The Alpha’s Scarred Healer のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 21 - チャプター 30

Scarlett / Raven’s POVMy mind refused to settle.I stood rooted where I was, barely aware of the healers moving around me. Elegant gowns swept across the polished floors, tailored suits drifted in and out of my vision, and voices rose and fell in excited conversation, but it all blurred into meaningless noise.What if Lucan recognized me?What if the short ginger-red hair and the ruined skin on my neck weren’t enough? What if he saw through Scarlett Bane and realized the woman standing before him was the Luna he had thrown away? What if he sensed the child I carried?My hand found my stomach almost instinctively, resting lightly over the small swell that still disappeared beneath loose clothing.Panic tightened its grip around my chest.I could already see it unfolding in my mind. Being dragged back to Ironclaw. Standing before Lucan again. Feeling the sting of his hand across my face while everyone watched in silence.My breathing grew shallow as one terrifying possibility after a

Alpha Dimitri’s POV“Seven of my patrols are dead,” Lucan said, each word clipped with hardly restrained fury. “Their bodies were recovered less than a mile from the Bloodfang border, each one cut down by your warriors.”I regarded him without the slightest change in expression.“Then they crossed where they shouldn’t have.”His eyes hardened.“They were pursuing rogues.”“Then they should have pursued them on Ironclaw soil.”His fist struck the polished wood with enough force to rattle the maps spread across the table.“You call slaughtering my patrols border enforcement?”“I call it enforcing my borders,” I replied. “Bloodfang’s laws don’t cease to exist because Ironclaw chooses to ignore them.”For several long moments, neither of us spoke.Around the table, members of my council exchanged uneasy glances, wisely choosing to remain silent. Beta Petru stood at my right shoulder, his scarred features as unreadable as ever, though I knew he hadn’t missed a single shift in Lucan’s count

Raven/ Scarlett’s POVWitches.The word left his mouth so casually, as though it belonged in this world.Back in my old life, even speaking of witches aloud was dangerous. They were supposed to be extinct—dead and buried alongside the ancient stories that mentioned them. They existed only in frightening tales told to misbehaving pups and in warnings whispered behind closed doors. Everyone knew they were forbidden to even speak about, and better left forgotten.And yet Alpha Dimitri had spoken of them as though they were real. As though they still lived somewhere beyond the stories I had grown up hearing. As though they had never disappeared at all.A cold chill ran down my spine as my stomach twisted painfully. Instinctively, I fought the urge to rest a hand over the tiny secret growing inside me.If witches were real, then what else had been hidden from me? What else had I been taught was nothing more than myth or superstition? I had spent years believing I understood the world beyon

Raven/ Scarlett’s POVBlood filled my mouth as I bit the inside of my cheek, forcing every stray thought back into the darkness where it belonged.Lowering my head, I kept my voice steady. “Thank you, Alpha.”Before the faint tremor in my fingers could betray me, my hands folded neatly together.Breakfast.The word echoed through my mind.I couldn’t remember the last time anyone had invited me to share a meal simply because they wanted my company.This wasn't that.It couldn't be.Around us, the room never paused. Maids folded the last of Alpha Dimitri’s clothes while guards secured the luggage, each person moving as though they’d done this a hundred times before. Only I seemed frozen in place.Alpha Dimitri turned without another word.His stride was long and unhurried, yet I found myself matching it almost instinctively as I followed. I was half a step behind, close enough to answer if he spoke, and far enough to remember my place.Morning light spilled through the towering windows

Raven/ Scarlett’s POVDimitri kept his eyes on the road, one large hand resting casually against the steering wheel. His reply came after a moment. “Taking a driver on a journey to find answers to an age-old secret illness won’t exactly be wise, now would it?”I fell silent.He was right.We were traveling in search of answers that witches guarded fiercely. Bringing unnecessary people into something so risky would serve no purpose.The irony wasn’t lost on me.Alpha Dimitri was searching for the truth about his illness while I sat beside him, hiding truths of my own.I swallowed hard and lowered my gaze to my hands. “No, Alpha.”The miles passed quietly as Bloodfang slowly gave way to winding roads and smaller towns scattered throughout the territory.Being alone with Alpha Dimitri felt very different outside the castle walls. I kept my gaze fixed on the passing scenery beyond the window, forcing myself not to think about how close he was. The warmth radiating from his body was imposs