Alpha's Shadow, Luna's Fire のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

Estelle's POVAt dusk, I summoned the pack to the training grounds for evening combat and agility drills. A cool breeze swept across the field, lifting the silver threads of the wolf insignia so they gleamed faintly in the rising moonlight.I paced the perimeter, assigning tasks and taking roll call as the warriors stood in disciplined formation. Then, in the distance, a familiar figure caught my eye—Cassius crossed the field at an unhurried pace, a young woman walking at his side. Her expression still carried a trace of irritation, her delicate features drawn tight, as though he had only just finished soothing her temper."Don't be angry," Cassius murmured, his voice touched with indulgent teasing.She leaned closer to him, her mood visibly easing, though a faintly arrogant smile lingered at the corner of her mouth.I stopped.They were close enough now that I couldn't pretend not to see them.The air seemed to congeal, light and shadow slicing the training ground into sharp, unforg

Estelle's POVThis sentence pierced me like a needle, striking the most fragile place inside my chest.—Ding.The elevator doors slid open.Blinding light flooded my vision.And then, in the very next instant, a familiar, savage pheromone hit me full force.Overpowering. Searing. Thick with restrained fury.I looked up.Cassius stood outside the elevator.The moment he saw me, his eyes darkened. Then his gaze shifted to the man standing across from me. It wasn't simple anger—it was an Alpha's instinctive alertness when faced with a rival.The air snapped tight around us."What are you doing?"Cassius's voice was glacial, stretched thin with barely restrained control.His eyes dropped to the narrow space between me and the other man. His pheromones flared, rolling outward with unmistakable possession.My wolf tensed instinctively—not out of fear, but because I felt myself being dragged back into a bond that had long ago exhausted me.I could feel it.Cassius was furious.It was declari

Estelle's POVI crossed to the sofa and deliberately chose the seat farthest from them.I released no scent at all, yet the temperature in the room seemed to drop several degrees.Among wolves, silence can cut deeper than pheromones.Melody practically glued herself to Cassius's side, wrapping both arms around his, her scent cloyingly sweet. "Cassius, shall we finish our chess game?"He frowned faintly and eased his arm from her grasp. His gaze, however, settled on me.That look—I knew it too well.Once, it had belonged to me. Now, it lingered out of nothing more than habit."Miss Miller, do you play chess?" Melody asked with a pleasant smile, though challenge edged her tone.I glanced at the board.Rosewood. Lacquered pieces.But the arrangement was childish—more like a training exercise for young wolves than a real match.Memories surfaced at the worst possible moment.Countless nights when Cassius had stayed up with me until dawn, playing game after game.He would deliberately let

Estelle's POVI turned toward the window, sarcasm threading through my voice."My new brother's."The air froze.The next second, Cassius lunged forward, like pure predator.He ripped the jacket off me. The window dropped, and the fabric disappeared into the rain-soaked night."Cassius!" I shoved the door open, trying to get out—But before I could move—His hand clamped around my wrist.It was too strong to resist.He yanked me back.The next instant, Cassius leaned down, trapping me against the seat, no explanation, no hesitation.His Alpha aura exploded.He kissed me, not gently, not softly.It was marking, possession, and a savage, territorial claim.I bit my lip hard, refusing to respond.My wolf resisted, fought.Cassius's hand cupped my jaw, forcing my lips apart.Breaths tangled.Pheromones collided.The air ignited.Even after he pulled back, my breathing remained uneven.His forehead rested against mine.His voice was hoarse, low, and dangerous. "Don't provoke me like this.

Estelle's POVThe wolf whined low deep within my mind.Each breath felt like sharp teeth scraping across my chest, raw and relentless. The shattered bond twitched within my nerves—like torn flesh, unhealed, being touched again and again.I couldn't return to the project office like this, nor let anyone smell the scent of my loss of control. Scandals between Alphas were humiliating enough—I wouldn't let myself look like a discarded she-wolf.I turned and walked away from the building.On the other end of the line, Amelia sensed something was wrong the moment I spoke."Estelle?" Her voice dropped. "Your breathing… it's off."She knows me too well. We grew up together in the pack; she knows I wouldn't shed a tear even if my bones were broken."I'm fine," I said, my wolf growling weakly in my mind.Amelia didn't believe me. "Where are you?"I gave her the address.She didn't ask more. "Wait for me."Her tone made me almost see her shift into combat mode—shoulders squared, breath held, pre