Alpha King's Unfavored Mate のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

Chapter 12A Descent Into ShadowsFiona's POVThe darkness swallowed Quinton whole, leaving me gasping for breath as I lay sprawled on the cold floor. My vision blurred, the remnants of Odin’s broken ritual hanging in the air like shattered glass. The pulse of dark energy still resonated within me, but the one thing I feared most was the gaping emptiness where Quinton’s presence used to be.I scrambled to my feet, my limbs heavy and weak. “Quinton!” I screamed into the silence, but there was no response. The cabin’s walls seemed to close in around me, pressing in like the suffocating darkness outside. It was as if the entire world had collapsed into itself, and all that remained was this void. Odin staggered up beside me, a grim expression on his face. His eyes held a mixture of horror and regret, but also something else—a glimmer of hope. “It’s not over,” he muttered, clutching his side as he straightened. “We still have a chance to save him.”“How?” I demanded, my voice trembling.

Chapter 14The Depths Of Despair Fiona's POVThe first thing I became aware of was the cold. It seeped into my bones, deeper than any winter chill I’d ever felt, numbing every inch of my body. I tried to open my eyes, but the lids were heavy, weighed down by exhaustion and the residual effects of the dark magic that had taken hold of me. My mind was a fog, struggling to grasp onto anything solid, anything real. But then the memories came flooding back, slamming into me with the force of a tidal wave. The void, Quinton lost to the darkness, the mysterious figure with the voice that echoed from the abyss. Panic flared in my chest, and I forced my eyes open, desperate to make sense of where I was.I was lying on the cold, hard ground, my body stiff and aching. The air was thick with the scent of damp earth and something else—something metallic, like blood. The dim light that filtered through the dense canopy above cast eerie shadows, making it difficult to see anything clearly.I push

Chapter 16Shadows Of FateQuinton's POVThe scent of pine and rain lingered in the air as I crossed the threshold of the forest, leaving behind the familiar warmth of the pack house. My senses were on high alert, every instinct tuned to Fiona’s scent, but I couldn’t find it—couldn’t feel the bond that usually pulsed through me like a lifeline. It was as though something had severed it, and for the first time since we bonded, I felt truly lost.Panic had been a steady companion since Fiona disappeared after that strange energy blast. The darkness that surrounded her, the unnatural force that had drawn her away from me, felt like a bruise on my soul. It was as if the universe had torn her away from my grasp, and now, everything felt incomplete—like a part of me was missing.I had searched every inch of the forest, every hidden cave, every clearing, but there was no sign of her. My wolf growled with frustration, a raw, primal need to protect our mate coursing through my veins. But somet

Chapter 18Echoes Of DesperationQuinton’s POVI hit the ground hard, the impact forcing the air from my lungs. The swirling shadows dissipated around me, leaving me gasping and disoriented. The forest that had surrounded me mere seconds ago was gone, replaced by a vast, barren wasteland. The sickly gray sky stretched endlessly above me, and the ground beneath my hands was cracked and dry, much like the place I had seen earlier.Fiona’s words—her cold, emotionless voice—still echoed in my mind, cutting deeper than any physical wound ever could. She had told me to leave, to let her go. But how could I? How could I abandon the woman who was supposed to be my mate, my other half?I pushed myself to my feet, my muscles trembling with the effort. The memory of her standing next to that silver-haired man burned in my mind. He had looked at me with a smugness that I wanted to tear off his face, but Fiona… She had looked at me like I was a stranger.No, this wasn’t over. It couldn’t be. I wou

Chapter 20The AwakeningFiona’s POVThe first thing I became aware of was the silence—an all-encompassing, heavy silence that pressed down on me like a suffocating blanket. It was the kind of silence that made you question whether you were truly alive, or if you had slipped into some unknown void where nothing existed except your thoughts.I tried to open my eyes, but my body felt sluggish, as though a great weight was pinning me down. Panic began to bubble up inside me as I struggled to move, to break free of whatever was holding me captive. I could feel my wolf stirring within me, but even she seemed weakened, as if the same force keeping me bound had drained her of her strength.Slowly, painfully, I managed to pry my eyes open, squinting against the dim light that surrounded me. The air smelled faintly of damp stone and something acrid—something that made my stomach churn with unease. I forced myself to sit up, every muscle in my body protesting the movement.Where am I?My though