The Lycan King's forgotten Goddess のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 41 - チャプター 50

The storm grew worse the deeper they traveled into the mountains.Snow buried the narrow paths beneath thick layers of ice while freezing wind tore through armor and skin alike. The wolves following Eros had stopped speaking hours ago. Not because they were tired.Because every man there could feel it.Something waited inside those mountains.Something old enough to make even monsters uneasy.Dylan rode beside Eros quietly for most of the journey before finally speaking. “You know this could be exactly what they want.”Eros kept his eyes ahead. “I know.”“They took her to lure you there.”“I know.”“And you’re still going.”That finally earned him a glance.“She’s there.”Simple answer.Dylan looked away after that because there was nothing left to argue against. The moment Freya disappeared, logic stopped mattering to Eros. Nothing else existed now except finding her.Far ahead beneath layers of mountain and stone, Freya sat curled near the edge of her chamber while silver chains glo

The celestial realm had never felt suffocating before.Lealla walked through endless silver halls while divine light reflected across polished marble beneath her feet. The palace above the heavens was beautiful in the way all immortal things were beautiful—perfect, untouched, cold.Today it felt unbearable.Every servant lowered their gaze as she passed. Every guard looked tense. News traveled quickly among immortals, and lately her name had become impossible to separate from whispers.Earth.The Lycan King.Disobedience.Lealla ignored all of it and continued toward the council chamber with her chin lifted high even though anxiety twisted painfully inside her chest.The enormous doors opened before she reached them.The moment she stepped inside, silence swallowed the room.Celestial elders sat surrounding a circular chamber carved from silver crystal while divine energy pulsed faintly through the air around them. Her parents stood near the center already waiting for her.None of the

The heavens had never felt this cold before. Lealla stood in the middle of shattered celestial chains while silver light flickered weakly beneath her skin, and for the first time since her creation, she looked small inside the endless gardens of the divine realm. The elders surrounded her from every direction now. No one shouted anymore. No one argued. That somehow made everything worse because silence meant they had already understood she was truly going to leave.Her mother stepped toward her first. Tears trembled in her eyes though she tried hiding them with dignity. “Please think carefully before you destroy your life over someone who cannot stay beside you forever.”Lealla looked at her helplessly because hearing pain in her mother’s voice hurt more than the chains ever could. “Why does everyone keep calling this destruction?” she whispered. “Why is loving him treated like something shameful?”“Because love is not enough,” one elder answered sharply.Lealla laughed softly then, b

Lealla woke slowly to the sound of fire crackling nearby and for one soft, terrifying second, she forgot everything.The heavens.The chains.Her mother crying.The moment eternity was ripped away from her.Then reality returned all at once.Human.The word settled heavily inside her chest as she opened her eyes toward the dim warmth of Eros’s chambers. Snow still battered against the tall windows outside while pale morning light slipped through the curtains quietly. The fire had burned lower during the night, leaving the room wrapped in gold and shadows.And Eros was still there.Lealla stared at him silently from the bed.He sat near the fireplace with one arm resting across the chair beside him, dark clothes still wrinkled from yesterday, exhaustion carved deeply into his face. At some point during the night he must have fallen asleep sitting there instead of leaving her alone.The sight hurt her heart in the gentlest way possible.Because nobody had ever stayed for her before.Not

Freya woke with grief trapped inside her lungs. For several long seconds she could not separate herself from the memories. Lealla’s emotions still clung to her skin like they belonged there. The warmth of Eros’s hands. The way his voice softened only for her. The quiet devotion inside his eyes every time he looked at the woman who gave up eternity just to stay beside him. It all remained so vivid that Freya’s chest physically hurt beneath the weight of it. She sat upright too quickly, breathing unevenly while cold sweat covered her skin. The stone chamber around her slowly came back into focus, but her heart refused to return with it. Part of her still stood inside those memories watching Lealla smile at Eros like he was worth losing heaven for. And maybe he had been.That realization unsettled her more than anything else.Freya pressed trembling fingers against her chest and closed her eyes tightly. Now she finally understood why Eros could never let go of her memory. It was never ob