My Alpha's Wild Obsession のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 51 - チャプター 60

Seeing how Damian touched some parts of Lina's body, a cold, unfamiliar anger hissed through me, it came sharp and sudden. My jaw clenched, and I felt a primal urge to rip his hand away. I rushed towards the doctor, my movements swift and silent, just as he was about to touch Lina's neck, to check her pulse, I assumed."Stop, Damian!" My voice was a low snarl, a command that brooked no argument. Damian looked at me in confusion, his hand freezing in mid-air, his brows furrowed. I immediately dropped down my hands, clenching them into fists at my sides, forcing myself to regain control.But why? Why would I get so worried, so angry, just because Damian touched Lina? It made no sense. I was the one who had willingly given her to Lucian and Jamil. I was the one who had subjected her to… to everything. She was a tool. A means to an end. A 'pet.' My own words, my own actions, mocked me.Yet, the anger, the possessiveness, was undeniable. Damian, ever perceptive, replied immediately, his vo

Kade's POV "Hmmm." That was the only sound that managed to escape my lips, like a low, guttural rumble deep in my chest. I had just pulled back from Lina, from the raw, confusing intensity of our last encounter. I nearly choked her to death.I sat on the edge of the bed, my gaze fixed on her. I had simply nodded, a small, almost imperceptible movement, without saying a thing. But I could feel Lina, even without looking directly, stirring from the corner of my eye. She was sitting up immediately. Is she happy? I thought, a flicker of irritation. I never gave her a clear answer, never offered a word of comfort, so why did she feel so relaxed? I hated it when my subject felt so relaxed with me, when they dared to assume a comfort that wasn't earned, wasn't allowed.Oh, she was just massaging her neck, her small fingers tracing the faint imprint my hand had left. I could still see my finger marks on her delicate skin, a stark reminder of my power, of her vulnerability. She massaged it ca

My head felt like it was spinning. It was that heavy, dizzy feeling you get when you’ve been under water for too long and suddenly break the surface. My head throbbed with a sharp, insistent pain, right behind my temples. It felt like a drum was beating inside my skull, matching the frantic rhythm of my heart. Maybe I slept too much. That had to be it. I had been so exhausted after... after everything with Kade. The passion, the heat, the way he held me like I was the only thing keeping him from falling apart for the first time. I probably just fell into such a deep sleep that I couldn't even tell which room in Kade’s massive, cold mansion I was in.I tried to blink away the fog. Suddenly, my eyes widened, and the sight before me caught me completely off guard. My breath hitched in my throat. I sat up so fast that the world tilted for a second.Where was this place? My imagination was never wrong.I looked around, my heart beginning to race. This didn't look like any of the rooms in

“Kade...” I said, while murmuring his name like a prayer I didn't want answered. My heart was thumping so hard against my ribs that it felt like it was going to crack them open. I abruptly turned around, my feet moving before my brain could even process the plan. I dashed to the side of my bed, my fingers scrambling. I picked up my bank card and the crumpled sticky note from the ground, shoving them into the pocket of a coat I pulled from the closet. I frantically ruffled through the pile of items on my bed, my eyes blurred by tears, until I finally grasped a set of keys. I bolted out of the room, my breath coming in short, panicked gasps.With not even a chance to catch my breath, I dashed to the house front door. I tore it open, the morning air hitting my face like a cold slap. I ran down the porch steps, my eyes searching the spot where the black car had been. Arriving where Kade had stood just moments before, I found that both the said Kade and his car had disappeared! The street

Two weeks later“You're welcome, Mr. Kade?” The nurse’s voice was small and trembling as she opened the heavy door of the private hospital suite. She didn't dare to look him in the eye. No one ever did when Alpha Kade was in one of his moods. The air in the hallway seemed to drop ten degrees the moment he stepped off the elevator.Lyric had fallen sick, not a physical ailment that any human doctor could truly understand, but a sickness of the soul. She hadn't heard from Kade in over two weeks. For a woman who considered herself the future Luna of the pack, the silence was a death sentence to her. She didn't have the clearance to barge into the Blackthorne mansion anymore, not after the security had been tightened. But the moment Kade heard that Lyric had been admitted, he felt a flicker of obligation. He was reluctant at first, his mind still filled with the image of a girl standing on a park bench laughing at the sky. But after a few days, he decided to see her. He told himself it w