Born Under the Silver Moon, Mated to Three Alphas のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

The night air outside Silver’s home was colder than she remembered.The moon hung high above the forest, still faintly tinted with silver, as though it had not yet forgotten what had happened during the Blood Rites.Kyrian walked beside her, silent and composed, his presence sharp and controlled. His grip on her hand was firm but not forceful—more like a declaration than a comfort.They stepped into the clearing where the pack waited.The moment Silver appeared, the whispers began again.Some wolves watched her with open curiosity.Others avoided her gaze entirely.Fear lingered in the air.At the edge of the clearing stood the remaining two Alphas.Kael noticed her first.His shoulders tensed immediately, his wolf reacting before his mind could catch up. His gaze swept over her quickly, searching for injury.When he saw she was unharmed, a visible wave of relief crossed his face—followed instantly by possessive frustration.“You shouldn’t have been alone,” Kael muttered, stepping clo

The forest had gone too quiet.Silver stood between the three Alphas, her breath shallow as unease crept along her spine. The bond linking her to Kyrian, Kael, and Kairo pulsed faintly beneath her skin, like a warning she couldn’t quite understand.Kyrian was the first to notice.His golden eyes lifted toward the dark tree line, sharp and alert.“Something’s here,” he said quietly.Kael shifted beside Silver, tension rippling through him as his wolf stirred restlessly beneath the surface.“I smell it,” he muttered. “But it’s wrong.”Kairo stepped behind them, his gaze sweeping the forest with careful precision.“We’re not alone,” he said calmly.A cold breeze slid through the trees.Silver wrapped her arms around herself.Then she heard it.At first it sounded like wind whispering through the leaves.But it wasn’t the wind.It was a voice.Soft.Faint.Barely there.Silver…Her breath caught.She turned her head slightly, trying to locate the sound.“Did you hear that?” she asked.The

Interlude ChapterThe Veiled OnesBeyond the world of wolves and moonlight, beyond forests and mountains, there existed a place untouched by time.A realm of shadows.A realm forgotten by most living creatures.The air there shimmered like dark water, and the sky above it churned endlessly with silver storms.In the center of that endless darkness stood three figures.They were not entirely human.Nor entirely spirit.They were something older.Something the world had once feared.They were known only in ancient texts as The Veiled Ones.For centuries they had watched.For centuries they had waited.And tonight, the silence of their realm finally stirred.A ripple spread across the black surface beneath them.Like a mirror being disturbed.Inside it appeared a vision.Silver Hale.Standing beneath the moonlight between three Alphas.The eldest of the Veiled Ones tilted her head slightly.Her long veil shifted like smoke.“At last…”Her voice echoed like a whisper through a graveyard.

The council had finally ended, leaving a trail of exhaustion and tension in its wake. Silver Hale stepped into the quiet of the Moon Shadow house, the soft glow of the hearth casting warm light across her silver hair. Her heartbeat still thrummed with the echo of the Alpha Council, but now it was no longer fear or anticipation—it was desire, electric and unrelenting, a pull she could no longer ignore. Kairo lingered nearby, his calm presence like a steadying current. He didn’t need to speak; Silver could feel his gaze on her, warm and intense, a quiet promise that he was hers. Kael, on the other hand, hovered close enough that every brush of his arm sent shivers racing through her body. He was impatient, a storm of passion coiled at his side, daring her to notice him. Kyrian remained slightly apart, cold and calculating, yet the glint in his eyes betrayed the same pull she felt—a controlled, dangerous desire, simmering beneath the surface. Silver swallowed hard, aware of the magnet

Silver Hale felt it the moment the room fell quiet.The conversation between Kael and Cairo had faded into the background, their voices blending with the gentle noise of the pack waking outside. Morning light poured through the windows of the Silent Hill house, painting long streaks of gold across the wooden floor.Yet something wasn’t right.Silver stilled where she stood near the window.The sensation returned.A prickle at the back of her neck.Like eyes.Watching.Her fingers tightened slightly against the windowsill.The bond inside her chest pulsed once—slow and deep.Then again.Kyrian noticed first.He always did.His sharp gaze moved to her immediately.“What is it?” he asked.Silver turned slightly, hesitating.“I… don’t know,” she admitted.Kael pushed himself off the chair he had been lounging in and crossed the room toward her. His movements were relaxed, but Silver knew him well enough already to recognize the tension hiding beneath that casual stride.“You felt somethin