Resisting The Savage Alpha Brothers のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 111 - チャプター 118

KAIDA I felt it the moment the gates to the Veil appeared on either side of me. Energy crackled in the air, accompanied by an intense, otherworldly chill. My bones felt as though they were being reshaped by a blacksmith, every fiber of my being susceptible to the brutal assault of the force.The Raktabijas unleashed a deep, rumbling roar of resistance and fury. The gates began to suction them into the depths like a vortex, both ends closing in on me at the center. A searing sensation rippled through me with every inch they gained.Then, the spirits arrived—those I had promised to grant passage and more. There were multitudes of them. Were these the dead from across the entire globe? I became dizzy attempting to decipher their sheer numbers. As the gates drew closer, the pain multiplied substantially, and raw screams tore from the deepest part of my belly.The spirits surged forward, barely waiting for the gates to merge. I realized then that I might have misjudged the Goddess's grace

CASPIAN We thanked our helper profusely. The man had not only driven us out of the storm but had offered us succor in his own home. Despite our desperate need for rest, we refused; the gnawing curiosity regarding the state of affairs at home kept us on edge. We needed to allay our fears immediately.Were the pups alright? Were their nannies safe? Had there been an attack while we were under siege by the Raktabija?He drove us toward Crystal Falls, though he refused to enter the town itself to avoid bad luck. We couldn't ask for more; he had been incredibly generous in bringing us this far."May the Light favor you, sir," I said, shaking his hand."And you as well," he replied before reversing and driving off into the distance.The rain had stopped long ago. It seemed the storm had been localized to Massachusetts' town, as there was no evidence of water on the parched earth of Crystal Falls. Instead, the town reeked of desolation and abandonment, the heavy weight of grief submerging t

CASPIAN Who could it be? My eyes widened in surprise as Gladys stepped across the threshold to join us in the hallway. My mind raced—who could have broken the barrier? I moved forward, extending my hand to test the air, but my fingers met nothing. The invisible wall was gone.I turned sharply toward Gladys. "Is Victoria back?"She shook her head. "You may go in. She is waiting for the two of you," she said, gesturing toward the room.Asher and I stepped inside, with Gladys following close behind. I wondered who possessed the strength to nullify Victoria’s spell. The answer, though obvious, had eluded my perturbed mind until the moment I saw her."Móðir Elara?" My mouth parted in shock.Asher and I halted instantly. We hadn’t heard a word from her for months; I had feared she might have passed away without our knowledge. Yet here she was, alive and well, looking as radiant as ever. Selina stood beside her as Elara cooed at the pups, drawing delighted giggles from all three.Elara ro

(A year after )ASHER "Ash! Ash!" Caleb summoned me, flailing his arms and legs in a fit of protest."Calm down, little man," I said, grinning softly. The sharp, insistent way he called my name never failed to amuse me. Of the three brothers, he had turned out to be the most mischievous—the most playful and the first to master basic milestones like talking and walking.Adrian, by contrast, was quite reserved and observant, while Jason fell somewhere in between; he often matched Caleb’s high energy but settled down much more quickly. As the firstborn of the trio, Adrian possessed a rare sagacity for a child his age. He learned quickly but often chose to hide his intelligence until he believed he was without an audience—a quiet smart-ass. Caleb was his polar opposite: as troublesome and mischievous as he was brilliant. We loved our pups equally nonetheless.Since relocating to Europe, we had admitted Malachi into a private care unit to help him navigate his grief and regain his sense of