Rejected Luna of The Cursed Alpha のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 41 - チャプター 50

The heavy oak door to my chambers opened inward with a muted click of well-oiled hinges, revealing the figure standing in the threshold. Moonlight pouring through high windows illuminated dust motes dancing in the air as they settled upon the shape of the woman standing in the door frame. The woman was Aria. The fragrance of her preceded her. It was of torn leaves of mint, wet earth, and sickeningly sweet night-blooming jasmine from the garden of herbs. The silk robe seemed to adhere to her skin and flow like water in sunlight across the white curve of her breasts and down to her thighs.I lay there, gasping for breath as I waited for her to come to me across the room. It was freezing to the touch, the stone floor of the room, but she stepped as if she had walked upon moss. Her approach was silent, as the only sounds that could be heard were the pounding of my heart as I looked up at her. There was something that happened to us today that passed some line between us at the touching o

Aria’s POVThree days had passed since the kiss in the herb garden.Three days full of confusion.Again and again, I convinced myself that it was nothing more than an incident that neither of us had expected. Something that had happened because of stolen glances, awkward silences, and standing way too close to each other.Maybe if I told myself that enough times, I could make myself believe it. Unfortunately, it looked like my heart did not agree with my words. Every morning when I woke up, the same memory would wait for me even before I opened my eyes.His hand on my waist.His breath near me.His lips on mine.Like my mind decided that whatever I would experience throughout the day, the first memory I deserved was the memory of him.I tried to bury myself in work and hoped that exhaustion would help me keep my thoughts in check.It did not work.Each herb that I would sort would remind me of the herb garden where the incident had occurred.Each walk through the palace would make me

Draven's POVShe went limp in my arms.I forgot how to breathe for one terrifying second. "Aria."Her head fell against my chest and I held her tighter before she could slide out of my arms."Aria!"No response.Her eyes were closed.My heart beat violently against my ribcage, the pain I felt earlier had disappeared, now replaced with something much more strange.Fear was strange to me.I looked down at her.Pale.Too pale."Bring the healer!" I shouted.Several servants stopped in their tracks."Now!"They darted off immediately.I picked her up in my arms. She felt too light. The realization caused an unpleasant sensation in my gut. I had held her before.Three days ago.In the herb garden.But this was different.She had been awake then.She had looked at me.Had kissed me.Now her body was completely still against mine.I started walking quickly. Ignoring the looks and whispers of those around me. I didn't care about what they thought.Only about the woman in my arms."Stay with me

Aria’s POV"Your pain." The words lingered between us.Draven did not move.Neither did I.I was not sure who seemed more confused now. I sat there on his bed, trying to understand everything that had happened to me. My body was weak, but this was not what scared me.It was the memory.The pain.That pain that suddenly overwhelmed my body.I could remember it.I could feel it.Almost.I looked at Draven.He was observing me carefully."What did you feel?" he asked again.I swallowed. "I don't know how to explain it.""Try."I lowered my gaze at my hands. "It wasn't pain, exactly."His eyebrows furrowed. "Then what was it?""I don't know."I hated these words.I hated how often I found myself using them recently.I don't know.I don't understand.I can't explain it.As if my entire life became a set of these things I couldn't explain.The warrior at the festival and how he calmed down suddenly. Strange feelings I had before that. Emotions I sensed from people without knowing where they

I stared at Mother Elara. I couldn't move. I couldn't even think. Not only did i have a mother that I did not know where she was, I also had an aunt. It had never crossed my mind that I had other families.Now, there is a mother, Elena.Her sister, Elara.I looked at her face, searching for any similarity between the two.Any.Something.All I could see were the tears running down her face."You..." I tried but failed to find my voice. "You are my mother's sister?"Mother Elara nodded.Slowly.I looked at her.The room felt suddenly very small. There were too many things swirling inside my head. Too many questions. I had no idea where to begin.So, I asked the first thing that crossed my mind. "Why didn't you tell me?"Mother Elara shut her eyes. I felt something coming from her.Sadness.Guilt.Regret.She didn't even need to answer.She was answering my question without words."You knew who I was.""Yes.""You knew my mother.""Yes.""You knew I was her daughter."Her eyes opened. "