Alpha’s Thirteenth Bride のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

Ayara watched me with sharp, suspicious eyes. "Eve, since when are you this generous? Is that really Lucian in there? Or did you just drug some random werewolves and now you're trying to trick me into going in so he'll mark me? Then you'd have Lucian all to yourself, wouldn't you?"I couldn't blame her for not trusting me. Everyone in the pack knew I'd been in love with Lucian for years, and I'd turned down several strong Alphas who'd tried to court me because of him.Everyone also knew that Lucian, the commander of the Border Guard, took his responsibilities seriously, and the Rothwell family had an ironclad rule—one wolf, one mate for life. Right now was the perfect chance to marry him and become his mate, so why would I give that up?But in my past life, even after I got what I wanted and he marked me, I ended up dying a horrible death.That was when I'd learned the truth that Lucian had been in love with Ayara, his childhood sweetheart, all along.Now that fate had given me a secon

The next day, Marcus returned from clearing out rogue wolves, and Lucian threw a massive welcome-back feast at the manor.I got to the dining room first, and Marcus pulled me aside with a massive grin on his face. He leaned in close and whispered, "The servants told me Lucian's heat broke last night, and you were in his quarters at the time..."He waggled his eyebrows. "Look, I know you've had it bad for that kid forever. So did you two finally—"The dining room doors swung open.Lucian walked in carrying Ayara in his arms—full-on bridal style, like something straight out of a romance movie. He set her down in a chair as if she were made of glass and had a servant bring extra cushions so she'd be comfortable.Marcus's jaw dropped. "What the—"Everyone knew Lucian was a stone-cold Alpha who showed zero interest in women. The guy was a killing machine on the battlefield and kept everyone at arm's length. So seeing him act like this? It didn't compute.Lucian's voice was flat and emotionl

I kept my voice calm. "No, I'm going back to the capital, so it's better if I move out early."Lucian's frown deepened, and his Alpha need for control made him question me without thinking. "You're leaving? Marcus never mentioned this.""Look, you don't need to make up excuses to dodge punishment. Since that wolfsbane thorn wasn't actually poisonous, I'll let it slide this time. Marcus and I are best friend, so as long as you drop those ridiculous fantasies of yours, I'll treat you like a sister.""Just stay at the estate and behave yourself, but if you dare hurt Ayara again, don't blame me for what happens next."I lifted my face and looked at him thoughtfully. "I'm not making excuses. I don't like you anymore. If I caused you any trouble before, I'm sorry."Lucian's pheromones suddenly spiked with agitation, and his scent turned sharp and biting. "Then I hope you actually mean it and aren't just lying about leaving!"On my way out of the estate, I passed the training grounds and spot

Marcus clapped his hands, and his men dragged in an elderly man wearing traditional Southern Border clothing.The moment the old man saw Ayara, he pointed straight at her. "I remember this woman! She came to my shop that day and said she wanted to buy a non-toxic wolfsbane thorn. I sold her a jade-green one. Since it's non-toxic, even if someone gets pricked, nothing happens—makes it easy to carry around. Kids at the border use these wolfsbane thorns all the time to play pranks and scare tourists."Lucian's expression shifted. He remembered now that the wolfsbane thorn looked exactly like what the old man was describing.I'd grown up with Marcus, so I could tell these poisonous plants apart easily. But Ayara had always lived a pampered life and knew nothing about border plants.Just as doubt started creeping into Lucian's mind, Marcus had his men drag in two more people—the head chef and the maid who'd accused me, both beaten black and blue."Ms. Frostclaw bribed me," the chef stammere

I never saw that coming. It looked like I was off the hook. Although I would never touch feta cheese again.And then it hit me. Buried somewhere in my foggy childhood memories was an image of a teenage boy following a middle-aged man into our house to play chess with Grandfather. Just that one time. I remembered thinking the boy was gorgeous, and Grandfather told me to call him Drav or something like that.So that middle-aged man must've been the current Wolf King himself. They'd both worn casual clothes and masked their Alpha pheromones, so nobody told me who they actually were.It turned out that Marcus and Draven became close friends. Marcus rolled his eyes. "He was buttering me up early so he could chase after his mate."Given his special status, Lucian never talked about the royal family, and Marcus sure as hell wasn't going to share those kinds of secrets with him. That could get you killed.Draven looked down at Lucian with cold, regal eyes. "Lucian, I'll be honest, I never like