The Alpha’s Double Game のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 141 - チャプター 150

I step into the quiet of the clearing, the air thick with expectation, and feel the first subtle shift ripple through me. Derek moves to my side, his hand brushing my shoulder, steady and reassuring, while Jax follows, silent but alert, chest brushing mine. The child stirs, and I feel a coil of energy twisting gently inside, pulsing in response.The ground seems to hum beneath my feet, subtle vibrations rolling through the territory as the pack spreads around us, instinctively aware of the change. Their eyes track every move, ears twitching, muscles tensing, and I feel the child respond again, a protective rhythm that mirrors my own heartbeat. Derek’s hand presses lightly to my back, anchoring me.Jax crouches slightly, scanning the perimeter with sharp focus, eyes flicking from tree line to pack members. The energy inside me intensifies, a low thrum that nudges my balance and reflexes, and I stumble slightly. Derek’s grip tightens, steadying me without words, while Jax leans in, pres

Jax steps closer, letting his hand brush my arm, warmth pressing through me. I don’t pull back. His chest presses near mine, steady and unyielding, and I feel the subtle shift in his tension. His lips twitch as if he wants to speak but doesn’t, letting the silence hum between us, a quiet promise threading through each careful movement.I tilt my head, meeting his gaze, and he leans slightly, chest brushing mine again, deliberate and grounding. Derek stands a step behind, hand hovering near my shoulder, eyes scanning the clearing while trust settles into the space between us. Jax’s hand slides lightly down my side, steadying, almost protective, and I let the energy flow into me.He moves with restraint, slow and measured, letting every brush of his hand count, letting me respond on my terms. Derek shifts closer, presence anchoring, but Jax holds his space, allowing control to relax without losing strength. I feel the triangle of us solidify, tension easing as Jax softens, letting insti

I step onto the balcony, wind brushing my face, and Derek moves close behind, hand settling lightly on my hip, grounding me while his gaze scans the distant horizon. Jax presses near, chest brushing my back, fingers brushing along my arm. The air hums, tension threading through every movement, awareness sharp, instinct alive.A distant howl echoes, a ripple through the pack, and I feel it resonate deep inside, pulse syncing with mine. Jax shifts, pressing warmth against me, careful and measured, while Derek’s hand slides along my side, steadying, anchoring. I tilt toward them slightly, letting presence and energy flow, the triangle of us aligned and protective.The council reports come through quietly, muted but urgent, voices low. Derek’s jaw tightens, eyes narrowing, and I feel the tension radiating from him, instinct sharp, protective. Jax rests a hand lightly on my shoulder, grounding, and I press back gently, letting calm thread through the space between us, rhythm steadying.We

The air hums steady beneath our feet energy threading outward hands brushing each other rhythm syncing pulse steadying presence Jax close Derek anchoring behind every subtle movement pressing warmth steadying flow. I step forward chest brushing Jax pulse threading rhythm energy outward, triangle aligned connected protective calm dominance extending across the territory and pack.The packs move slowly, instinct bending toward the rhythm we set energy flowing outward hands brushing, pulse syncing triangle steadying guiding authority calm dominance threading through every motion. Jax presses gently, chest brushing, pulse threading rhythm outward. Derek mirrors, anchoring, hands brushing, guiding protective presence energy steadying control outward through triangle aligned.I tilt slightly, pulse threading rhythm, energy flowing outward, warmth pressing steadying hands brushing Jax’s chest, subtle communication guiding calm authority protective flow outward. Derek adjusts, anchoring prese

Jax does not loosen his hold, his hands still firm at my waist while my breath slowly steadies against him, and Derek keeps his palm pressed to my stomach, unmoving, as if waiting for another pulse. I stay between them, chest rising against Jax, back against Derek, and the silence stretches until footsteps cut through it.The air shifts before the figure even speaks, and Jax’s grip tightens instantly, his body angling slightly in front of mine while Derek’s hand slides from my stomach to my waist, pulling me closer behind him. I feel the tension snap into place, sharp and immediate, as the presence steps forward without hesitation.“You felt it,” the voice says, calm but heavy, and Jax’s jaw tightens as he shifts his stance, not blocking me completely but ready to. Derek does not move away from me, his arm firm around my waist, and I lean slightly into both of them, steady, even as my pulse picks up again.Jale steps closer, eyes fixed on me, and I feel it again, not the same surge as