The Alpha’s Shadow Luna のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

I tried one last time. "So, are we going to run together tomorrow? Same teams?"Mary smiled at me like I was a child. "I'm leading the east flank. Shane's with me. Didn't you hear?" She glanced at him, conspiratorial. "They need us to coordinate. Too many new pups this year."My face flushed. "I hadn't heard." I wasn’t even on my fiancé’s team? I set up this year’s games and somehow Mary managed to hijack it. She even set up teams and left me out of the game this year. I should have told her no. I should have said something. Instead, I sat there. Feeling myself disappear in plain sight.Mary squeezed my knee, too hard to be friendly. "We'll let you know how it goes. You can always run clean-up behind us."Laughter erupted, but I didn't join in.A commotion yanked Mary's attention. Someone called her name. She squeezed Shane's hand and glided away.I took a breath. Last chance. "So, tonight ... do you want to watch a movie?"He hesitated, and in that split second, I saw the answer. "Ma

I knew I had to let my brother know what was going on. After all, he took Shane as his beta because I’d insisted. It was only right that I explain I messed up. I let my feelings get in the way. Anton had every right to be angry with me.My brother lost his fated mate in an accident a couple of years ago. Since then, I’d done my best to be there and support him as much as I could. He hadn’t been the same since he lost Emelia, but I didn’t know of any wolf who would have returned to normal.Fated mates were not the things you read about in storybooks. There wasn’t this instant part of your wolf that cries out, mate. Instead, it was something that started gradually. Your wolves learned about the other and discovered they were mates. It took time, and the fated mate connection was rare. So rare that most wolves dated and chose their own mate. Part of the reason it was rare was because you could miss your fated mate if you weren’t looking for it. Honestly, most wolves weren’t looking for i

My office was small but functional, walls lined with maps of our territory and the surrounding lands, my desk cluttered with training schedules and supply manifests. It wasn't glamorous, but it was mine. I moved behind the desk and gestured to the chair across from me. Darien didn't sit. He stood rigid, hands clasped behind his back, his eyes sweeping over the room with the same clinical precision he'd used in the breakfast room.Finally, his gaze settled on me."Tell me," he said, his tone flat and dismissive, "what does the sister to the alpha think she can do for this job?"My jaw tightened. I felt the words like a slap, the condescension dripping from every syllable. He continued before I could respond, his lips curling into something that wasn't quite a sneer. "There are no shopping malls up north. No spas. No luxury. Just cold, hard work."I scoffed, the sound sharp and bitter. I stood, planting my hands on the desk, leaning forward until we were nearly eye to eye. "You would ne

I turned to stare at him, eyebrows raised. "Excuse me?""You're attractive," he said, matter-of-factly, like he was commenting on the weather. "It's not a compliment, just a fact. So I'm asking."My jaw tightened. "Do you have a girlfriend?"He glared at me, eyes narrowing.I leaned back, crossing my arms. "If we're going to be close enough to have this conversation, you should share, too."He snorted, a sound caught somewhere between annoyance and amusement. "I've been too busy to look for a woman to be by my side. Besides, I want to find my mate."I blinked, genuinely shocked. "Your mate? Darien, that's … rare. Most wolves don't even recognize their mates anymore. It takes time, connection. You could miss her entirely and never even know."His expression didn't waver. "It depends on your wolf and your instincts. I use my beast. I keep its feral nature close. It shouldn't take me months to recognize my mate. I don't plan on missing her."I stared at him, something twisting in my ches

DarienI hadn't planned to stay.The balcony above the training yard was cold as hell, the wind cutting through even the thick fur lining of my coat. I'd come up here to check on the new officers, to see if Leah was making any progress with them. A quick glance, maybe ten minutes, then I'd head back inside to deal with the mountain of paperwork waiting on my desk.But then she'd stepped onto the training field, and I'd stayed.I told myself it was professional curiosity. She was an unknown variable, an outsider brought in to help rebuild a pack that had been gutted and restructured. I needed to know if she could handle herself. She wasn’t the first we had asked to come to the pack. Everyone else left with their tails tucked the following day. Did we really need help? No, we were doing our own assessment. So, I stayed watching, making sure she was up to the task.That's what I told myself.But when Ronan started circling her, when his growl echoed across the yard, something in me still