The Enigma's Omega Bride. のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 41 - チャプター 50

Hours slipped by in the hideout's cocooned silence, the world beyond its stone veil forgotten. Elian stirred awake, a soft gasp parting his lips as hunger gnawed at his belly—or perhaps it was the weight of memories crashing in like a tidal wave. He blinked up at the rough-hewn ceiling, cracks spiderwebbing like veins of forgotten secrets. Last night... gods, last night. His chest heaved, breaths coming in shallow bursts. The monstrous wolf, the illusions of blood-soaked battlefields, the devil's grotesque maw—they'd all clawed at him, yet here he lay, whole. Alive. I survived. How? Disbelief warred with awe, a fragile joy blooming amid the terror's remnants.Then heat flooded his face, scorching down to his core. Flashes ignited: Kael's body pinning him, thick cock stretching his pussy in rhythmic thrusts, knot swelling deep inside as cum flooded him, sealing their bond. And after... his own voice, raw and fervent, confessing I love you to those cursed eyes. Mortification twisted wit

The berry's tart sweetness lingered on my tongue as Kael's thumb traced my lower lip, wiping away a stray drop of juice. His crimson slits held mine, intense yet soft in the morning light filtering through the chamber's heavy drapes. Ryker had slipped out moments ago, tray half-empty, his awe-struck glances at Kael's uncovered eyes still fresh in my mind. My body felt deliciously heavy, thighs sticky from earlier leaks of his seed, pussy tender where his knot had stretched me wide. But the ache was a good one—a reminder of survival, of love confessed in the heat of crisis.I shifted closer, nuzzling his chest, inhaling the rich musk of alpha and mate. 'Kael,' I murmured, voice hesitant as a new worry bubbled up. Servants whispered in the halls; what would the pack think when they saw those eyes? Legends painted them as soul-reapers, gazes that stripped sanity. 'Your eyes... can you change them? Make them normal? Not the slits. I'm scared everyone will bolt in terror. Ryker nearly did.

Elian’s POVThe chamber felt warmer than before.Or maybe it was just me.I sat on the edge of the bed, fingers twisting lightly in the fabric of the sheets as the physician moved around me—calm, precise, observant.Kael stood close.Too close.His presence loomed at my side, silent but unmistakable. Every time the doctor stepped nearer, I felt the subtle shift in Kael’s posture.Protective.Possessive.Watching.“Relax, my prince,” the physician said gently, though his eyes flickered once toward Kael before returning to me. “I only need to examine you.”I nodded, though I wasn’t sure if it was for him—or to ease Kael.The physician’s hands hovered, then settled lightly over my wrist, then my neck. His brows furrowed slightly as he focused.The room went quiet.Too quiet.Then finally—He exhaled.“…Interesting.”Kael’s voice cut in immediately.“What is it?”The physician straightened slightly.“Your mate is stable,” he began. “The poison has been purged from his system, and whateve

The silence after Mother’s words didn’t last long.Footsteps approached.Fast.Light.Familiar.I barely had time to turn before—“Brother!”Selena burst through the doorway.She didn’t hesitate.Didn’t question.Didn’t even look around.She ran straight into me.Her arms wrapped tightly around me, nearly knocking the breath from my lungs.“You’re okay,” she said quickly, her voice bright—too bright. “I knew it. I knew you’d survive the moon’s gaze.”I blinked.Surprised.“…Selena—”But she pulled back before I could finish.Smiling.Like nothing was wrong.Like she hadn’t heard anything.But something in her eyes—Something small—Told me otherwise.She knew.At least part of it.And she was choosing not to say.“…Of course I did,” I said softly, playing along.Her smile widened.Then—She noticed him.Her entire posture shifted instantly.“My King.”She bowed her head respectfully.Kael stepped forward slightly.“You may stand.”His tone was calm.Measured.But I felt it.Through th

The castle had changed. Or maybe I had. Servants moved faster now, their steps hurried and purposeful, while guards stood straighter, their postures rigid with newfound respect—or perhaps fear. Every corridor we passed through buzzed with whispers that trailed behind us like persistent shadows. 'The Luna…' 'The coronation…' 'A male…?' The words slithered through the air, curious and laced with disbelief.I kept my head forward, chin lifted, pretending not to notice. But I heard everything, each syllable prickling my skin. Kael didn’t seem to—or if he did, he didn’t react. His large hand rested at the small of my back as we walked, steady and grounding, a silent reminder: You belong here.Still, my chest tightened slightly under the weight of all those eyes. '...They’re staring more than usual,' I muttered under my breath, my voice barely audible over the echo of our boots on the stone floors.'They will stare until they understand,' Kael replied calmly, his deep timbre vibrating throu