The Rejected Goddess のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 91 - チャプター 100

Chapter 92 The Werewolf Realm Clara POV I super-speeded into Mars’s room like a demon was chasing me. I was breathing hard. I looked up and saw Mars sitting on the chair near the bed. He said, “Where did you go, Clara? Don’t you know it’s dangerous!” I sighed. “You didn’t want to help me, so I helped myself. I’ve got Marcy’s belonging. We can begin the spell.” Mars looked shaken. “You have her belonging already?” I nodded. “Yes, already. Please do this fast. I have to go. Something happened on my way here.” Mars looked worried. “What happened?” I told him, “Look, after successfully getting Marcy’s belongings, her maid forced the door open, stood by the window, and looked for anyone suspicious. So I hid near the tree close to the room. After a while, when the omega stopped looking, I ran.” I said to Mars, “Now this isn’t the main issue. Do you know that day Micha saw me at the battlefield?” Mars nodded. “Yes, I remember. And it happened only because you couldn’

The Werewolf RealmMars POVIt’s been a week since I last saw Clara. Seven days, and not a single moment passed where her face didn’t haunt me. I couldn’t stop thinking about her—her defiance, the way she looked at me like I was the only thing keeping her from drowning. So I made the decision. I came to her house.When I got there, I met the real Marcy. And “real” was the right word, because the version I’d heard about didn’t match the one standing in front of me. Her character was complex, fractured even. Sometimes she forced a smile and tried to be friendly, like she was practicing how to be human. Other times she went completely still—calm, quiet, watching everything with eyes that missed nothing. I didn’t understand why she shifted like that, and honestly, I didn’t care. I wasn’t there for her. I was there for Clara.It seemed Clara had been busted. Marcy’s mother was the one who told me, her voice laced with satisfaction. She explained how they caught her, how they discovered she

Chapter 95The Werewolf RealmMars POVAfter everything Clara said, I was actually looking forward to it. Which was strange. I didn’t know why I was looking forward to it. Or to the way she held my face.It was a different feeling. I wanted to pull her hands away, but I enjoyed watching her admire me. Whatever this was… I wanted to relieve her from her pain.I grabbed a clean towel, dipped it in water, and cleaned her wounds. I didn’t want them to get infected. Some healed because she had a strong wolf, but she was still tired. Weak.The moment I realized she was cleaned up, I eased her down to sleep so she could rest. I watched her chest rise and fall as she slept, then covered her with the blanket.Then I heard a knock. I wondered who it was. Whoever it was, I didn’t want anyone entering my room right now.So I stepped out and saw Ruby and Theo.I raised a brow and asked in my usual cold voice, “What?”Theo said, “Erin wants to see you. We’re having a meeting about Roosevelt. An

Chapter 97 The Witch’s Realm King Johnson’s POV I looked at Queen Anna and said, “We need a place, where we can stay for a few days.” Queen Anna nodded and told the guide to prepare a room for Michael and me. After a few minutes, we were led to a place. The room was really beautiful but small, and it was meant for Michael and I. We stepped into the room, and the air shut in behind us. It was just a small bed, for both of us, pushed against a stone wall smoothed by years. A little grey curtain hung thin over a narrow slit of a window, dust caught in the folds. One chair. One table. Nothing wasted. Everything cramped for two. The walls felt close, listening. It was really small but beautiful, carved, quiet, like a blade wrapped in silk. Michael and I didn’t have a choice. It was no small feat to take down Roosevelt. We needed Queen Selene awake to do that. Michael said, “I guess this is what we get for trying to wake their queen.” I chuckled, “Probably their way of discou

Chapter 99 The Werewolf Realm King Johnson's POV The moment the arch-demon Kelvin said he was alive, he started walking toward Queen Selene. Michael and I braced to fight. If he made a single move, we’d strike. But as he stepped closer, the ominous sound of the trumpet Roosevelt used to call his demons back tore through the air. Every arch-demon heard it and bolted. Arch-demon Kelvin stared at Selene and spat, "Damn it, Roosevelt!" Then he flared his dark wings and shot into the sky. I couldn’t stop staring at his horns, his violent red eyes. These creatures weren’t just loyal to Roosevelt. They were on a mission. They didn’t fear death like normal demons. These ones wanted the war. They craved it. All the arch-demons abandoned the battlefield. What remained was blood and the stench of rotting flesh. Some bodies were burned to ash. Some were sliced like meat. Some were twisted beyond recognition. Elves died. Wolves died. Vampires died. I couldn’t see a single Goldren bo