The Lycan's Bargain のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 51 - チャプター 60

Your Majesty... Is anything the matter?" I asked softly, hesitant to approach him. My voice trembled slightly, betraying my fear.His eyes narrowed, his gaze blazing with intensity. "This is why you're doing this, isn't it?" His voice was low and rough, like gravel, filled with an immense amount of loathing. I flinched, my heart racing with anticipation."To go back to her. Isn't it?" he spat, his words dripping with venom.I rushed to defend myself, feeling a surge of panic. "What? No! I only said I missed her. I wasn't planning on going back...!" My words tumbled out in a frantic rush but the king cut me off, his voice slicing through the air like a knife. "Liar..." He growled, the sound almost animalistic, sending shivers down my spine.I tried again, desperate to reason with him. "If you would just listen to me, Your Majesty...!""Get out." The command was curt, absolute. I froze, my heart sinking. I must not have heard it correctly. "I'm sorry?" I ventured, hoping against hope

The sound of something hitting the ground grew louder and sharper as he approached, the smell of fear and urine flooding the air like a noxious cloud. Soldiers poised to attack, their eyes wide with terror, as they realized the king was beyond reason. Within seconds, the king was within view... or what was left of him. He had morphed into a half-shift, his arms and face covered in a thick, dark fur, his body several times larger than its original size. His hands had transformed into razor-sharp claws, and he stood on his hind legs, throwing his head back and letting out a powerful roar that shook the very foundations of the castle.The soldiers, stricken with fear, immediately let out a command, lunging forward in an attempt to restrain him with chains and arrows. But he broke them apart like they were mere twigs, his fury mounting with each passing moment. With a sharp strike of his arms, he slashed through several soldiers, decapitating one, and screams of pain filled the hall as bl

I stared at Lady Nymeria, feeling a spark of defiance ignite in my chest. Glancing down at the king, whose hand was still wrapped around mine, the last thing I wanted was to part from him. Clenching my jaw, I muttered lowly, doing my best to keep my voice respectful."I'm sorry, but I cannot do that, My Lady," I replied, meeting her glare.She let out a shocked gasp, moving closer towards me, her body vibrating with rage. "You dare to defy me?" She seethed through clenched teeth. "I said you should get away from him this instant!" She snapped, her voice hushed yet furious. "I didn't mean to defy you, but I cannot pull away from the king. He won't let me go," I explained.Lady Nymeria's face twisted in anger. "Don't make me come there and drag you by your hair. Get away from him right this instant!"I let out a disgruntled sigh, resisting the urge to roll my eyes and incur more of her wrath. Lady Nymeria looked ready to cause a scene, and I wasn't ready to have Kael wake up to this. V

I stumbled towards her, blinking rapidly, wishing the image in front of me would disappear and this would be just a scary nightmare I would wake up from. "Mom... " I called out, my voice shaking. She didn't move, didn't blink. She just lay there, the crimson pool around her spreading, her skin turning pale.My knees buckled, and I landed on the ground with a thud, tremors racking my body. "Mom?" I called again, reaching for her. Something warm spilled onto my cheeks, and I realized I was crying. This can't be happening!!Violent sobs racked my throat as I crawled towards her, shakily cradling her head to my chest, my dress getting stained with blood. "Mom... " I sobbed, the tears flowing freely now, unrestrained, raw anguish twisting my insides. "Mom!!" I cried out, my tears spilling onto her pallid face.Why this? Why now?! "Mom, please... Come back to me. Please, I'm here now. Don't leave me!" I cried, my heart feeling like it had been thrown into the abyss, forever lost. She was my

My head hurts, my body hurts. But nothing compares to the pain in my soul, like a dead weight that has refused to lift, squeezing my chest and ripping my heart out. Sitting in the center of my chambers, my gaze unfocused, I tried to ignore the voices in my head, but they are loud and unrelenting, each one harsher than the other. The memories are even crueler. From the ones I thought had long buried, the ones I pretended didn't exist, to the ones I always longed for but never received, all playing like a movie in front of me, reminding me of the times before, the horrors during, and the emptiness after.My beast, which I had thought was dormant, was scratching my chest, baring its teeth in a snarl before unleashing a blood-curdling howl. The sound echoed through my mind, a primal scream of rage and desperation. It wanted carnage, blood on its hands. A repeat of the thrill it had experienced when we slaughtered the people we were supposed to protect. The people who had now grown to be