The Wolfless Runaway Princess In An Alpha Academy のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 71 - チャプター 80

CHAPTER SEVENTY.IVY’S POVThe kiss had been a desperate, chaotic blur of stolen warmth and sharp adrenaline. Alex’s hands were tight against my waist, his thumbs digging into the leather of my uniform as he pulled me into his chest, completely burying me in his scent of crisp winter air and crushed pine. For a few short seconds, the terrifying pressure of the arena, the bruising fury of Aiden's grip faded into absolute silence.But the loud, metallic clang of the bell echoing from the arena, drifting into our ears shattered the moment.Alex broke the kiss first, his breath hitching as he pulled back just an inch. His eyes were wide, dark with an intense, burning confusion as he stared down at my lips, then up at my face. His hands remained anchored on my hips, his chest heaving as if he had just run a marathon. He was looking at me differently now… like he had not kissed me before to piss Aiden and set me up. The romantic tension made the air between us feel unbreathable and dangerou

CHAPTER SEVENTY-TWOIVY’S POV.The temperature in the vault Aiden placed us dropped to near freezing as midnight passed. We were in absolute darkness, save for a thin sliver of pale moonlight cutting through a high, barred ventilation slit near the ceiling.I sat curled in my distant corner, pulling my knees tightly against my chest. My muscles were already stiffening from the damp chill, and an aggressive, hollow hunger was beginning to gnaw at my stomach. Across the vast stone floor, Alex’s breathing was shallow and uneven, punctuated by occasional, sharp gasps of pain whenever he tried to shift his weight against the stone pillar. The intense, romantic tension from our kiss in the corridor had completely soured into a suffocating silence.Hours passed by, the silence making things worse. Unable to bear the literal and emotional freeze any longer, Alex broke the quiet, his voice a low whisper in the shadows."He wasn't always a monster, you know," Alex muttered, his head resting bac

CHAPTER SEVENTY-FOUR.IVY’S POVThe arena floor had turned into a literal slaughter house. From my position near the lower staging rails, my own parched throat and bruised shoulder were entirely forgotten as I watched the center ring. It was Alex's turn.He was beating his opponents, his form naturally superior, but I could sense the dark energy beneath his almost perfect movements. He was getting weak and tired, and it would begin to show soon. His face was entirely pale, his eyes dull and drained of their usual vibrant warmth, but he kept fighting on with sheer determination and willpower.Midway through his second-to-the-last match, the heavy toll of our night in the freezing dungeon became undeniable. I noticed an extra sluggishness in the way he attacked with his sword, a fraction of a second delay in his defense. His opponent, a brutal Blood-Fang Alpha caught a whiff of the sluggishness. The steel ripped through Alex’s uniform, dealing him his first deep slash.Blood immediately

CHAPTER SEVENTY-SIXIVY’S POVThe dawn of the final day arrived looking very gloomy. It came with a heavy, low-hanging fog that swallowed the jagged mountain peaks of the valley and cast a gray, terrible lightning over the grand arena.When the first bell toll cut through the quiet, my eyes snapped open. I hadn’t slept. Every time I had closed my eyes in the dark of my room, the image of Alex’s heavy, half-opened eyes in the shadows of Aiden’s room flashed behind my eyelids like a recurring nightmare. Under the thick material of my fresh pants, the skin of my left inner thigh was still glowing with a low, persistent warmth, but the frantic, chaotic beat of my own heart had completely drowned out the warning pulse of the silver rune since the night before."Nicole," a calm, level voice broke through my thoughts.I looked up. Kaelen was standing by the heavy wooden table, adjusting the iron buckles of his perfectly crafted chest piece. The common area was unusually quiet; Torin and Sila

CHAPTER SEVENTY-EIGHTIVY’S POVThe heavy ironwood gates that signaled the threshold border into the Northern area was a few miles before us. The gates didn’t open smoothly, they groaned and creaked a harsh, irritating sounds like they were opened once in a decade.We proceeded until we got to iron-ridge academy, and when the carriage finally rolled to a stop inside the inner courtyard, the door was thrown open from the outside. I took in a deep breath of the all too familiar air. The cold, crisp air of the mountain peaks rushed into the cabin, instantly biting at my skin. I tried to stand, but my legs were so stiff from the cramped journey and the heavy bandages that I stumbled forward.Before I could hit the floor, Aiden caught me by the waist, effortlessly lifting me out of the carriage cabin and setting me on the floorstones.The courtyard was heavily fortified. Dozens of elite academy guards stood at attention in rigid lines, their armor clattering as they saluted the King. The a