The Alpha's Chosen のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 161 - チャプター 169

FELIX My sister cries into my shoulder, and I hold her close. I don’t let go. I can feel how much this is hurting her, and it sits heavy in my chest. I brought her here, thinking I was saving her, but now I’m not so sure. Whoever she left behind… they clearly matter to her a lot.“We’ll get them back,” I say quietly. I push a calming touch into her, trying to ease the storm inside her.It takes a while, but her breathing slows. The tears stop. She pulls away, wiping her eyes with the back of her hand. She looks tired.I take a better look at her.She’s dressed nicely. Not just clean...well put together. The necklace I remember is still around her neck. Her hair is styled, not messy or neglected. Her makeup is done carefully.She looks… like someone who’s been taken care of.Like a model. Like someone important.Not like someone who’s been locked away and abused every day.But she’s still hurting. That much is clear.A thought hits me, sharp and uncomfortable.What if I got this

CALEB It still catches our Omega off guard, and I don’t think that will change anytime soon, but I’m not as dull as he likes to pretend. He has this idea of me in his head, something simple and steady. He doesn’t expect much beyond that.He would probably stare if he knew I was the one who suggested the welcome-home gift. Not something soft or familiar. Something new. Something we have never tried before. Something a little rougher. A little messier. Something that would stay on his mind after.Of course, Felix being Felix, he couldn’t leave it at that. He always adds something. Always pushes things a step further. He wanted to taste Damian on our mate’s body. That part wasn’t planned. None of us talked about it beforehand.The marks on her neck weren’t planned either.They just happened.If I asked him why, I already know the answer I’d get. A small shrug. A quiet look. He’d say it felt right, like that was enough to explain everything.I kneel in front of Zara now. The air ar

DAMIAN Naomi tucks her hair behind her ear before she begins. She pauses for a second, like she’s sorting through everything in her head and deciding what to say first.“The Conclave of Mystics needs you and Zara over at Granite Valley as soon as possible,” she says. Her voice stays steady, but there’s weight behind it. “They’re breaking the pack apart. A lot of people are being sent to counselling. After that, most of them will be moved into stronger, more stable packs. Some will be given the option to live like humans instead.”I nod slowly, taking that in piece by piece. It’s a lot, but it also feels expected after everything that happened there.“The youngest ones still in town want to join your pack,” she adds.“That makes sense,” I mutter, more to myself than to her. Then I frown, something not sitting right. “But don’t they want to stay with their parents?”Naomi gives a small, uneven smile, like she already thought about that question. “The youngest ones are nineteen. Their m

FELIX Teleporting always feels strange. One second we are standing in the bedroom. The next, we are on the dirt road that leads into Granite Valley.I only know this place from that one car ride to Marcus’s house. Still, when we step forward, something pulls at me. An old memory.I start moving before I think about it.I run down a narrow path between houses. It looks like it will lead into the woods, but it doesn’t.Instead, I step out into a field.My chest tightens.It is exactly the same. Just like the dreams. Just like I remember.Zara and Damian come up behind me. They stop and look around.The place is hidden. It feels like it sits deep in the woods, but it doesn’t. It is cut off in a quiet way, like the world forgot about it.“What is this place?” Zara asks.“I used to come here when I was a kid,” I say. “A lot of moms brought their kids here.”The memories are not clear. Faces blur. Voices fade. But the feeling stays.“I don’t think Marcus knew about it.”If he had, he would