THE LUNA THEY NEVER WANTED のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

ELENA’S POV Weeks ago, I would have given anything to hear those words from someone, anyone. So now, here they were, spoken so sweetly to my sharp ears, by the only person I had spent years trying to forget. My father turned to me, trying to see how I’d react to such news. But despite the exhaustion weighing down my bruises were still fresh on my skin. “Elena.” My father called my name as he turned fully toward me, ignoring Xander. “Is this what you want?” I hesitated, glancing between my parents’ worried faces and Xander’s gaze. “I don’t know what I want yet,” I admitted honestly. “ I just know I don’t want to run anymore and now I know that here, for the first time in years, I don’t feel like I have to hide away from anything or anyone.” My mother’s eyes welled up again and it made me so fucking sad to the core, but this time, she nodded. “Then we’ll trust your judgment,” my father said, though the warning in his tone was unmistakable as he looked back at Xander. “But you,”

ELENA’S POV “Let him live.” ” I said, my voice sounded firm. “Just burn everything else to the ground.” Xander’s lips curved into a dark smile. “You heard her,” he said, releasing Trent’s collar and letting him crumple back to the ground. “Burn it all.” Within moments, fire began flaming up the sides of Finnveil’s estate, the same halls I had once wandered with tears streaming down my face now consumed in flame. Servants and warriors fled into the night, abandoning the pack entirely rather than face an Alpha as powerful and furious as Xander. Elaine’s screams echoed through the whole thing happening as she watched everything she had ever controlled dissolve into ash and smoke. I should have felt triumphant and fucking victorious but instead, as I watched the flames swallow the last remnants of my past life, I felt saddened. Even with Finnveil burning, even with Trent broken and begging on the ground, I knew this wasn’t over. Sloane was still out there somewhere, wounded and d

ELENA’S POV The world felt quiet around me. “It was you.” Sloane’s words hit me like bells ringing close to my ears to snap me back into reality. I stood between her and Xander, my mind refusing to process what I had just heard. My mate bond. The bond that had chained me to years of suffering, everything was just… a lie?? “This can’t be true,” I whispered, even though as the words left my mouth, pieces of memory began rearranging themselves in my head. The way the bond with Trent had always felt slightly weak and weird. To be fair, my wolf had never truly settled beside him, always restless and searching for something more. “I wouldn’t lie about this,” Sloane said, her voice shaking. “Not after everything Elaine has already cost me.” Xander’s grip on my hands increased slightly, grounding me even as my thoughts spun out of control. “Explain,” he said in a commanding tone, directed entirely at Sloane. “Now.” Sloane wrapped her arms around herself, flinching as she hit one of

XANDER POV Sloane pressed a shaking hand to her mouth, tears spilling freely down her cheeks now. “All those years,” she whispered, “I thought I loved Trent… was just a lie??. I thought that connection was real. Shit!!” “It was all manipulated ,” Marta said, not unkindly. “Elaine gave you feelings that were never truly yours to begin with. Manipulated bonds often mimic genuine emotion. Such should be abominable in the land and the penalty should be DEATH!!!” She roared in her fullest despair. Everyone all around her was quiet and I couldn’t help but feel pity for her. I watched Sloane crumble under the weight of that truth, years of obsession and cruelty suddenly all for nothing more than magic twisted cruelly against her own will. It didn’t excuse what she had done, the poison she had tried to slip into Elena’s drink, the cruelty she had inflicted without hesitation, but it complicated things in a bad way to be honest. Elena stepped forward slowly, looking at Sloane weirdly

ELENA’S POVWhen we finally arrived, the estate looked strangely calm, gates standing slightly ajar, lights flickering behind curtained windows. Anxiety watching me like no man’s business.My heart kept beating against my ribs as Xander’s warriors moved swiftly and silently around the perimeter, weapons drawn, expressions grim.“Stay behind me,” Xander ordered, his voice sounding extra low the moment he started dishing out orders.I nodded, though every instinct in my body screamed at me to run straight through the front doors and find my family myself.We moved through the gates stealthily and calmly. The guards went out ahead of us and spread out, checking corners, checking shadows. Then, from somewhere inside the house, I heard her.My mother’s voice. She sounded frightened but alive.“Elena!” She burst through the front doors the moment she saw me, my father was freaking right behind her, both of them looking shaken and injured badly.I ran without looking back and before I even