Banished By The Alpha King:Claimed By The Cursed Lycan Beast のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 71 - チャプター 80

Elara's POV The room felt too large and too small at the same time. I walked forward until only the long table separated us. My heart was pounding so hard I could feel it in my throat, but I refused to look away from him. “You think this is about that night?” My voice cracked, but I kept going. “You think I’m scared of you? Does my love mean nothing to you?” The words hung between us, raw and trembling. I hadn’t planned to say them. They simply tore free, the way truth always did when it had been held too long. Lucian went still. His fingers tightened on the edge of the table until the wood creaked. “Elara—” “No.” I cut him off, stepping around the table so nothing stood between us. “You announced me as your mate in front of the seven realms like it was some declaration of war. You ordered me hidden like I was a secret you were ashamed of. You arranged for witches to train me so I could protect myself from you. And then you stand there and tell me I’m not safe?” My voice rose, sh

Elara's POVThe world around me dissolved.One moment Lucian’s mouth was on mine, hot and desperate, his hands sliding the last of my robe from my shoulders. The next, everything went white.I stood in a place that had no walls, no floor, only endless silver mist and three glowing figures waiting for me. The Fate Sisters. They looked exactly as they had in the east-wing vision — three women with the same face as mine, only older, wiser, their long white hair drifting like moonlight. The eldest stood in the center, her eyes ancient. The middle one tilted her head with quiet sorrow. The youngest smiled, but it was the saddest smile I had ever seen.“Child,” the eldest whispered, and her voice echoed inside my bones. “You stand at the edge.”The middle sister finished for her. “Mating with the Blackthorn king will awaken w

Elara’s POV I practically ran back to my chambers, the oversized silk shirt flapping around my thighs like a guilty flag. My lips still tingled from Lucian’s kiss, my skin still burned where his hands had been, but the vision from the Fate Sisters clung to me like frost. Darius is your destiny. The words repeated in my head with every step, louder than my own heartbeat. I shut the door behind me and leaned against it for a second, breathing hard, trying to steady the storm inside my chest. I couldn’t face him right now. Not after that kiss. Not after the lie I had told him about the vision. Not after the golden cord between me and Darius had hummed like a living thing under my skin. I stripped off Lucian’s shirt, folded it carefully, and set it on the bed like it might break if I handled it too roughly. Then I pulled on a simple linen dress — soft gray, high-necked, nothing that would remind me of last night’s red silk or the way Lucian had looked at me like I was the only thing in

Lucian’s POVI couldn’t stay away any longer.Two weeks. Fourteen days of watching Elara from the tall windows of my study like some coward who didn’t deserve to stand in the same room as her. Every morning I saw her walk to the eastern garden with that witch. Every afternoon I watched her try and fail and try again. She worked harder than anyone I had ever seen, but nothing was working. The power inside her stayed locked away, and every failed spell seemed to carve another piece of exhaustion into her face.I needed answers. I needed to know what she really was before this training broke her.I found Gaius in the royal infirmary, bent over a stack of ancient scrolls, spectacles perched on the end of his nose. The room smelled of dried herbs and old paper. He looked up when I entered, eyes tired but sharp.“My king,” he said, straightening. “You look like a man who hasn’t slept.”“I haven’t,” I admitted, closing the door behind me. “Tell me you’ve found something about Elara’s origins

Lucian's POVI felt it before I saw it.The air changed. Not the way it does before a storm—sharper than that. Heavier. The kind of pressure that makes your bones ache and your instincts scream. I was far enough away to give her space, the way I'd promised. Watching from the tree line while Gwen put her through the exercises. But distance didn't matter. Nothing mattered when that kind of power woke up.My head snapped toward the meadow just as she shouted."Leave!"The word cracked through the air like thunder. White light exploded from her—not slow, not building. Just there. A wave of it that ripped across the field and sent the warriors stumbling back. Even from where I stood, I felt it press against my chest, raw and hungry and completely out of control.I ran.By the time I reached them, Gwen had already stepped in front of her. His hands were raised, jaw tight, muttering something under his breath that made the air around him shimmer. The light fought him. It flared once, twice,