Claimed By The Ruthless Alpha のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 31 - チャプター 40

Chapter 32Adolfa’s POVThe moment I stepped through the Raven Portal, the world around me changed. It wasn’t like the forests or lands I’d ever known. Everything was strange. The sky had no stars. The air was cold, yet it burned my skin. Darkness swallowed everything—endless and thick like smoke. There was no sun. No moon. Just... void.I took a step forward. My foot sank into the black ground, which felt soft like ash. I looked back, but the portal was already gone.“I’m alone,” I whispered.My voice didn’t echo. It was swallowed by the silence. The Raven Portal had closed behind me, sealing me in this world of shadows.Panic began to rise in my chest. I was in a strange place with no idea where I was going. My breath came out fast and shaky.Then the worst part hit me.I had seen it. Rensin’s death.He screamed my name as they tore into him—Azanlin with his cursed fire, and Ugarh with those bloody fangs. I saw it all. I saw the moment his body dropped. I saw the light fade from his

Chapter 34Adolfa's POVI never thought a day would come when I’d stand in front of a mirror and not recognize the woman looking back at me. The memories of my past—the killing, the power, the chaos—still haunted me. I didn’t know why she wanted me to return to "my world," but after seeing who I used to be, the message was clear.I had been deadly. Dangerous. Unstoppable."You must return," she had whispered. Her voice was soft and distant, like the wind stirring old memories.Now I understood what she meant. The path I was walking didn’t belong to the girl pretending to live a normal life, without blood and violence. I had seen it all—the screams, the burning villages, the warriors I defeated with just a wave of my hand. My hands weren’t clean. Not back then, and definitely not now."You used your powers to help the weak," the spirit had said. Her eyes were full of both sadness and judgment. "But power mixed with revenge turns something pure into poison."She was right.At the beginn

Chapter 36Azanlin’s POVAzanlin stood still over Rensin’s body, watching the blood soak into the rocky ground. He had done it. He had finally killed him. His old enemy. His biggest threat. Gone.But the victory didn’t taste sweet.Ugarh walked up beside him, silent, eyes fixed on Rensin’s still body. “We did it,” he said.“No,” Azanlin replied coldly. “I did it.”Ugarh raised an eyebrow. “You’re not happy?”Azanlin didn’t answer. His jaw tightened. His eyes weren’t on Rensin anymore—they were staring at the spot where Adolfa had vanished.“She escaped,” he muttered, voice sharp. “He sent her away.”Ugarh looked uneasy. “He used the last of his power.”“And that makes him a fool,” Azanlin snapped. “He wasted everything—for her.”Ugarh crossed his arms. “You should let it go.”Azanlin turned slowly, anger simmering behind his eyes. “Let it go? I’ve come too far. I died and returned. I gave up my name, my soul, my light. And you want me to let it go?”Ugarh didn’t flinch. “She’s gone. N

Chapter 38Ugarh's POVAzanlin, the Sorcerer King, is more than just a leader. He's the living embodiment of courage and vision. I’ve watched his people follow him with undying loyalty, willing to lay down their lives if it means preserving the peace he has built. That’s true leadership—unshakable, inspiring, and deeply rooted in the hearts of his people.And now, more than ever, we need that kind of strength. If we hope to defeat Adolfa and dismantle the power that flows through the six allied districts under her command, we have to stand united.As I left Azanlin’s quarters, the thought of the coming battle settled heavily on my shoulders. I had a duty—to prepare my people, the warriors and mystics of the Betmor Quarters. We couldn't afford to be unprepared. Not when the future of all seven independent districts depended on our strength.I moved quickly through the stone corridors, nodding at the few guards who saluted me in passing. But just before I reached the main gates, a famil

Chapter 40Spirit World POVQueen Amira paced the marble floor of the High Temple of Spirits, her thoughts racing. A thousand echoes whispered in her mind, but one rang louder than all the rest:"If Azanlin discovers our realm, everything will crumble."She stopped before the Spirit King, her eyes blazing with urgency. "He’s getting too close. His power is growing unnaturally fast. If he finds the gate to the spirit world—""He won't," the King interrupted, rising from his throne of obsidian light. "But we must act now. Call the Council. This isn’t just about Azanlin anymore. Ugarh, Betmor, even the seven districts—if they align, they could rip the veil open."Moments later, the Temple’s bell tolled with a deep, ancient ring. Spirits shimmered into existence around the circular chamber, taking their seats in the glowing circle of judgment.Queen Amira stood at the center. "Council members, our sacred realm is at risk. Azanlin has begun forging connections we never anticipated. If he—o