Disguised Before The Alpha Prince のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 21 - チャプター 30

PearlDemyan was fast asleep. This is my chance to leave. I cannot stay here any longer. He was still holding my hand tightly. I smiled as I looked at him. I slowly tugged a few strands of his hair near his ear. He looked so elegant while he slept—I felt like hugging and kissing him, but I needed to hold myself back. I cannot allow myself to cross those lines of feeling.Earlier, we went to visit the temple. Only mates were allowed to light a candle and make a wish together. I couldn’t believe I had walked through those sacred doors beside him, pretending to be his mate. The temple was beautiful—moonlit walls carved with stories of the Moon Goddess and her chosen pairs. As we stepped in, the priestess handed us a single candle and guided us to the altar. I could barely breathe with how close Demyan stood beside me. His presence made my heart ache, especially when our hands touched while lighting that candle. I had closed my eyes and made a silent wish but not for myself. I wished for

PearlI slowly opened my eyes—the pain was sharp and overwhelming. My limbs felt heavy, and a dull ache pulsed at my side. As I shifted slightly, trying to make sense of my surroundings, I noticed a woman sitting beside me with a damp cloth in her hand. She smiled gently as she saw me stir.“Don’t try to move,” she said softly, easing me back down with a gentle hand. “Your stitches will open if you strain yourself.”I blinked at her, trying to focus. Her voice was soothing, like a warm breeze on a cold morning.Where was I?This room… the clean bedding, the faint scent of herbs… it wasn’t anywhere familiar.She placed the cool cloth on my forehead, dabbing gently. “You’re safe now,” she whispered.Safe.The word echoed in my mind, but all I could feel was confusion.Who is she? Why is she being so kind to me?As if reading my thoughts, she offered a calming smile. “My name is Seren. I’m a healer. You were brought to me after… after you were found.”“Found?” I rasped.She nodded slowly

DEMYAN The moon was high, casting an eerie glow over the forest floor. It didn’t take long before we spotted the remnants of a small camp—charred wood, broken crates, a dark patch of dried blood.Karl knelt by the ashes, brushing his fingers against the soot. “They were here. Not more than a day ago.”“Then they’re close,” I muttered, scanning the surrounding woods. Something felt off. Too quiet.Suddenly, a faint rustle echoed from beyond the trees.Both of us froze.Karl drew his weapon. I did the same.From the shadows emerged a young boy—no older than fifteen—his hands raised in surrender. He looked terrified, his clothes ragged and stained.“I–I didn’t mean to get involved,” he stammered. “They made me do it.”I narrowed my eyes. “Who?”“The rogues,” he said, breathless. “They’re not just attacking you… they’re after someone. A girl.”My blood ran cold.“They think she’s hiding something important. Something that belongs to them.”Before I could question him further, a sharp whi

PearlI don’t know how I got here. The room was bathed in gold and amber light, a fire crackling in the hearth, its warmth licking at my skin. I was wrapped in fur—soft, luxurious, almost sinful. My heart thundered in my chest.Then I saw him.Demyan.He stood across the room, the shadows hugging his tall frame, the soft fabric of his shirt clinging to his body—unlaced just enough to reveal a hint of the sculpted strength beneath. His eyes—those golden, burning eyes—were fixed on me like I was his prey. Or maybe… something he’d already claimed.“You keep running, little wolf,” he said, voice rough and low, “but your scent always leads you back to me.”My breath caught. His presence overwhelmed me, suffocated me in the best way. “You shouldn’t be here,” I whispered, even though my body betrayed me, aching for him.He moved closer. I couldn’t breathe.“I’ve always known it was you, Pearl,” he murmured. “No one else makes my blood burn like this.”Before I could speak, his hands were on

Demyan POVI’ve never been drawn to any man before…not like this. Perin is different. Gentle yet strong, secretive but honest in ways that disarm me. And the way he looks at me when he thinks I’m not watching—it unsettles something buried in my chest.I sighed, stepping back into the cabin. The door creaked open.There they were—Rowan, Killian, and Perin—sitting together, heads bent over their notes, talking quietly as they studied for the upcoming test.But my eyes found him instantly.Perin.His lashes dipped low as he concentrated, one hand tapping against the page, the other clutching a pencil too tightly. He looked up when he sensed me, our gazes locking for a second that felt like an eternity.And just like that… the confusion came crashing back.I walked inside slowly, heart thudding, wondering if I would ever be able to look at him the same again.Because even now—even now—I couldn't look away.I sat back in my chair, trying to focus on the scroll in front of me, but my eyes k