The Alpha's Forbidden Flame のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

The days that followed the rogue attack and the confrontation with Kaelan stayed with Lyra like a weight she couldn’t shake off.She tried to make sense of everything.She tried to forget him. She tried to focus on her duties.But her mind kept circling back to the same impossible question: How had she been separated from her patrol team?At first, she told herself she was imagining it. That she was reading too much into the way her teammates shifted away when she approached. The way conversations died the moment she stepped into earshot. The way no one met her eyes.But by the third day, the truth was undeniable.They had left her. Not by accident, not because they lost track of her, and not because of the rogues.They had walked away from her in the forest. Deliberately.And now they didn’t know how to face her.Did they even expect her to come back alive? Had they hoped she wouldn’t? What were they trying to prove?Lyra didn’t confront them. She didn’t demand answers or apologies.

Lyra had barely finished her morning drills when a warrior approached her, stiff-backed and tense.“Alpha Thorne wants you,” he said. “Now.”Lyra wiped sweat from her brow. “Did he say why?”“No.”That alone was strange. Her father rarely summoned her without explanation. A prickle of unease crawled up her spine as she followed the warrior through the training grounds and towards her father's office.The moment she stepped inside, she understood why. She was waiting for this to happen.Two unfamiliar wolves stood beside her father, a tall, broad-shouldered man with silver‑streaked hair and a younger male who looked like he’d spent more time admiring himself in reflective surfaces than training.The crest the older man wore on his jacket suggested they were from the Darkmoon pack. Their closest allies.Her father straightened. “Lyra. Good. Join us.”Lyra stepped forward, masking her confusion. “Father.”“Let me introduce you to Alpha Rowan and his son Darius, from the Darkmoon Pack.” H

Kaelan didn’t look at her.He didn’t need to.Within seconds, he launched himself at the nearest rogue with terrifying precision. His black wolf moved like a shadow. He was fast, brutal, and efficient. Every strike was calculated.Lyra forced herself upright, ignoring the burning agony in her thigh. Her wolf snarled inside her, urging her to keep fighting. She lunged at the closest rogue, clamping her jaws around its throat. It thrashed violently, claws raking her side, but she held on until its body went limp.She turned just as another rogue leapt at Kaelan.He spun mid-air, catching it by the scruff, and slammed it into the ground with force. Lyra pounced and tore into its neck before it could rise, finishing it.The remaining rogues hesitated.Kaelan growled at them. It was a low, deadly rumble.Lyra joined him, her growl harmonising with his, a warning that promised death.The rogues broke. They fled into the trees, whining, tails tucked, crashing through the trees in their despe

By the time Lyra neared Stormfall territory, she found one of the clothing stashes hidden beneath a tree. She pulled on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt, wincing as the fabric brushed her injured thigh.The wound still burned and still throbbed.But she didn’t slow.She marched straight toward the pack house, fury simmering hotter with every step.When she entered the pack house, she could hear voices echoing from her father’s office, her father’s deep rumble, Alpha Rowan’s smoother tone, and Darius’s irritatingly dramatic cadence.Lyra didn’t knock.She slammed the doors open so hard they rattled on their hinges.All three men turned to her.Darius’s eyes widened in shock. But he covered it up. “Lyra! Thank the Moon, we were so worried.”He rushed toward her, arms outstretched as if he were the perfect, caring future mate.Lyra didn’t let him get close.She pushed her hands forward, hitting him square in the chest with force. She didn’t hold her strength back this time. She used everyt

Lyra slipped out of the pack house just after dinner. She wanted to make sure she wasn’t late to meet Talia; she couldn’t risk being late and her leaving. Her father and Mira were in the office with some of the warriors, reviewing rogue reports. She had checked before leaving, so no one noticed her leave.She needed this meeting. So she couldn’t risk anything.Her leg still ached, but she ignored it, moving quickly through the forest. Every rustle made her tense. Every shadow made her pulse spike. She couldn’t deny that she was now afraid of the rogues, not after everything, which made her more on edge. But she pushed through.Kaelan had said six.She didn’t know if he’d actually show or if he would allow Talia to come and meet her. She didn’t know if this was a mistake.But she went anyway. Something told her she could trust his word.The neutral ground was quiet when she arrived. Too quiet. The clearing felt different now after the attacks. She hated that her once-favourite place w