The Alpha’s 90-Day Luna のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

The scent of cheap whiskey and betrayal is what finally woke me.My head throbbed with a dull, silver-laced ache. I remember Riley Knox—my supposed best friend—toasting to my "last night of freedom" at the pack tavern. I must have shifted too close to my limit because the world was a blur. My mate, Blake Turner, had carried me back to our den in the city, tucking me into the furs of our bed.I forced my eyes open, my wolf, Kaia, growling low in the back of my mind. She smelled something foul. Across the dimly lit room, two silhouettes were entwined, their shadows dancing against the stone walls in a passionate, frantic rhythm."Riley, stop," a voice hissed. It was Blake. "Ava just fell into a deep sleep. The moon-ale hit her hard."He gripped Riley’s waist, pulling her closer instead of pushing her away."Scared she’ll catch us?" Riley purred, her voice grating against my ears like sandpaper. "You’re marking her as your Luna tomorrow. Give yourself to me tonight, Alpha. Let me have wh

I felt the corners of my mouth lift in a secret, predatory curve. I lowered the hem of my silk gown, moving with a silent, feline grace toward the shadows of the rafters. The gold filigree mask pressed against my skin, hiding the face of the woman Blake Turner thought he had broken. He had forgotten one thing: three years ago, before I retreated into his shadow, the Pacific Crown Gala whispered my name in awe. My scent and my stride were legendary among the high-ranking packs.Just as the audience of elders and pack leaders reached the peak of their boredom, I descended. I didn't just sit on that chair; I reclaimed a throne. As I was lowered into the glare of the silver spotlights, a collective gasp rippled through the hall. The Crown Star—the sacred jewelry meant to be the climax—was nowhere to be seen.Panic erupted backstage. I could scent Gary’s sweat from fifty feet away. Stylists and enforcers scrambled, eyes darting, thinking the treasure was lost. They even rushed the stage, f

"Ava, be straight with me," Lisa’s voice crackled through the link. "Is another Great House backing us? This path cleared too easily.""I have an ally in the shadows," I replied, glancing at the silent, powerful man steering the car. "I can't reveal his mark just yet. But the thought of Blake’s face as his empire cracks is enough to keep my wolf fed for a month."Lisa assumed my birth pack had finally stepped in. She had no inkling that I was now the Luna of the Vale Hills Estate, bound to the most feared wolf in the territories."Are you planning to use this momentum to break your blood-oath with Turner Studios?" Connor asked later that evening. We were seated in a secluded alcove of a high-altitude lodge, the city lights twinkling below like distant embers."No," I said, tearing a piece of rustic bread with a sharp smile. "That would be too merciful. I’m going to dismantle them from the inside. I’m reclaiming my place on the Pacific Crown runways, and I’ll use Blake’s own resources

"International Alpha-Queen," I whispered the title to myself. It was a dream I had long ago buried under the weight of Blake’s ambition. Now, I didn't care about the glory; I only cared about the hunt. I wanted to smell the fear on Riley and Blake when their gilded world finally collapsed.Just before the high-stakes press conference at Turner Studios, Blake caught me off guard. He insisted on a "reconciliation lunch" at the Great Hall, the most exclusive dining cavern in the office spire. He had even commissioned a massive display of blood-red moon-roses for the center of the table. I stared at the petals, my expression as cold as a mountain winter."I ordered the prime elk steak, rare—just the way you like it," he said, puffing out his chest as if he’d conquered a rival pack.I felt a flash of silent snarling from my inner wolf. We had been fated for five years, yet Blake still didn't know the first thing about my cravings. I’ve always preferred the ritual of the sea.Before I could

As we sped away from the infirmary, I found myself tracing the faint mark on his earlobe. It was a jagged, dark birthmark that looked like a permanent silver stud, giving his profile a lethal, predatory edge."Why are you studying me, Ava?" he asked, his voice a low vibration that hummed through the car. "Is my human glamour slipping?"I reached out, resting my hand on his forearm. I could feel the coiled power beneath his skin. "Before we reach the Vale Hills Estate, could you divert the hunt? There is one last scent I need to wash away.""The 'Wedding Night' can wait an hour," Connor said, his tone casual, though I felt his pulse quicken under my touch. "But after that, do you intend to finish the bond we started in the water?"My heart hammered against my ribs. I wasn't as bold as I’d been under the steam of the shower, but Connor didn't push. He simply turned the wheel toward the Lunar Blossom Grove. It was a sprawling park where the cherry blossoms bloomed under the moonlight, a