Divorced and mated to the Lycan Twins のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 141 - チャプター 150

NORACold wind howled fiercely through the shattered stained-glass window.Sitting alone on the hard marble floor of the throne room, the silver dagger lay entirely forgotten in the snow outside. Tears no longer fell. The violent, crushing grief had burned itself out, leaving behind a hollow, agonizing void that made drawing a single breath feel impossible."Heiress?"Marcus’s voice echoed softly across the massive hall.Looking up, the captain stood near the heavy iron doors. His face was entirely drawn, etched with deep concern. He didn't carry his rifle."They are gone, Marcus," keeping my voice barely above a whisper. "The Kings left the wing.""I know," Marcus replied, walking slowly toward the dais. "General Gideon escorted them to the lower barracks. They didn't put up a fight. Alpha Kai gave direct orders to the guards not to approach you unless you called for them."Leaning back against the cold obsidian throne, exhaustion finally hit my bones like a physical weight. "Did Eli

KAIShouting echoed violently off the vaulted stone ceiling of the Great Hall.Standing on the raised dais, absolute chaos erupted in the massive space below me. Thirty elite military captains and the surviving traditionalist elders formed a massive, aggressive circle around the woman in the black cloak. The air smelled thickly of sweat, wet wool, and pure Lycan panic."This is a miracle!" Elder Vance yelled over the deafening noise, throwing his wrinkled hands into the air."It is a goddamn joke!" roaring back, I slammed my fist on the heavy wooden podium. The thick oak cracked instantly under the crushing force of my hand. "She died ten years ago! My scouts found her bloody clothes in the bottom of the eastern ravine!"Elara simply stood there in the center of the hostile room.Wearing a perfectly rehearsed expression of tragic sorrow, she didn't flinch at my anger. Touching the long, jagged scar running down the left side of her face, she looked up at the dais with wide, innocent e

AUTHOR’S POV“MMM… fuck!”Nora's knees were burning against the cheap carpet, and she couldn't bring herself to care. Halil had her bent over the edge of his bed, one hand twisted in her hair, and he was ramming into her with a rhythm that had stopped being rough about ten minutes ago. The headboard knocked the wall with every thrust. "Halil…" His name came out of her throat broken, half-strangled."Yeah." He pulled her hair tighter, made her arch harder. "Say it again.""Halil." She pushed back into him, met him halfway, and his breath stuttered out of him like she'd punched him. Kai sat in the chair by the window, phone in his hand, not looking at it. His eyes tracked every inch of them, the way Halil's hips slammed into her, the way her spine curved when he bottomed out. His other hand moved slow over himself through his sweatpants."Look at her," Kai said, casual as a comment on the weather. "She's taking it so good." Halil growled something low and drove in harder. Nora's fing

NORASunlight warmed the heavy oak table in the center of the study. Reviewing the updated border schedules, everything finally looked peaceful. Halil sat across from me, marking a trade map with a red pen. His dark hair was tied back, and he looked completely relaxed.Footsteps suddenly broke the quiet morning.General Gideon marched into the room. He didn't knock. Holding a thick, black envelope sealed with dark purple wax, his face looked carved from stone."A neutral courier just dropped this at the main gates," Gideon announced, walking straight to the table. He set the envelope down right in front of me. "He refused to wait for a reply. Said his orders were to deliver it directly to the Queen and leave immediately."Staring at the purple wax, my stomach tightened."That is a Continental High Council seal," Halil muttered. Dropping his pen, he leaned forward. "What does the supreme court want with us?""Open it," telling Gideon quietly.Sliding a silver letter opener under the fl

NORAGravel crunched loudly under the heavy tires as our convoy rolled into the Blackcrest courtyard.The rain had turned to a freezing, miserable mist, coating the stone walls in a thin layer of slick ice. Sitting in the back seat, the tension from the capital still sat heavily in my chest. Surviving the High Council tribunal was exhausting. But looking out the tinted window, a strange, suffocating silence hung over the estate.Usually, guards patrolled the perimeter with a steady, military rhythm. Today, the courtyard felt entirely too still."Where the fuck is the gate detail?" Kai demanded, throwing the SUV into park before it even fully stopped.Halil scanned the upper battlements, his dark eyes narrowing. "Something is wrong. The watchtowers are completely empty.""Gideon!" Kai barked, kicking his car door open and stepping out into the freezing mist. "Why is the front gate completely unstaffed?"General Gideon jogged over from the trailing vehicle. He looked just as confused. "