THE HUMAN LUNA SOLD TO THE SUPREME ALPHA のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 31 - チャプター 40

POV: AIRYSMy hands trembled slightly as I freed myself from his grip.“Impatience is a strong trait of Alphas,” I breathed softly, trying to regain control. “We can play in front of the fireplace. It’s getting cold.”I stepped away, feeling his heavy gaze on my back. He followed me unhurriedly, holding the bottle. I settled on the fluffy rug, its ivory color contrasting with my dark clothes. I took the bottle and placed it in the center.Daimon sat down across from me, leaning against the sofa, and opened a bottle of whiskey. The amber liquid filled the glasses. I gave him a questioning look.“Are there any rules in your game that prevent drinking alcohol?” His tone carried sarcasm.“No.” I sighed, picking up my glass and taking a quick sip. The taste burned my throat. “But it doesn’t seem fair, since Lupine has a fast metabolism and doesn't get drunk easily.”A spark of amusement flashed in his eyes before he leaned his body toward me.“Is your intention to get me drunk, little one?

POV: DAIMONOn impulse, she leaned in and kissed me—full of anxiety, desperation, and desire. I growled against her full lips as I felt her body move over mine, pressing herself against me.“Bold… determined…” Fenrir purred in delight. “So is ours.”She panted against my mouth, nibbling my lower lip and sucking the blood when she nicked it lightly. I opened my eyes and met hers—intense, sparkling golden, vibrant, almost wild.I slid one hand to the back of her neck, pulling her hair, while the other gripped her waist, drawing her even closer. Our breathing grew rapid, both of us panting, unwilling to pull away.Damn it. If this bold little human kept going like this, I wouldn’t be able to keep control.“Let her have us!” my wolf roared in my mind. “She wants us. She craves this.”“She’s sad and confused,” I growled back mentally. “It won’t be like this.”In one swift movement, I flipped her onto the floor, pinning her wrists above her head and positioning myself over her warm, goosebu

POV: DAIMONThe little prey walked silently behind us, avoiding any eye contact. The sound of her footsteps was light, almost inaudible, but her sweet scent surrounded and intoxicated us.“I didn’t think her silence would bother me more than when she wouldn’t stop talking,” Fenrir growled, his voice crawling through my mind with a tone of boredom and irritation. “I think we broke her.”I huffed impatiently and glanced over my shoulder to watch her. The way she kept her head down and her fists clenched stirred something between disdain and provocation in me.“Humans can’t be this fragile,” I muttered, contempt dripping from my voice.“Apparently they can,” Fenrir yawned mockingly. “We should have slept beside her instead of staying at her feet in my wolf form.”I rolled my eyes. My beast’s insistence on staying close to the little rabbit was starting to irritate me.“This is your fault,” I replied dryly. “Sticking to her like a shadow only made her more skittish.”Fenrir laughed—a hoar

POV: AIRYSThe sound of growls mixed with the crunch of snow under his erratic movements. Then, right before my eyes, he transformed. Where there had once been a ferocious wolf, now there was a man kneeling in the snow. He didn’t look much older than me. His hands covered his destroyed eyes as he screamed in pain.“You blinded me!” he roared, his voice filled with hatred and agony. “You bitch, I’m going to kill you. I’m going to skin you alive and—”Before he could finish, Daimon moved. Fast and merciless. His hand wrapped around the man’s head, and his claws sank deep. With one single motion, he crushed his skull as if it were nothing.“Disgraceful,” the Alpha roared, his voice dripping with contempt.My heart raced. My eyes widened as I took in the scene behind him. Mangled bodies lay scattered across the blood-stained snow. Severed limbs, enemies torn apart without mercy. Only one was still moving—moaning and crying, dragging himself legless, leaving a scarlet trail as he tried to

POV: AIRYSYou know that voice screaming in your head to pull away? The one warning you that it’s dangerous, that he can’t be trusted, that you’re going to get hurt?Well, my mind failed miserably. All it took was one look into Daimon’s eyes for me to get completely lost…I kissed him.I kept my gaze locked on his, waiting for an answer, trying to decipher the beast everyone feared. Even me. But there was something more in him. Something beyond the wild and brutal.“I’m a man who is far too dangerous to get involved with,” his voice came out hoarse and calm, yet filled with absolute certainty. “Incapable of loving the way you want to be loved.”My eyebrows rose, my chest tightening with something I didn’t want to acknowledge. I felt my face burn, my body reacting before my mind could even process his words.I tried to rise, to pull away, but I wasn’t fast enough.His firm hand slid to my waist while the other rested on my neck, his fingers marking my skin with authority. He held me th