Alpha’s Blood Mate のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 261 - チャプター 270

Two more attacks, equal in their brutality to the disaster in Virginia, took place the following week. I'd known it was coming, but part of me had hoped I was wrong. It was such a senseless thing that the human part of my mind recoiled against the very idea. Yet there I was, watching yet another tragedy unfold on the television.The first attack had been on a panther clan in New Mexico. The mob that went after them hadn't been well-armed and had come in daylight. That gave the panthers the advantage they needed to fight them off with only seven dead. Only. Every lost life was one that didn't need to happen. But they'd been fortunate compared to the lizard-shifter clan in South Carolina.Their settlement was near the ocean. The anti-shifters struck at night, and it was a slaughter. Lizard shifters didn't have the same advantage that wolves, bears, or panthers had. They shifted into creatures that were small and far less dangerous in a fight. The destruction of their pack hit me harder

"My friend, never let the evils of the world drain away your joy. I promise you this — in the times of greatest darkness, a sliver of light can change everything. Babies were born in the ghettos of the Holocaust. They were born during the Great Shifter Purge of the twelve-hundreds. Children have entered the world during every great tragedy. That is what God does — he grants us moments of blessed happiness to carry us through the bleakest of days. Never forget that, and when your child is born, hold them tight, raise them high, and remember what you fight for."Tears stung my eyes. I wiped them away and laughed. "You know, Donatello, if you hadn't become a billionaire, you could have been a poet.""Ugh, perish the thought. I enjoy poetry, but… Lamborghinis are really fun."After talking a while longer, we ended the call. I'd hoped it would ease my worries, but it hadn't. Viola still being a ghost out in the world irritated me more than I'd expected. I was growing restless. I loved my p

The young man looked up into Leo's face. Then he swallowed hard and seemed to gather himself.He took a slow breath and, in a low voice, said, "I'm descended from witches. Except I didn't have any magical abilities. The bloodline had been diluted. All I am is a vessel. A… a body capable of holding magic. We were taken, my siblings and me, when we were very young. They experimented on us, and almost all of us had terrible reactions." Tears slid down his face. "They injected us with all these drugs and serums. I was the only one whose body didn't reject it. I was told it was a synthesized serum developed from the genetic code of a dead witch. Sort of… like a magical CRISPR treatment, maybe? I'm not great at science. I woke up the next day with magic, but I didn't understand it. It fought against me, and I fought against it. I'm not in control of it. You have to understand." He was pleading, his voice barely above a whisper.Leo glanced into the woods at the two others, then back at the

Sinthy was gone for a long time, holed up in her room if I had to guess. My head was still spinning as I tried to make sense of the past hour. I'd never seen her look so shaken and lost. Since I'd known her, Sinthy had always been the picture of composure, usually carrying herself like a playful kid without a care in the world. But the fury she'd unleashed when she realized her mother's magic had been stolen had genuinely frightened me. Not only had the magic been taken, twisted, and warped into some kind of weapon, but it had turned that poor boy into a tool for Viola's purposes. Somehow, with every passing day, another layer of just how vile that woman truly was revealed itself."I'm going to go check on her," Lyanna said when Sinthy had been gone for over an hour."Okay. Let me know if there's anything I can do for her."Lyanna came back half an hour later looking troubled."What happened?" I asked as she came through the front door."That girl is not okay. She's down, sad, and a l

She pointed at the ground and raised an eyebrow. "These lands are special. You've felt it yourself, that power within the land. I tapped into it this afternoon. Think of the land as an outlet. I managed to create a kind of cable, or plug, that draws on the magic of your pack lands to keep the wards running on their own. So, to say it plainly, I'm going with you. And everyone here will be safe. You can trust me. I've checked it four times over."My mind drifted back to that moment I'd connected with the land, the vision of that ancient, withered witch from centuries past who had blessed these grounds. My own strength and confidence had grown considerably from that brief encounter. I'd barely grazed the surface of the power buried in these lands. If Sinthy had truly found a way to draw on all of that old energy, then she might actually be right.I rubbed a hand across my forehead. "Are you certain? Sinthy, you have to be completely sure about this.""Too many people are depending on you