CHASING HIS DEAD LUNA のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 8

ARIANo.That was the only thought I had. Just that one word, repeating, filling every empty space in my head.No. No. No.I was already moving before I even made the decision to move. My feet just went, carrying me back down the corridor, away from the door, away from his father’s voice still ringing in my ears. Good boy.My hand flew to my mouth. I could feel everything trying to come up at once, the tears, the scream, all of it pressing against the back of my throat, and I swallowed it down and kept moving. Liana arrives in two days.I turned a corner. Then another. My chest was caving in on itself and I didn’t know where I was going, just away, just somewhere that wasn’t there, somewhere I didn’t have to stand and be the last person in the pack to figure out what everyone else already knew.That bitch.I made a sound. Small and broken. It slipped out before I could catch it and I heard footsteps behind me almost immediately, the low murmur of voices, and my body went cold.I could

ARIA The night air hit me and I stood there for exactly two seconds, just breathing, just trying to get my heartbeat to slow down enough to think.Why is he here?What is he doing? Of all the human cities to come to, why this one? And why the restaurant? Six years of nothing and then he walks into the back room of the place I work like it’s nothing. Like the universe has a very specific and very cruel sense of humor. And his face. I hadn’t wanted to see that, I hadn’t wanted to stand close enough to watch something move through his eyes, hurt and fury and something else underneath both of them that I couldn’t name and didn’t want to. I shook my head and started walking, it didn’t matter, none of it mattered, what mattered was Eli. Getting to Eli, running and leaving before Adrian started searching. Because I know him, now that he knows I’m alive, he’ll find me. And he’ll find Eli. And the last thing I wanted was for him to find my son. I pulled out my phone quickly.Abby picked

ARIAI’d thought I knew what fear was, I’d been wrong. The fear I felt with Marcus’s hand at my throat, his weight pressing me into the wall, was a different type of fear than anything I’d known. I remember thinking, very clearly, I am going to die in this place and nobody is going to find me, my son is going to be left with no one. Then Adrian was there, and the fear shifted into something else, because the look on his face as he pulled Marcus off me wasn’t rescue. It was annihilation. I watched him hit Marcus again and again and I understood, somewhere underneath the panic, that he wasn’t going to stop on his own.“You’re going to kill him,” my voice broke as I witnessed his fury, I didn’t expect him to stop but he did. He turned to look at me and something moved across his face, fast, raw, the cold cracking wide open for just a second. Then he was crossing the distance between us, his hands coming up, checking my collar, my throat, my arms, quick and clinical and somehow also ach

ARIAThe laugh stayed in the air between us, sharp and ugly.“You’re confused,” he said, when he saw my face. “You think gratitude is owed. You misheard me, sweetheart. I said I’d help. I never said it would be free.”“You told the doctor—”“I told the doctor I’d be the donor.” He shrugged, unbothered. “I didn’t tell him on what terms.”I stared at him. “What is wrong with you?”He took a step closer, hands in his pockets, perfectly relaxed, like this was nothing more than a business negotiation he was mildly enjoying.“Nothing’s wrong with me. I just don’t see why I should hand you anything for free. You’re not a saint, Aria. You’re a woman who stole from me, lied to my entire pack about her own death, and vanished for six years. Helping you for nothing does absolutely nothing for me.”“What do you want?” He kept going like I hadn’t spoken, working himself up into something colder.“Do you understand what I went through? Six years thinking you were ash. Six years of—”“What do you wan