The Alpha Who Rejects Me のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

The letter fell from Finn’s trembling hands like a death sentence.I watched it land on the cold stone floor of the Alpha hall, watched the sharp black ink blur beneath the torchlight, and for the first time in ten years… I saw Alpha Finn Nightclaw break.“She wouldn’t,” he whispered, his voice hoarse, hollow. “She wouldn’t leave me like this.”Two days... There were only two days left until the mating ceremony.The pack had been celebrating since dawn—preparing offerings for the Moon Goddess, decorating the sacred grounds, whispering excitedly about the future Luna.About her. The woman Finn had chosen.The woman he loved. The woman who had just disappeared.I knelt slowly and picked up the letter before anyone else could see it. My fingers shook as I read the words meant to destroy him.I’ve found my true mate. Don’t look for me.This was never meant to be.Each sentence was supposed to felt like a blade dragged across my chest, but I was secretly happy and relieved that I finally

Delilah moved into the Alpha wing the very next morning.With no announcement or explanation from Finn.I learned about it the way everyone else did—through whispers that followed me like shadows.“She’s back where she belongs.”“The Alpha looks whole again.”“The Moon Goddess must have made a mistake.”Each word landed like a stone in my heart.I stood in the corridor outside the Alpha wing, staring at the closed doors that had once felt forbidden to me. Finn had never invited me inside—not even after the Moon Goddess marked me as his mate. He said it was complicated. He said he needed space.Now Delilah had his chambers. I turned away before my weakness could show.But she found me that afternoon. I was sorting herbs in the healer’s garden when her scent drifted toward me—sweet, floral, laced with something sharp beneath. She approached softly, as if afraid of startling prey.“You must be tired,” Delilah said gently. “After everything.”I didn’t look up. “What do you want?”She smil

They didn’t give me time to speak.Guards seized my arms before the echo of Delilah’s accusation had fully faded. Their grips were tight, unforgiving, as if I were already guilty.“I didn’t do this,” I said, my voice steady only because shock had numbed me. “I would never—”“Enough.”Finn’s voice cut through the hall like a blade.I turned toward him, desperate. “Finn, look at me. You know me. You know I would never harm a child.”His eyes met mine, but there was no warmth in them. Only cold resolve.“She was the only one who prepared Delilah’s meals,” he said to the elders. “She had motive.”Motive? The word felt unreal.“She is still your mate, Alpha," Elder Rowan said carefully. “We must tread lightly.”Finn’s jaw tightened. “A mate who resents my chosen woman. A mate who had chose to humiliate herself, just to carry out her grand plan of murdering my unborn child? I don't need that kind of mate!.”I flinched, turned slowly to stare at him.Each word sounded rehearsed—like he had

It had been Delon’s idea—every calculated step of it.Disappear before the ceremony. Leave Finn shattered and then strike when despair makes an Alpha careless.They had planned it perfectly and it worked.She would vanish two days before the ceremony, leaving behind the letter Delon himself had forged. Finn would spiral beyond control. His guards would loosen. His instincts would dull.And Delon would kill him. A clean blade in a quiet coup. A grieving pack desperate for stability.But they never anticipated the Moon Goddess.“She wasn’t supposed to be mated to him,” Delilah hissed suddenly, crushing the cup in her hand. Wine spilled down her fingers like blood. “She was nothing. A healer. A shadow for ten years.”Delon grabbed her wrist, steadying her. “Calm yourself.”“Don’t tell me to calm myself,” she snapped. “That bond almost ruined everything.”It had forced her hand. She had returned not out of desperation—but strategy.The kidnapping story. The denial of the letter. The slow

The spy knelt low, head bowed, breath still ragged from the long journey.Beta Delon stood before him in the dimly lit chamber beneath the council hall, his hands clasped behind his back, his expression unreadable.“Well?” Delon asked calmly.The spy swallowed. “She lives.”Delon’s lips twitched—just slightly.“Go on.”“She crossed the northern border barely alive. Would’ve died if not for him.”Delon’s eyes sharpened. “Him?”“The Rogue Alpha of the Southern region,” the spy said, voice hushed with awe. “The one they call the Shadow King.”That was enough to confirm it. Delon dismissed the spy with a flick of his hand, already turning away as his mind raced.So… fate finally moves. He had always known.Years ago, when whispers first reached him of a rogue Alpha who ruled not with chaos but with iron discipline—an Alpha feared even by other rogues—Delon had suspected the truth. He had recognized the tactics. The restraint. The intelligence.Knox. Finn’s exiled older brother.Delon had