The Lycan King's Luna Healer のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 131 - チャプター 140

Irene’s POVI let out a quiet, frustrated breath, resting both hands on the counter as the woman sorted through the medication.I knew Sharina was manipulating my mum. I could feel it. You don’t live with someone your whole life and suddenly miss a change like that. Not when it’s your own mother.I’d asked her, more than once if something was wrong. If there was something I didn’t know. She always smiled it off and said everything was fine. But I knew it wasn’t.About a week ago, there was an accusation against my mum. They said she had slipped wolfsbane into Sharina’s food.Even now, the thought made my chest tighten.My mum wouldn’t do that. She couldn’t. But Sharina insisted.And the worst part? There was no proof. Nothing to clear her name. For a moment, it felt like everything was about to collapse. Because that kind of accusation didn’t just disappear inside the palace, it became treason. Attempted murder against someone who was practically the future Luna queen.And punishment

Sharina’s POVI thought everything was finally falling into place. That I was close to getting Gigi and Ben out safely after Emily fell for the pharmacy bait.But then I had a dream. A terrible one. Gigi.I jolted awake, my heart pounding so hard it felt like it would burst through my chest. Without hesitation, I grabbed my phone and dialed his number.The psychopath.Until I had my family out of his hands, I would keep calling him that.He didn’t pick until the fourth ring. I wasn’t even going to stop if he ignored me.“Why are you calling me?” His voice came through sharp, irritated.“I want to talk to Ben and Gigi,” I said immediately, forcing my voice steady.“Why?” he snapped. “I told you already… if you don’t want to lose either of them, you do what you’re told.”“And I’ve always done what you asked,” I shot back, surprised by my own boldness. “I brought her exactly where you needed her. I made it easier for you.”He scoffed. “Don’t push me, Riley. That maid, the one following

Emily’s POV It was that brunette from yesterday, the one who had spoken to Lucien like she already knew him too well.My brow drew up. “I don’t know what you want, but I’m busy right now.”“Of course. I’m not blind,” she said, the hostility in her voice unmistakable.I really didn't have the time for matching up people's energy right now.I wanted to ask how she even got inside, because no one was supposed to be allowed in here. But before I could speak…“Station check,” she said flatly, already scanning my setup.I frowned, confused for a few seconds until my eyes moved to the badge on her dress—she was one of the officials.My jaw tightened.I ground my teeth and forced myself to turn back to what I was doing. My time was already counting down.I reached for the knife again and started chopping, but acutely aware of her presence.She looked at my ingredients, then at my utensils, her gaze moving quickly, efficiently, like she had done this many times before.It didn’t last long.A

Emily’s POV Malric’s countdown felt like a clock ticking toward her end.And I knew, unlike Lucien, his patience didn’t stretch far.Bonnie’s earlier defiance had completely crumbled.She swallowed hard.Her lips parted… then pressed together again.Malric didn’t stop.“Four…”“Three...”“Nobody sent me,” she blurted. “I—I just acted out of jealousy.”What?My brows pulled together, the tears on my face already drying.Malric’s gaze didn’t soften.If anything, it grew colder.“How dare you lie to me.” Malric’s voice dropped—quiet, controlled, and far more dangerous than if he had even raised it.“Two…”Panic flashed across Bonnie’s face.“I’m not lying. I swear,” she rushed out. “I’m telling you the truth.”Malric didn’t respond immediately. He tilted his head slightly, studying her like he was deciding whether she was worth believing… or breaking.Then he stepped back. Just a fraction, but enough. Like he’d already made his judgment.And I knew Malric. If he thought she was telling

Emily’s POV She looked lean and pale, like something had been quietly draining her. Nothing like the last time I saw her at the pavilion after the Moon Ascendance celebration.Malric noticed it too.“Have you been ill, Luna Ruth?”“Yes, my king,” she said.Malric paused, watching her for a moment. Then his voice softened, just slightly. “Get up.”She obeyed, though her head remained lowered.“What kind of illness leaves you looking like this?” he asked, his tone calm but probing. “What symptoms?”“It’s nothing serious, my king. Just a lingering weakness. I’ve been under some strain lately.” She lifted her head a little. “The pack doctor has given me medication. He said I’ll recover soon.”Malric exhaled softly and gave a small nod. “Very well then. Make sure you recover properly.”“Yes, my king.Thank you for your concern, my lord.”Her head dipped again in respect.I almost sneered at the display. If I didn’t know her very well, I might have believed she was truly humble. But humilit