Bound to my sister’s mate のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 41 - チャプター 50

Aurora's POVThe tension from Mason's office seemed to follow us like a persistent shadow as Ethan and I crossed the Pack A grounds. The familiar scents of pine and wolf musk that once brought comfort now felt stifling, a reminder of all I'd left behind."Are you okay?" Ethan's voice was soft, his concern palpable.I nodded, not trusting my voice just yet. The confrontation with Mason and Margot had left me feeling raw, exposed in a way I hadn't been in years. Part of me wanted to curl up and lick my wounds in private, but another part—the part that had grown stronger in the Nightshade Pack—knew we weren't done here yet.As if summoned by my thoughts, I heard quick footsteps behind us. Ethan tensed beside me, his hand tightening around mine as we turned to face the approaching figure.Mason stood there, his chest heaving slightly as if he'd run to catch up. His eyes, those hazel depths I once knew so well, were a storm of emotions—regret, confusion, and something else I couldn't quite

Aurora's POVThe Nightshade Pack's main house loomed before me, its windows glowing warmly in the twilight. Yet, as I approached, my steps faltered. The place that had once been my sanctuary now felt more like a gilded cage. Taking a deep breath, I steeled myself for the conversation ahead. It was time to confront Ethan about his overbearing behavior.I found him in his study, hunched over a stack of papers. He looked up as I entered, his face brightening. "Aurora," he smiled, rising to greet me. "I was just thinking about you.""We need to talk," I said, my voice steadier than I felt.Ethan's smile faltered, sensing the seriousness in my tone. "Of course. What's on your mind?"I took a deep breath. "Ethan, I... I can't live like this anymore. The constant surveillance, the restrictions on my movements, monitoring my communications... It's too much."His brow furrowed. "Aurora, you know it's for your safety. With that stalker still out there—""I know you mean well," I cut in, "but th

Aurora's POVThe pre-dawn mist clung to my skin as I slipped out of the Nightshade Pack compound, my heart thundering in my chest. I'd left a hastily scrawled note for Ethan, explaining that I needed time to think, to find myself. The weight of recent events – the constant pull between Ethan and Mason, the suffocating expectations, the secrets I sensed everyone was keeping from me – it was all too much.As I made my way into the dense forest bordering the pack lands, I felt a mixture of guilt and relief wash over me. I wasn't running away, not really. I just needed space, time to clear my head without Ethan's worried gaze or the whispers of pack members.The forest was alive with the sounds of early morning – birds calling to each other, small creatures rustling in the underbrush. I walked for hours, letting my wolf guide me deeper into the wilderness. As the sun began to climb higher in the sky, I came across a small clearing with a babbling brook.Exhausted, I collapsed onto a mossy

Aurora's POVThe grand hall of the Alpha Gathering loomed before us, its imposing marble facade a stark contrast to the lush forest surrounding it. I stood beside Ethan, my arm linked with his in a show of unity, but inside, I was a whirlwind of nerves and conflicting emotions."Ready?" Ethan asked, his voice low and reassuring.I nodded, not trusting myself to speak. As we ascended the steps, I could feel the weight of dozens of eyes upon us. The air was thick with the scent of powerful wolves, their energies prickling against my skin like static electricity.Sarah, my closest friend in the Nightshade Pack, squeezed my free hand. "You've got this, Aurora," she whispered encouragingly. "Just remember to breathe."I shot her a grateful smile, drawing strength from her presence. Sarah had been my rock throughout this tumultuous journey, always there with a kind word or a shoulder to cry on. Having her here made the prospect of facing a room full of judgmental Alphas slightly less daunti

Aurora's POVThe grand dining hall of the Alpha Gathering sparkled with opulence, crystal chandeliers casting a warm glow over the sea of finely dressed werewolves. I smoothed down my midnight blue gown, feeling like an imposter among these powerful beings. Ethan, ever attentive, pulled out my chair, his hand lingering on my shoulder a moment too long."You look breathtaking," he whispered, his warm breath tickling my ear.I managed a weak smile, my stomach churning with nerves. As I took my seat, I found myself sandwiched between Ethan and Alpha Darius, a burly man with a reputation for ruthlessness. But it wasn't their presence that set my heart racing. No, it was the piercing hazel eyes that met mine from across the table.Mason.He sat directly opposite me, looking devastatingly handsome in a tailored black suit. Our gazes locked, and for a moment, the rest of the world faded away. I saw a whirlwind of emotions in those familiar eyes - longing, regret, and something darker that ma