THE SHATTERED WHITE WOLF のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 5

AISHAThe heavy silver tray burned my raw fingers, but I didn't dare drop it. I wiped the sweat from my forehead with my sleeve and looked out the kitchen window. The sun was long gone, and the Blue Wing pack house was quiet.I just needed to finish scrubbing the floors, and then I could go home. I needed tonight’s pay. My two younger brothers, Leo and Toby, were waiting for me. They needed food on the table, and Toby’s school fees were due next week. For them, I could swallow any insult. For them, I could pretend to be just a useless, weak Omega.Nobody knew my real truth. They just saw a poor girl in oversized clothes. They didn't know that underneath the dirt and the drab dye I used to stain my hair, I was the last surviving White Wolf. “Hide it, Aisha,” my mother’s dying words always echoed in my mind. “If the Luna ever sees your white fur, she will kill you out of jealousy. Stay small. Stay hidden.”So, I stayed small. Even when Luna Mabel treated me like dirt under her expensive

AISHAI walked through the thick, unfamiliar woods like a mad wolf. My heart was a heavy block of pure pain, and my eyes were permanently red from crying, dust, and sleepless nights. This was the seventh day I had been wandering alone in the deep forest. Seven days with no food, no shelter, and no change of clothes.I didn't care about my appearance. Whenever I stumbled upon a small stream, I only squatted down to cup the cold water in my hands to drink, or quickly washed my body if the smell of dried blood and sweat became too much to bear. I hadn't eaten a single scrap of food in a week, but strangely, I wasn't hungry. The dark, burning desire for revenge inside me was enough to keep my body moving.As the sun began to dip below the trees on the seventh evening, the dense bushes suddenly cleared. Ahead of me, in a wide valley, stood rows of heavy black tents.I stopped in my tracks. This must be another pack, I assumed, my mind working slowly through the exhaustion. At this point, m

AISHAThe echo of Samson’s threat of war rang in my ears all night. I couldn't let that happen. I didn’t want a war between Alpha Samson and myself. He was a good man who was simply blinded by the lies of a monster. The real war was between myself and Mabel, and she was the only one who deserved to bleed.To stop this madness, I knew I had to handle it myself. I decided to pay Samson a secret visit. Alpha Damian wouldn't know a thing about it; ours was a marriage of convenience, and we did not sleep in the same room. He stayed in his grand master suite, and I stayed in the guest wing.The next night, under the cover of darkness, I slipped out of the Black Star palace. I moved swiftly through the woods, heading back to my birth pack. Oh, I knew my way around every tree, fence, and guard route of the Blue Wing territory. Slinking past the perimeter patrols was easy for a White Wolf. I sneaked into the main pack house through the servant's entrance and made my way up to the private study