Alpha and Human Professor のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 51 - チャプター 60

Elena’s Point of ViewThe walk back from the Elders’ chamber was quieter than Elena had expected. Ren’s arm rested protectively around her shoulders, his presence steady and grounding, but his expression was unreadable. She glanced at him from the corner of her eye, trying to gauge his mood, but his focus was ahead, his jaw tight.“Ren,” she said softly, breaking the silence. “What are you thinking?”He didn’t answer immediately, his steps slowing as they reached the main hallway of the pack house. Finally, he sighed, glancing down at her with a faint smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes. “I’m thinking about everything the Elders said. About the prophecy, the challenges ahead.” He paused, his gaze softening. “About how much I hate putting you in the middle of all of this.”Elena stopped walking, placing a hand on his arm. “I chose to be here, Ren. I chose you. Whatever comes, we’ll handle it together.”His eyes met hers, a flicker of gratitude passing through them. “You’re amazing,”

Elena’s Point of ViewThe room was quiet, the only sounds the soft crackle of the fireplace and the occasional clink of their wine glasses against the wooden table. Elena leaned back on the couch, her legs tucked under her, as she studied Ren. He sat beside her, his head resting on the back of the couch, one arm draped over the edge. The golden glow of the firelight danced across his sharp features, highlighting the tension still etched into his expression.Elena’s heart ached for him. He carried so much - responsibility for the pack, the prophecy, her. And yet, he always made her feel like she was the center of his world.Setting her glass down, she reached over, brushing her fingers lightly against his arm. His eyes opened, the amber depths softening when they met hers.“You’re lost in your thoughts again,” she said softly.He chuckled, the sound low and rough. “Can’t seem to help it these days.”Elena shifted closer, her hand trailing up his arm to his shoulder. “Maybe you need a d

Ren’s Point of ViewThe air was colder near the northern border, the sharp bite of the wind cutting through the dense trees. Ren’s boots crunched against the frozen ground as he approached the gathering of warriors, his senses on high alert. The forest here felt different - quieter than it should have been, the usual hum of life replaced by an unsettling stillness.Kael stood at the edge of the group, his stance rigid and his face grim. He turned as Ren approached, his sharp eyes narrowing.“Alpha,” Kael said, his voice low but urgent.“What did you find?” Ren asked, his tone brisk as he stepped closer.Kael didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he gestured for Ren to follow. The warriors parted as they walked, their expressions a mix of unease and barely concealed anger.Ren’s gaze shifted to the center of the clearing, where a body lay sprawled across the ground. The rogue’s twisted form was barely recognizable, its fur matted with dried blood and its limbs contorted at unnatural angl

Ren’s Point of ViewThe dungeon beneath the pack house was dimly lit, its stone walls cool and damp. The air carried a faint metallic tang of blood and sweat, remnants of past interrogations. Ren descended the winding staircase, each step echoing softly in the confined space. His wolf was restless, pacing in his mind, eager to confront the rogue they had captured.Kael stood just outside the cell, his arms crossed, his expression unreadable. He glanced up as Ren approached, the flickering torchlight casting shadows across his face.“He’s finally talking,” Kael said, his tone grim. “But it’s not much yet. Mostly threats and nonsense.”Ren raised an eyebrow, his gaze sharp. “Anything useful?”Kael shook his head. “Nothing concrete. But the way he keeps circling back to the Blood Moon and the prophecy... I think he knows more than he’s letting on.”Ren’s jaw tightened, and his wolf growled low in his chest. “Then we push harder.”Kael smirked faintly. “That’s the plan. But I figured you’

Elena’s Point of ViewThe pack house buzzed with restless energy as the day wore on. Every corridor seemed filled with hurried footsteps, low murmurs, and the occasional bark of orders from warriors preparing for the worst. Elena moved through it all, her thoughts a swirling mixture of anticipation and dread.Her phone buzzed on the desk beside her, lighting up with Sara’s name. Elena hesitated for a moment before picking it up, a smile tugging at her lips despite everything.“Hey, stranger!” Sara’s voice was warm and teasing. “Finally crawling out of your hole to talk to me?”Elena laughed, the sound surprising even herself. “Hey! I’ve been busy, okay?”“Busy? Please.” Sara snorted. “You’re always busy, but you used to text me back at least. What’s going on over there? And don’t give me some vague excuse - I want details!”Elena leaned back in her chair, letting the familiar rhythm of Sara’s voice soothe her. “It’s a lot, Sara. I don’t even know where to start.”“Well, start with the