THE WRONG MATE (One month of lies) のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 101 - チャプター 110

Hazel’s POV The first thing I felt when I woke up was pain, sharp and immediate, I tried to move and instantly regretted it. Every muscle in my body reacted like it had been torn apart and stitched back together. My breathing was uneven, my vision blurred at the edges, and for a moment I simply lay there, staring at the unfamiliar stone ceiling above me while my mind struggled to connect memory to reality. The last thing I remembered was that I was in prison. Almost staved to death and news got to me that my aunt Betty was dead, and my mother and father fled from the pack. And Adrien… My fingers curled weakly against the blanket as anger flickered through me at the memory of him. That ungrateful bastard! After all I did for him, all my sacrifices to make his father value him, and make the people stop seeing him as a lowly son of Omega. This was how he chose to repay me? He never came to see me in the prison that he sentenced me to. Not once or ever. As if he didn't want to hav

Hazel’s POV The wizard didn’t seem bothered by it at all. He stood across the room, turning that same crystal sphere between his fingers like he was deciding what kind of disaster to create next. The silver symbols on his robe moved faintly whenever he shifted, like they were alive beneath the fabric. “I can't do it,” I finally said, my voice rougher than I expected. His eyes lifted slowly toward me. “Well…you’re alive,” he replied simply. “That alone is more than most of your kind would have given you.” “I didn’t ask to be alive like this.” A faint smile touched his mouth. “No one ever does.” That answer irritated me more than I expected. I pushed myself up slightly, ignoring the sharp pull of pain in my ribs. “If you brought me back, then fix me properly.” The wizard studied me for a moment, like I was a puzzle he hadn’t fully solved yet. “You want to be healed or you are scared of pain,” he said slowly. *Alright I agree..” “Even if the price changes you?” “I don’t care

Celeste’s POV The council chamber was unusually crowded. Normally, meetings involving border security and territorial attacks were limited to military leaders, Alphas, and royal representatives. Today, however, nearly every council seat was occupied. The recent attacks had become impossible to ignore. What had initially appeared to be random incidents along supply routes had now spread across multiple territories. Entire shipments had vanished overnight. Border settlements were reporting strange disturbances. Livestock were disappearing. Storage facilities were being destroyed without explanation. And worst of all—nobody knew who was responsible. Just when we had thought everything was already settled, another problem would surface. Hazel, nobody has heard about her, but I assumed she's already dead. Her aunt was dead, and her mother and father had fled from the pack. So who could be behind this recent attack? At this point I don’t think we will ever live a day without probl

Celeste’s POV The attacks hadn’t just persisted—they were escalating in both intensity and cunning. Patrols returning with injuries and stories of unpredictability. Nothing massive enough to throw the territories into chaos. Nothing trivial enough to sweep under the rug. Whoever orchestrated this chaos had a meticulous plan. They were skillfully draining the territories one surgical strike at a time. Standing beside Lucian at the edge of a small border village, I watched as workers unloaded crates of medical supplies from a procession of wagons. Just three nights prior, this settlement had been attacked. Fortunately, there were no fatalities, but several homes lay in ruins, and the villagers were still reeling from the trauma. A little girl darted past us, struggling with a basket that nearly swallowed her whole. With a gentle smile, Lucian reached out, effortlessly lifting it from her small hands. “You’ll topple over carrying that,” he teased. The child laughed, her eyes spar

Celeste’s POV We had spent most of the morning inside the command center reviewing reports from various territories Adrien had stopped by to help out, as he and Micheal were doing the work together. “I still can’t believe Lucian actually gave you a promise ring,” Michael said while sorting through a pile of documents. “That man is either incredibly patient or completely insane.” The room immediately became quieter. I looked up from the report in my hands. Across the table, Adrien had gone completely still. The effect was almost immediate. His hand tightened around the parchment he had been reading, and for a brief second, I saw genuine shock flash across his face. “A ring?” Adrien asked quietly. Michael looked up from the documents in his hands and immediately froze. Realization swept across his face so quickly that it was almost painful to watch. “Oh.” My face palmed with my hands..“Michael.” I called “What?” he asked, attempting innocence and failing miserably. “You kno