Virgin Sacrifice To The Last Lycan のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 51 - チャプター 60

Helen POVThe wizards and the Fae have dinner at one massive table. It’s a large event with dancers and magic and delicious food. We sit on small pillows around the low hanging table suspended from the larges branch of the pine trees above.This place is beautiful, and I’m envious of their sense of community.As a wolf in a pack, I was never allowed to eat let alone sit at the dining table with my so called family. But here they hand out plates to the little ones first, letting them pick through the dishes in the middle of the table before the adults can.Wizard Olu, who had found Justin and I on the road, handed us a plate next while mentioning we are the Fae’s distinguished guest. Something tells me they haven’t been around many wolves, like we haven’t been around wizards.There was a hint of tension, but it was small enough to ignore with ease.They gawked at our every movement; Justin ridged in his movements while I hung onto the robe I was given to wear. It puddled at my ankles a

Helen POVI wanted to scream and scrap and tear into that woman, and also into my mate for being in this situation, but when he tells me to run, I know it’s for good reason.Joy was stronger than she was since the wolfsbane prodded into my bloodstream. I shift into my white wolf, wanting to get my necklace but knowing better than to stick around here any long.Justin tore into his Lycan form and charged the naked temptress, Joy forcing me to run into the woods that had once been scattered with wandering, gathering wizards. It’s colder now, bare of any creatures, and the shift of life to nothingness puts an eerie shade over things.It doesn’t take long before I recognize the trailing scents of wolves in these woods. Juden’s warriors won’t stop hunting, won’t stop chasing, and I fear their plans to use me against Justin.It was the purpose of the collar that had been demolished, to be used against Justin for something. I just don’t know what yet, and I don’t think I should stay to find

Helen POV“Oh, no. It’s too late.”He was already in Lycan form, his head stretched up toward the full moon that caused him so much pain. He had been through every full moon with a struggle but this one would be difficult.We haven’t seen each other since the wizards and the Fae had double-crossed us.Now he would walk up to see me beaten and near death. The rage that would come from him tonight would spark fear through the world if it were to be live streamed. Juden’s plan will work.I couldn’t let that happen.Forcing myself to my knees, I ached in a pain unmatched to any I’ve ever felt. I collapsed forward into the concrete once, then twice, struggling to balance upright after such a horrid beating.I stood up with a dwelling yelp. Justin’s Lycan began charging forward from the horizon.Taking a careful step forward, my ankle bone clearly snapped, I hopped forward with my stronger leg to keep upright. I don’t know where Juden is, waiting for his son to lay waste to this world, but

Helen POVThe Alpha and his beta talked through what feels like ages. I couldn’t sleep, only catching little mentions here and there as they caught up their timelines together.Randy foresaw the attacks, and Justin explained why we ran away when we did, and what led to our inevitable capture. My body cringed when he spoke of the wizards and the woman who had tried to seduce him, holding my necklace in temptation.They wanted to pounce on us then, to set us against each other, and while I false my appearance as peacefully asleep, Justin speaks over the sight of me so wounded in the misinterpretation of what I saw that day.“She was so hurt. She wouldn’t say it out loud, but I saw it, Randy.” Justin’s voice is muffled and distressed. “I stay at Lone Wolf Estate and she gets hurt. We leave the Estate, and she gets hurt more.”“It isn’t your fault as her mate, it’s your father’s doing, Justin. He was never going to pass the title down to you, not unless you became a weak Lycan. Somehow th

Helen POVJustin and Randy hardly ever left the safety of the cave unless it was for food. They took turns leaving back and forth. Justin refused to let me try, ushering me to rest and enlisting my help to cook; these two would be stuck eating raw pheasant every night if it weren’t for me.I worked in the small kitchen, preparing the dinner that sat before me. The two men had fallen asleep by now, exhausted from their hunt where they only returned with one kill. It wasn’t bad though; it would feed us for tonight.The kitchen was small and confided, my hands careful to put the fresh pork over the open flame when I turned too fast, tripping over my own feet. I managed to put down the pork meat over the fire without breaking the glass pan, but I still hit the floor.My head hit the countertop first, though. Darkness welcomed my return.When I came two, the cave was filling with a thick smoke. I knocked the pork off the burned as I stood, the meat dark and charred all over. The disappoint