Rejected Luna of The Cursed Alpha のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 31 - チャプター 40

Aria’s POV“You have an ancient bloodline.” The words hung in the air, but I couldn’t accept that.I looked into Mother Elara’s eyes, trying to figure out whether she had made a mistake.“M… Mother, what did you just say?”“An ancient bloodline.” She spoke with the same tone of voice and without using extra volume. Her only reaction was to look at me seriously.I laughed quietly. Not out of joy, but out of necessity. “No, no, that is impossible.” I shook my head. “I was always human.I grew up as a human.” I kept looking from one person to the other. “I worked as a maid before. I can’t even defend myself properly!” I looked at her and then at King Draven, hoping that either of them would confirm that it was all a misunderstanding.They did not.Mother Elara pushed her chair to me and sat in front of me.“Is that the reason the rogue became powerless when they attacked me when I left Valemont?” My gaze stayed on Mother Elara looking for answers like they were on her face.“Aria,” she wh

Draven’s POVThe door shut gently after Aria. For a while, none of those present in the room uttered anything. My gaze did not leave the door from which Aria had vanished.She came looking for some answers.She left bearing a weight she had never requested.It was not hard to decipher the fear in her eyes. She tried to conceal it as much as she tried concealing the trembling of her hands, but I noticed both of these.She was scared.Not of the wolves.Not of me.She was scared of herself.I could relate to that better than anyone else.Having spent years struggling with the curse that made me see my own body as an enemy, I know what it feels like to be afraid of something that dwells inside you.But...There was one thing that made us different from each other. I knew what was haunting me.She did not.A sigh shattered the stillness.Mother Elara slowly resumed her seat. “I wish I could tell her under better circumstances.”“Me too,” I responded.The chief healer crossed his arms. “I

Kael's POVBreakfast was already set when I entered the dining hall. Serena was wearing a deep emerald dress that suited her very well.She rose as I approached. "I've asked the cook to make your favorite."I looked around the table. Everything was perfectly arranged.Roasted meat.Fresh bread.Fruit.Tea."Thank you."She smiled brightly.We started eating and she talked in between. I listened and answered if it was required. But all of my thoughts were somewhere else.The maid approached us, holding the teapot.She first poured some into Serena's cup.And then into mine.I drank some tea.It was sweeter than usual.Unconsciously, I muttered some words."Aria..."Everyone went silent in an instant.The maid froze.Serena looked at me. "What about Aria?"I blinked. For a split of a second, I had no idea what was the reason for me saying her name, I just knew she always made sure my tea was to my taste.Every morning.Without exception.But then I looked down at the cup.Aria always re

Aria’s POVToday’s morning was different, the sun beamed through the closed curtain while I stretched on my bed. I knew this morning was different because today made it a month since I gave birth to my little Leo.He is not so little anymore.But I wouldn’t be able to tell because it has been exactly three weeks since he had last been in my arms.Since I had last smelt him.Three weeks since he had been in my every dream, holding me tight and then crying when I was about to leave.I wondered if anyone over there would celebrate such a milestone with him. Kael should.Kael.The thoughts of him bring anger to my chest. I do not want to hate him, I have never hated anyone in my life.But the thought of hating him seems justified.He separated me from my lovely child.He set me up to be separated from my child.“Happy one month, my sweet baby,” I whispered as I stood from the bed.Within a few minutes, I had tidied up the room. I had refused to be tidied after, I was treated like a guest

My lips touched his once.And again.As if neither of us believed that first brush would be real enough. The warm rush of his breath over my skin made my heart trip. Mine got stuck in my throat. I should have walked away.I knew I should have.Everything that made sense told me to move away before we both went too far and there was no turning back.But instead, my eyelids fell shut only to open up when he leaned away, taking his lips with him.Our eyes stayed on each other’s.Asking.Waiting.No response. But before I knew what was happening again, we were kissing again. I couldn't tell whether it had been him or me who had leaned in.What I knew was that when our lips met the second time, it wasn't a fleeting thing anymore. Soon enough, the gentle touch of his lips on mine turned into something more forceful, something that left me feeling sore in ways I had never felt before.It was a moist kiss, one that slid against my mouth.It was slow.Cautious.As if we were discovering somet