Call me Mom :Mated to my EX's Alpha Father のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 91 - チャプター 100

Juliette’s point of view.“You…” Dante yelled, his voice a guttural roar of pure rage as he yanked the silver pin from his thigh with a wet, sickening sound. Blood spurted fresh from the wound, staining the forest floor dark, but he didn’t falter for long. In an instant, his body rippled and contorted, bones cracking and reforming as he shifted into his wolf form—a massive, snarling beast with matted black fur and eyes glowing like embers in the night. He lunged after me, claws tearing into the earth, hot breath panting behind me as I sprinted through the underbrush.Lucian turned almost immediately, his movements a blur of lethal grace. He met Dante head-on, transforming mid-stride into his wolf—a towering silver-gray monster of raw power, muscles rippling under sleek fur, fangs bared in a savage snarl. He charged forward and rammed into Dante with the force of a battering ram, their bodies colliding in a thunderous crash that shook the ground beneath my feet.It all happened so fa

Lucian’s point of view.I watched Juliette sleeping peacefully, her chest rising and falling in soft, even rhythms that made my heart clench. My fingers threaded gently through her hair, silk-soft strands slipping over my skin. I've always wondered how other responsible alphas got so utterly smitten by their mates and wives, so consumed they made irrational choices, like starting wars over a stolen glance or defying pack law for one night alone. I almost laughed now, recalling how I'd scoffed at them in council meetings, swearing I'd never fall into that trap. My heart wasn’t made for such weakness, I'd claimed. I'd always think with my brain, cold logic over foolish emotion.What a lie. Both my fucking brain, heart, and mind were filled with her—Juliette, my mate, my everything. Goddess knows just how much I wanted to rip apart anyone who'd ever hurt her, even in the slightest. Dante with his filthy hands on her neck, I'd tear them limb from limb if I could, bathe in their blood j

Cordelia’s point of view.“Thank you for coming…” I forced a smile as I welcomed everyone to my husband’s birthday party, the words tasting like ash on my tongue, without feeling an ounce of happiness. What a foolish party!The grand hall echoed with hollow laughter and clinking goblets, but inside, I was unraveling. If I’d known becoming Luna would trap me in this misery, I’d have run the other way, straight back to my old life, scandal be damned. All that scheme and this is what I landed myself in. A poor pack with an immature alpha.Not only is my husband a fool, but an incompetent one who couldn’t control his own daughter, let alone a pack. Juliette, that ungrateful wretch, had the audacity to claw back every coin of her mother’s fortune, leaving us stripped bare.Such a fool, he couldn’t even manage his own money, kept dipping into his dead wife’s coffers like a beggar at a feast. And now? We’re worse off than peasants, unable to afford a proper meal without selling our souls.

Cordelia’s point of view My cheeks ached from all the fake smiles I'd plastered on during the gathering. The second we were out of sight, I dropped the act. Juliette glided beside me, every step dripping with grace and elegance, like she was actual royalty. I hated how she fitted so well in the midst of other Luna while I had to stand in the freaking corner with a fake smile. All of these should have been mine’My nails dug into my palms. If this were before, I'd have grabbed her by the hair and dragged her for daring to show off in front of me. But now? I had to bow to this bitch—all because she'd married an older man. Tsk. I'd initially thought the old man, Lucian, wouldn't last long. He's impotent and frail, after all. Why isn't he dead yet? I wanted him gone so Caleb could make Juliette suffer like she deserved. But no—not only was Lucian treating her well, now Caleb was too. All polite, like the ideal alpha. I bit the side of my cheek hard, tasting blood. This wasn't going ac

Martha’s point of view.I stood at the far end of Luna Cordelia's room, half-hidden in the shadows, watching her argue with her husband. The air was thick with their usual venom, and I kept still, listening. I doubt if they even remembered I’m here but again, this wasn’t the first time it was happening. Half the maids were already used to their yelling, we just passed by and pretended we didn’t see anything.“I threw this whole banquet just to get something real from Lucian and that bastard of a daughter. Not only did he snub us, but Juliette handed me this worthless gift on purpose. She wanted to poke at me, make me snap.”“What did you expect?” the luna shot back, her voice dripping with scorn. “I’ve told you a hundred times to rein her in. Now look—she’s a Luna, and she doesn’t even respect her own father.”Cordelia laughed, a sharp, mocking sound right in his face. It hit him like a slap, and his eyes bulged with fresh rage.“As if your daughter’s any prize,” he snarled. “You two