Resisting The Savage Alpha Brothers のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 51 - チャプター 60

KAIDA I stood momentarily stunned as the ethereally snow-white wolf vanished from sight, its head turning towards me at the precise moment I whispered Malachi's name – a coincidence, or something more? The image of an obsidian-black wolf, eerie yet majestic, had been my mental picture of his true form, its midnight coat a fitting backdrop for his piercing green eyes. This pearly white creature was a stark contrast, one that left me questioning my assumptions.I'd often indulged in fantasies about the wolf forms of Malachi's brothers. Caspian, the eldest Alpha, would possess a regal, dark grey or shadow grey coat, with a commanding gait that matched his stature. Asher's charismatic personality, on the other hand, seemed suited to a warm, tawny shade. But Malachi's wolf had defied my expectations, sparking curiosity about his brothers' true forms. I bet they were as captivating as he was.Slipping into my slippers, I approached the window, careful not to step on the shards of broken g

KAIDAAsher and Caspian were waiting in the sitting room when I entered. Malachi had carried me back home, scaling the walls to reach his room, while I had entered the house through the front door. Although I was adventurous, I wasn't reckless enough to entertain the idea of having him convey me to my room, scaling the walls while I rode on his back. I certainly didn't have a death wish.I halted, immediately aware of their combined gaze. Twice now, I had chosen Malachi over the two of them. First, I had resisted their efforts to comfort me after my emotional turmoil. And then, despite their attempts to coax me from my self-imposed confinement following the humiliating encounter with Meredith, it was Malachi who had succeeded. If anyone should have been able to break through the solitude I had imposed on myself, it should not have been Malachi. In fact, considering our complicated shared history, he should have been the last person to accomplish such a feat.Caspian raised a single f

KAIDA"Hey," Asher nudged me from behind as we reached the guest room I'd be occupying until Connor repaired the damage in my room. I turned to face him, my hand paused on the door knob. I was eager to get in and lock myself inside, still fuming from how Caspian had dismissed me like a child. I'd been replaying our conversation over the walk with Asher from the sitting room, wondering if I'd posed the question at the wrong time. I wanted to clear my doubts about my mates' involvement in the missing girls' disappearances. They obviously weren't involved in Wilson's girl's disappearance, but the others mentioned to have worked with them... I had a feeling they were behind it. Not them, exactly, but their wildness. They'd be held accountable regardless. Their curse couldn't be blamed for the killings of past employees who defied their orders to observe curfew."Caspian didn't mean to be harsh," Asher said, his voice placating."I know," I muttered, pursing my lips. "You've seen me to

KAIDA "Trust the police to do their jobs. Not everything unfolds as predicted. They will apprehend him eventually, no matter how elusive he tries to be," Asher stated."But at whose expense?" I demanded. "Don't ignore this just because you're not directly affected, guys. Those poor girls could be me.""They could never be you," Caspian stated, his eyes blazing with intensity.Certainly, my protective mates would tear him apart before he could touch a single hair on my head. But they needed the motivation to help.If every hero and problem-solver shared their mentality – that they wouldn't get involved unless directly impacted – the world would be a far more terrible place."What if–?"Malachi hissed, interrupting me with a sharp glare.I swallowed the rest of my words, rising to my feet. "I don't think it's fair to turn a blind eye to the pain of others simply because you can't feel it. What does that say about you as Alphas, as leaders?""We're not their Alphas," Caspian clarified.

KAIDAThe door presented a formidable challenge. Despite their rusty appearance, the chains proved far more resilient than I had anticipated. I should have realized sooner that no part of this house could be underestimated. The walls, though weathered, had withstood the nightly transformations of the Ragnar brothers without fail.I struggled to break free from the chains, sawing at them relentlessly. My mistake was not attempting this on the night I discovered the door. However, I couldn't risk detection by the brothers then. The grating screech of metal on metal as I worked would have alerted them, leading them straight to me and exposing my intentions. Tonight, however, was the optimal time. With their minds completely consumed by the wildness, their consciousness of their surroundings utterly erased, they wouldn't perceive the loud noise I was making.I had only tested the weight of the barrier on the door after confirming it was indeed the exit from the property. I could already