Breaking the Alpha's curse のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 111 - チャプター 120

Alpha Liam's POV The silence that came after my words was dangerously fragile. Elder Thorne stared at me like his mind refused to accept reality. While Aria looked like she had truly seen a ghost crawl out of a grave.Honestly, a part of me enjoyed their reactions.After everything they had done… After taking over my house… After spreading news of my death… They deserved this fear.“You look disappointed,” I said calmly, stepping further into the hall. “Were you hoping the fire would finish the job?”Aria recovered first. “You were supposed to be dead.”I smiled coldly. “And yet here I am… Alive.”The fear in her eyes quickly transformed into anger, confusion and panic.Elder Thorne finally straightened, forcing composure back into himself.“You survived,” he said carefully.“No thanks to you.”“You accuse too quickly.”I almost laughed.“Do you really want to pretend now?” I asked. “After blowing up your own house?”“That explosion was unfortunate.”“Unfortunate?” I repeated with d

Jane's POV “I’m here,” I choked out. “I’m right here. You have to stay with me.”Her fingers trembled against mine and a faint smile played on her pale lips. Despite the pain, she still looked at me calmly like she had already accepted that dying like this was her fate. “I’m fine,” she said weakly.I stared at her in disbelief.Fine?How could she say she was fine when her blood was literally soaking into my hands?“You’re not fine,” I cried, my voice cracking painfully. “You’re hurt!”Her lips curved slightly into a tired smile. And that smile only made my chest ache harder.“I should have done more,” she whispered softly.I shook my head immediately. “No…”“For Aria,” she continued, her breathing uneven now. “I kept hoping she would change on her own… but I didn’t do enough to guide her back.”Aria remained frozen. For once in her life, she looked small and broken. It was as if the cruelty and power that blinded her had finally left her. Josephine slowly turned her eyes toward h

Alpha Liam's POV “Jane!”She didn’t stop walking.Her pace wasn’t fast, but it wasn’t slow either. It was the kind of walk people used when they were trying not to fall apart in front of others.“Jane,” I called again.Still nothing. Not even a glance.I quickened my steps despite the sharp pain burning through my injuries. Every movement reminded me that my body still hadn’t fully recovered from the explosion and the journey back. But none of that mattered right now because only she did.“Jane, wait.”She kept going, causing frustration to mix with guilt inside my chest.A few hours ago, all I wanted was to see her again. To hold her. To tell her I survived. To tell her I came back for her. Instead, everything had turned into a nightmare.Josephine was dead. My house was stained with blood. And Jane looked at me like I was a part of her tragedy instead of her salvation.Finally, I caught up with her near the corridor leading toward the eastern wing. Without thinking, I grabbed her

Jane's POV The room smelled of herbs, warm water, and death.No matter how many flowers the maids brought in, no matter how many scented candles burned at the corners of the room, nothing could erase that heavy feeling hanging in the air. The feeling that someone important was gone forever.Josephine’s body rested quietly on the long wooden table in front of me, covered halfway with a white cloth. Her silver-streaked hair had been brushed neatly away from her face, and her hands rested peacefully against her stomach as if she was only asleep after a long day.But she wasn’t sleeping.No matter how many times I stared at her chest, it never rose.Carefully, I dipped the cloth into the bowl of warm water beside me and wrung it gently before wiping the dried blood from her fingers. My hands trembled so badly that water dripped everywhere. “I’m sorry,” I whispered again, though I had already said it a thousand times.I was sorry for not stopping her. I was sorry for letting her walk int

Alpha Liam's POV There was something about running away from a problem to find temporary peace in solitude. That was the idea I had when I walked away from Jane. But the moment I opened the door to my study, the first thing that hit me was the scent that did not belong there.My jaw tightened immediately.Dysebel was standing beside one of the large shelves near the fireplace, casually running her fingers across the spines of my books like she owned the place already. I thought I had started seeing things but the moment she turned, I knew I was seeing reality, not imagination. “You have quite the collection,” she said calmly, as though she had every right to stand in my private space.I shut the door behind me harder than necessary.“What are you doing here?”“Getting familiar with the house,” she said with a smile that really got on my nerves. “This isn’t a guest lodge,” I said flatly.Dysebel tilted her head slightly, completely unbothered by my tone.“I know.”“Then why are yo