Mated to My Intended's Enemy のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 171 - チャプター 180

IsabellaI sat in the window seat of Auntie Aurora's guest room,staring into the darkness of the Shadow Pack territory that stretched before me.It had been exactly sixteen days since Mom moved out of our home."Isabella? Are you still awake,sweetheart?" Auntie Aurora's soft voice came from the doorway,accompanied by her distinctive pine and vanilla scent.I turned from the window,quickly wiping away any trace of tears. "I was just finishing my drawing."Auntie Aurora glided into the room,her silver-blonde hair catching the moonlight streaming through the window. She sat beside me,her movements as graceful as always. Every wolf in our territory whispered about how she carried herself like a true Luna—unlike my mother,whose awkwardness at formal pack gatherings had become legendary."Your father just texted that he'll be here soon," she said,gently brushing a strand of hair from my face. "Would you like to show him your drawings tonight,or save them for tomorrow?""Tonight," I answered

FreyaI stared at my phone screen long after Silvano's call ended,my wolf,Selene,restless beneath my skin. She had been agitated ever since we'd left our home—no,since we'd left our daughter."Bad news?" my sister Raven asked,sliding into the chair across from me at our family's breakfast table.I set my phone down beside my barely touched plate of eggs. "Just Silvano. His mother wants us for dinner tonight."Raven's eyebrows shot up. "The Elder Luna Victoria Moretti herself summoning you? That's... unexpected.""Not really," I sighed,pushing my food around with my fork. "She probably wants to see Isabella. It's been months.""And she doesn't know about your... situation?" Raven asked carefully."No one does,except you." I took a sip of my coffee,wincing at its bitterness. "Not even Isabella."Sixteen days. That's how long I'd been staying at my family home,sleeping in my old bedroom,trying to recapture who I used to be before I became Luna of the Shadow Pack—before I became merely an

IsabellaMom was coming back tonight? I couldn't stop my eyebrows from scrunching together as Dad confirmed she'd be joining us at Great-Grandmother's dinner. The knot in my stomach tightened, my feelings all tangled up like the time I tried to brush my own hair.It wasn't that I didn't want to see Mom. I actually missed her—a lot. Mom had never gone this long without calling me before. Every night since she'd been gone, I'd stare at my phone before bed, wondering if tonight would be the night she'd remember to call. But she never did.Nova whimpered inside me, confused by my mixed emotions. *Why sad about Mother returning?* she asked in my head.I stroked my fork against my breakfast plate, making little patterns in the syrup. The truth was complicated. When Dad had told me Mom was away on a business trip the morning after we'd gotten back from visiting the northern territories, I'd been... happy. Relieved, even. No Mom meant more freedom. No lectures about my medication schedule, no

FreyaAfter parting with Victoria outside Harris Garden, her words echoed in my mind: *"Fight for what is yours."* The question haunting me was whether Silvano still wanted to be mine—and after seeing him with my father, whether I still wanted him to be.I drove toward the Shadow Pack estate, my thoughts churning. The sprawling mansion came into view through the ancient pines that had protected generations of our pack. Once, the sight had filled me with pride. Now, it twisted my stomach with anxiety.As I parked and approached the grand entrance, I caught sight of Elder Emma Wilson through the window. She was the former human mate of the late Beta Tiny, and Luna Victoria's best friend. After Silvano and I were mated, I had always called her Aunt Emma. Humans tend to age faster than us, but she was forever full of passion and vitality, which earned her the respect of the pack.What she was even more famous for was her insatiable curiosity. I watched as her eyes narrowed, scrutinizing me

FreyaI had barely taken a step from Isabella's room when I heard the distinct click of the lock. My daughter wasn't trying to keep others out—just me. The realization settled like a cold stone in my stomach.She was probably locking the door to contact Aurora without my knowledge. Selene whined softly in our shared consciousness, mourning the distance between us and our pup.*She's slipping away from us,* Selene whispered.*Not completely,* I countered, remembering the genuine smile Isabella had given me earlier. *There's still something there worth fighting for.*I turned and headed back to the bedroom I'd once shared with Silvano. Even after the coldness between us had grown glacial, Aunt Emma had ensured I kept clothes and necessities at the pack house. The elderly she-wolf liked me—perhaps the only one in Silvano's family who truly did—and often invited me back for meals, maintaining the illusion of a united Luna and Alpha.After a long shower, I settled on my usual side of the ki