golden training tunic, looking way too calm. I knew she was just pretending. She wasn’t nervous,she never was,but she liked to make me feel a little bit stressed.“Rowan! Don’t forget your stance!” Thorne called.I huffed and bounced harder. My tail flicked with excitement, though I didn’t even have a proper wolf tail yet. Not that I cared. The wolf inside me throbbed, restless. It had been quiet lately, but today… today it felt like it wanted to get out.Eliora, my sister friend visiting the estate, strutted into the ring. She had silver hair that glittered in the sun and sharp eyes that made me feel like she already knew

~Iris POVThe council chamber was colder than I expected, even with the torches flickering along the walls. I entered, still carrying the faint smell of the training field, grass, sweat, and the subtle undercurrent of wolf energy from Rowan’s uncontrolled surge.Duncan was already seated, hands steepled, his jaw tight. Mira Calder stood nearby, silent as always, eyes sharp and alert. The twins were with the bodyguards, Alice in her golden tunic, Eliora watching with wide eyes, and Rowan… nowhere in sight.“Luna,” Elder Varis began, bowing slightly. “We must discuss what happened today. The incident with Master Rowan.”I felt a pulse in my chest. Rowan was six. He was barely bigger than a human child’s hand span, and yet the raw power in him today had been… terrifying.Lucien Moreau’s eyes glinted from across the chamber. “Terrifying?” he spat, voice tight. “Terrifying doesn’t begin to cover it. That child,your White Wolf, your p

~Lucien POVThe fire cracked softly in the hearth, but it did nothing to warm the room.I stood by the window, staring out into the darkened forest beyond the estate. Night had swallowed everything,the trees, the paths, even the distant lights of the training grounds.But not my thoughts.They burned.“That was reckless,” I said finally, my voice low but sharp. “Allowing that child to train so openly.”Behind me, Elder Varis exhaled slowly, the sound measured, controlled. “It was necessary. The boy must learn control.”I turned, eyes narrowing. “Control? You saw what happened. He’s six, Varis. Six. And already his wolf is pushing beyond restraint.”Varis folded his hands behind his back, calm as ever. “And yet… he stopped.”“Barely.”The word came out harsher than I intended.I dragged a hand down my face, pacing now. “You felt it, didn’t you? That surge. That pressure in the air. That wasn

~Duncan POV9 p.m.I packed the last clothes into my bag.Elder Varis had said we had to travel to confirm something about the White Wolf. I hadn’t told Iris yet.I didn’t want to bother her…Not until she showed up in my room.She was dressed in a soft, delicate piece that caught the low candlelight, her hair falling loosely over her shoulders, her presence alone enough to scatter every thought in my head.I want to drag her closer and sucked on those boobs of her peeping through.God.What was I thinking now?The White Wolf was important, I guessed.“Duncan… where to?” she asked, stepping closer, her voice calm but her eyes already searching mine.I sighed.Of course she would notice.She always did.“You’re packing,” she continued, glancing at the half-filled bag. “At night. Without telling me. That already sounds like a bad decision.”A faint smil

~Iris POVThe night air was cooler than usual.I stood on the balcony, hands resting lightly against the stone railing, staring out into the dark stretch of forest beyond the estate. The wind carried the faint scent of earth and leaves, brushing against my skin like a quiet reminder that the world outside these walls was still moving… still changing.Five days.Five days without Duncan.And everything already felt heavier.Lucien is already getting on my nerves.I exhaled slowly, closing my eyes for a brief moment.Too many thoughts.Too many possibilities.Too many things that could go wrong.“Careful,” a voice came from behind me, smooth and unwelcome. “You might wear that balcony down with all that thinking.”I didn’t turn immediately.Of course.“Lucien,” I said flatly.What was she still doing here?He stepped beside me, leaning slightly against the railing like he belonged there.I finally glanced at him.“What do you want again?”He studied me for a moment, his gaze sharp, obse