358 Days Of Temptation & Sins With My Alpha Stepsons のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 21 - チャプター 30

Keziah’s POV:My arms were tightly folded across my chest, a tense stance I hadn’t been able to shake since stepping into the room. My eyes stayed fixed on the doctor as he carefully examined Alora. Earlier this morning, around 7 a.m., Thorne had texted me to let me know she was awake. The message had jolted me into action. I’d barely finished reading it before I was in the shower, scrubbing away the remnants of sleep and rushing here as fast as I could. By the time I arrived, Kade and the doctor were already in the room. The air was thick with unspoken concerns, and we all stood silently at the foot of the bed, watching the doctor perform his checks. Each movement he made felt painstakingly slow, but I didn’t dare interrupt. Not yet.“How many fingers do I have up?” the doctor asked, holding up his hand.“Four,” Alora replied, her voice steady but a little hoarse.The doctor nodded approvingly and made a note in his clipboard. His calm demeanor was almost irritating. I knew he was

Alora's POV:I let out a shaky breath the moment he left the room, but it did nothing to calm the rapid pounding in my chest. The air felt thick, suffocating, as if the walls were closing in on me. I fanned myself with trembling hands, hoping to ease the heat coursing through my body, but it wasn’t working. My breaths came in short, ragged gasps, and for a moment, I wondered if I was having an asthma attack. I didn’t even have asthma, but he was giving me one. My legs felt weak, like they were no longer my own. They wobbled beneath me as I staggered toward the bathroom, my heart hammering in my chest. Each step felt heavier than the last, and by the time I reached the door, my breathing had only worsened. The moment I stepped inside, I slammed the door shut behind me and sank to the cold, tiled floor. My legs gave out completely, and my back hit the door as my body slid down to the ground. The coolness of the tiles seeped into my skin, but it did little to calm the heat that burne

Keziah's POV:The atmosphere in the limousine was stifling, and it wasn’t just because of the lack of fresh air. Alora sat between Kade and me, her presence like a gravitational pull that made it impossible to focus on anything else. My wolf wasn’t helping either, growling possessively in the back of my mind. Across from us, Thorne lounged on the opposite seat, his gaze flicking between us like he was trying to gauge the tension in the air or maybe simply enjoying the show. The interior of the car was luxurious, the leather seats smooth beneath us, but no amount of comfort could ease the awkward silence that stretched between us. It felt as though even the hum of the car engine had faded, leaving only the sound of my own breathing, which felt embarrassingly loud. I shifted uncomfortably, tugging at the collar of my shirt. The car hit a small bump in the road, and Alora shifted involuntarily, her shoulder brushing against mine. The contact sent a jolt of electricity through me, sp

Alora's POV:“Hahahaha!” The rich sound of their grandfather’s laughter filled the entire dining room, bouncing off the high ceilings and vibrant walls like a melody. It was the kind of laugh that could put anyone at ease, warm and full of life.Their grandfather was a man who defied his age. At 87 years old, he was a picture of vitality, his sharp blue eyes sparkling with mischief and wit.Though his hair had long since turned white, it was thick and neatly combed back, giving him an air of dignity. His skin, weathered with time, bore the wrinkles of a life well-lived, yet his posture was straight.He wore a crisp white shirt paired with an elegant black vest, the kind of attire that hinted at his old-world charm and the pride he took in himself. There was an undeniable warmth about him, a stark contrast to his daughter, Luna Sabrina.I couldn’t help but glance between him and her.Was this man really her father?Watching him laugh so wholeheartedly, his face alive with humor, I foun

Thorne's POV:I noticed the way her countenance shifted to sadness the moment she mentioned she came from the North. Her eyes, which usually sparkled with quiet strength, dimmed as though the memories weighed heavier than she could carry. It must have been hard for her. I never knew Alora came from the North. The air in the room shifted instantly, the lively atmosphere giving way to an uncomfortable silence. I didn’t like seeing her like this—so vulnerable, so unlike her usual self. I opened my mouth, ready to say something to lift the mood, but before I could speak, my grandfather beat me to it.“So, Mathias is not around?” he asked, his voice breaking the silence like a hammer on glass.“Yeah,” Stephanie replied, glancing up from her plate. “He went to the human realm. Said he’d be back after 358 days.”Grandfather’s expression grew thoughtful, his bushy silver eyebrows furrowing as he processed her words. He reached for his glass of water, taking a long sip, before setting it down