THE HUMAN LUNA SOLD TO THE SUPREME ALPHA のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 141 - チャプター 150

POV: ORION“Orion,” Alec called me in a low voice, almost a whisper. His feet swung nervously under the van seat, and his yellowish eyes were fixed on the floor. “I had the dream again… about that big wolf. He was in the middle of the forest, with eyes red as blood… he was howling at us. He seemed… sad and furious at the same time. I think Mom needs to know.” I squeezed his hand slowly. Furthermore, I always did that when the scent of his fear grew stronger, and thicker. A fear that clung to our skin. His touch was ice-cold, and he was trembling a little. “You know Mom isn’t doing well,” I murmured firmly, trying to hide the tightness in my own chest. “It was just another nightmare, Alec. That’s all. You don’t need to be scared.” “Orion” Theron joined the conversation, looking at me sideways with that challenging gaz

POV: ORIONWe sat on the floor in silence, leaning against the cold wall of the under-renovation floor. Our bodies were still trembling a little from the earlier commotion. I could hear Alec’s rapid breathing, and the way Theron kept clenching his fingers showed he was tense too, even though he tried to hide it.Without saying a word, we looked at each other. I reached out and removed the necklace from my neck, feeling my skin burn slightly where the leather had been tight. Theron did the same, and Alec hesitated for a second before taking his off. We placed the necklaces in the middle of us on the dusty floor, and then I firmly interlaced our hands.We stayed there, breathing deeply. Waiting.Nothing happened.I raised an eyebrow and let out a sigh of relief. I smiled slightly, trying to ease the tension.“It’s just a silly, smelly necklace they make us wear,” Theron grumbled, wrinkling his nose. “I bet it does

POV: AIRYSI screamed, slamming my fist hard on the table. The crash echoed through the room—a sharp crack, wood creaking under the impact. A feral growl escaped from deep in my throat. My chest heaved, rising and falling unevenly. My pulse throbbed at the back of my neck. My muscles were tense, ready to snap. “The patient was open on the table… You couldn’t just leave...” she tried to justify herself, but her voice was insignificant compared to what I was feeling. “They’re my sons, damn it!” I exploded again, shaking my head, my eyes filling with tears. I gripped the back of the chair tightly, as if it could anchor me. “I should have been with them! I should have protected them! He’s not going to take them like this… he won’t!” “What are you saying, Airys?” Jaqueline stood up suddenly, looking worried and trying to calm me

POV: AIRYS“Run away? What does being with you have to do with my sons?” I asked, confused, my heart pounding hard and uneven. “What did you do to them?! Where are they?! Tell me, Colen, for everything you still feel! They must be terrified!” My voice broke. My eyes filled with tears again. A suffocating despair swallowing me whole. I stepped forward, grabbing his shirt tightly. “Please, I’m begging you… tell me where they are.” His eyes widened at my approach. For a second, I saw the hesitation. I saw the man he had pretended to be. Then… he pulled me in. His hands grabbed my waist and pressed me hard against his body. He took a deep breath, right at my neck, inhaling my scent like an obsessed madman. “You still drive me crazy… even now,” he whispered again

POV: DAIMONBlack dress, tight, hugging her curves as if it had been molded directly onto her body. The side slit revealed the pale skin of her thigh, inviting. The subtle neckline delicately outlined her breasts in a way that was both elegant and provocative. Her loose brown hair, lightly wavy, fell naturally down her back, while a black mask hid part of her face, revealing only her eyes... green, intense, expressive. An absurd contrast with her red lips that seemed drawn for damnation. I tilted my head slightly, resting my elbow on the arm of the throne and my chin on my hand, while my fingers wandered distractedly over my lips, wet with whiskey. My brow furrowed. She walked as if the world around her didn’t matter. The click of her heels marked the floor with elegance and precision. There was something in her gaze. Fiery. Determined. I noticed the slight shiver that ran through her body when our eyes met. I smiled at the corn