The Lycan Twins Runaway Mate のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

I was drowning in heat, the kind that didn't burn but melted.That was the first thing I felt. Then I felt lips brush against mine. In my dream, I woke up to the familiar weight of a body hovering over mine. I looked up and saw Ford, his honey-brown eyes dark with a hunger that made my toes curl into the silk sheets. He leaned down, his lips brushing against mine before moving to my neck, his stubble grazing my sensitive skin."Hey, baby," he murmured, his voice a husky vibration that settled deep in my core. "Been waiting for you to wake up.""Hey, baby," I moaned back, my fingers tangling in his hair, pulling him closer as his hand found my breast. He flicked his thumb over my nipple, the friction sending a jolt of lightning straight to my crotch. I arched into him, a soft whimper escaping me.I lifted my head slightly, my pulse quickening as a second set of lips, cool and firm, kissed a path up the inside of my thighs. My breath hitched, but I didn't pull away. I looked past Ford

Keren’s POV“People of Silver Moon,” Ford began, his tone authoritative and grand as he stepped forward. “Five years ago, we lost something important to the balance of this pack.”The room shifted, their attention sharpening as they focused on me where I stood behind the twins, Maverick’s hand gripped tight in mine. Silas and the other Elders sat in the carved wooden chairs behind us, their faces like stone. While Ajax, their beta stood off to the side. “And today,” he continued, “Today is a day of restoration. We are honored to announce the return of our Luna Keren Vale, whom we are so glad to have back within our walls.”The applause that followed was brittle, mechanical, and lacking any real enthusiasm. Most of the pack members looked at me with a mix of suspicion and lingering resentment. To them, I was still the human who had betrayed their secrets to the Council.And in a blink of an eye, I was back on this very stage five years ago with my heart pounding in my chest as Fo

Keren’s POVThe morning air at the Silver Moon compound was crisp, but the heat radiating from the two men flanking me was enough to make the back of my neck sweat. We were walking toward the training grounds, a sprawling field of packed dirt and obstacle courses where the warriors spent their dawn hours.I had decided to stop being a ghost. Hiding in the guest suite was defensive; moving among the pack was offensive."You're quiet this morning, Keren," Ford said, his voice hopeful. He walked closer to me than usual, his shoulder occasionally brushing mine. Every time it happened, that familiar, unwanted fire licked at my skin.I didn't answer him. Instead, I turned my head slightly toward Fabian. "I was just thinking about the library," I said, my voice softening just enough to be noticeable. "I want to spend more time there. I feel like I missed so much of the pack’s history. I want to understand your world better, Fabian."I saw the way Fabian’s green eyes lit up. He reached out, h

Keren’s POVThe air in the basement was thick with the scent of ozone and something metallic, a sharp, copper tang that clung to the back of my throat. I was walking down a corridor I had never seen before, located in the deep, restricted underbelly of the Silver Moon compound.In my dream, I was nineteen again. My heart was a frantic bird against my ribs. I remember the guard…. his name was Thomas, a man with a jagged scar across his brow telling me that Ford was waiting for me here. He had said Ford wanted to surprise me after our argument that morning. I had been so eager for peace, so desperate for a sign that he still loved me, that I didn't question why we were heading into the dark.The walls were damp, sweating with moisture. It was creepy, the kind of stillness that felt like a predator holding its breath. I was about to turn back, my hand already on the cold stone of the archway, when I heard it.A whimper. Then a scream that sounded like a soul being torn in half.I moved

Fabian’s POVThe morning air was biting, a cold lung-full of mountain mist that usually helped me clear the cobwebs of the night. I was on my third mile around the residential hub of the Silver Moon compound, my boots hitting the gravel in a steady, rhythmic thrum. My wolf was restless, pacing behind my ribs, still vibrating from the pride I’d felt watching Maverick send that bully flying.I rounded the corner near the warrior barracks, slowing my pace as I approached a group of teenagers loitering near the training racks. They didn't see me coming—my scent was downwind—and their voices carried clearly through the crisp air."Did you hear?" one of the boys whispered, leaning against a wooden post. "Alpha Ford cheated on her. That’s the real reason she vanished five years ago.""Shut up, no way," a girl replied, her eyes wide. "Alpha Ford? He’s practically a monk. He hasn't looked at a woman since she left.""I'm telling you, the Luna said it herself! She told him right there in the li