The Forsaken Luna’s Revenge のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 9

Nyla’s POVThe smell of roasted meat and blazing wood filled the air. For me, the Moon Festival was a nightmare, even though it was supposed to be a night of joy. Unaware—or perhaps indifferent—that I was kneeling in the mud, terrified under their Alpha's ruthless stare, the Silver Dawn Pack applauded, laughed, and danced around the huge bonfire.Alpha Killian echoed across the gathering, "Look at her." "This pitiful, useless slave dared to think she was on par with me."Whispers and vile laughter reverberated about me as I shuddered and lowered my head. I wasn't shocked. I had been treated like dirt beneath their feet, a slave in this pack since birth.However, this? I had never experienced anything worse than this.Killian stepped forward, his strong body looming over me, his icy blue eyes brimming with contempt. The identical eyes that ought to have given me a loving gaze.I ventured to look up. "Killian, please"I fell to the ground after taking a hard slap across my face. There w

Nyla’s POVI feared he was going to murder me when I first met him.The King of Rogue. A terrified murmur of a name.My mind was broken and my body was weak from running for days. My partner had turned me down. I had been betrayed by my pack. All I had left was anger.Then, somewhere in the rogue regions, I passed out and woke up to him.As I attempted to get up, his golden, keen eyes watched me. "You ought to be dead," he declared.My throat was dry as I gazed at him. "Perhaps I should be."He laughed. "But you're not." That indicates that you are either fortunate or strong.I sneered. "I don't feel powerful."His eyes grew gloomy. "Girl, strength isn't about emotion. It all comes down to survival.Something shifted within me. Living. I had only been doing that. However, it was insufficient.I desired more.He said, "You have fire in your eyes." "That's useful to me."I scowled. "For what purpose?"He smiled. "For retribution."Suddenly, my new existence had begun.The Rogue King tra

Nyla’s POVThe quiet was overwhelming.Everybody stood motionless, staring at me and Killian. The weight of my name hung in the air as he pronounced it.At his sides, his hands balled into fists. A mixture of shock and guilt blazed in his silver eyes. and something more profound.I cocked my head, seeing his wriggling.Excellent. Allow him to sense it.Allow him to drown in the same suffering that he made me go through.He stepped forward shakily. "How?" He spoke in a harsh, low voice. "How are you doing?"I smiled. “Disappointed?”His wolf stirred and he flinched. "Nyla." His mouth clenched as he took a step closer. "Where have you been?"I gave a chilly laugh. "Where have I been?" I said it again, in a tone full of laughter. "Alpha, why are you concerned?"He jumped. The title was chosen. Far away. Detached.Confused, a few pack members whispered. After seeing my might, they were now witnessing Killian's frailty, which was much more horrifying.In front of them, he was disintegrati

Nyla’s POVFrom the summit, the pack that had been my prison, I got one last look at Silver Dawn. The torches flickered in the darkness, but I felt nothing. I have no regrets. No sadness. Just relief.At last, I was free.As I moved forward, the moon overhead illuminated the wooded walk with silvery light. Even though my entire body ached from fatigue, I persisted. I wouldn’t stop."Nyla."I went cold.The voice was deep, steady unfamiliar.My grip tightened on the dagger hidden in my sleeve. I turned slowly, my senses sharp, ready for an attack.A man walked out of the shadows.Tall. Broad shoulders. His dark hair was tied back at his neck. His amber eyes, which glowed a little in the moonlight, regarded me with quiet focus. Although he was dressed simply in a black tunic, his attitude made it clear that he was no typical wolf.He didn't approach. Didn't threaten me. He did nothing except observe."Who are you?" With a chilly tone, I inquired.The man's head cocked slightly. “My name

Nyla’s POVWith brief gasps of air, I wiped the perspiration from my brow. Silver Dawn's training grounds were very different from Dark Moon's. No ruthlessness or scornful warriors were waiting for me to fail. Only perseverance and hard work were required here.Caleb crossed his arms in front of me. "Once more."I let out a groan. "I just got knocked on my ass five times by you."He smiled. "And if you don't concentrate, I'll do it again."I repositioned myself and tightened my hold on the wooden sword. Leo, a fighter, lunged across from me. I swerved swiftly, but he was too quick. He swung low, sweeping my legs from beneath me before I could block.I thudded loudly to the ground."Fuck it," I said.A few warriors laughed, but it was not a malicious laugh—just fun. Leo extended a hand, and I frowned. "You're improving," he said.With a sigh, I grabbed his hand and got myself up. "I must be quicker."Caleb gave a nod. "Exactly. Nyla, you're strong. However, strength is insufficient on