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• Curse of the Reclaimed Alpha   CHAPTER 98: A DEAD MAN’S BLESSING

  MaximusMirabelle had known. I could see it now, in hindsight. At that picnic, when they kept whispering to each other, she looked so warm—so full of light—but there had been something in her eyes. A flicker of fear. Same with him.Like they’d both been bracing for the end.I unfolded my letter and let my eyes run over the words.…Cousin,My time here is up. I’ve gone to meet the moon.You’re probably with Mirabelle right now—or at least, I hope you were there for her when I passed. She deserves

• Curse of the Reclaimed Alpha   CHAPTER 97: MARKED BY FATE: A LUNA’S VOW

  Maximus“Tatiana,” Gaspar growled, voice rough and shaking with rage. “Let me deal with him. I know he killed your father first. But he killed my family too. My mate. My pup. I want him. I want him to suffer. I want to be the one to rip him apart, piece by piece, for what he’s done. You’re my niece. Let me do this. For you.”Tatiana was crying again, but something shifted in her. Her spine straightened. Her eyes changed. It was like a switch had flipped.She nodded slowly. “He’s yours,” she said. “But… I want to help. Before you take him back to Moon Stone.”She wasn’t asking.She was claiming her justice.And then Mirabelle stepped forward too, eyes sharp and blazing with a wicked glint that made my wolf shiver. “Me too.”Gaspar gave a single nod. “Done.”Then he hoisted Bane like a sack of trash, ignoring the bastard’s begging and sobbing, and dragged him off toward the front lot where the trucks waited. The crowd didn’t just watch—they cheered.Today, Gaspar didn’t just get land.H

• Curse of the Reclaimed Alpha   CHAPTER 96: THE MOON’S FINAL GIFT

  Maximus“Tatiana,” Gaspar growled, voice rough and shaking with rage. “Let me deal with him. I know he killed your father first. But he killed my family too. My mate. My pup. I want him. I want him to suffer. I want to be the one to rip him apart, piece by piece, for what he’s done. You’re my niece. Let me do this. For you.”Tatiana was crying again, but something shifted in her. Her spine straightened. Her eyes changed. It was like a switch had flipped.She nodded slowly. “He’s yours,” she said. “But… I want to help. Before you take him back to Moon Stone.”She wasn’t asking.Sh

• Curse of the Reclaimed Alpha   CHAPTER 95: A MATE’S SILENT STORM

  PercivalI reached over and laced my fingers through hers. She exhaled, long and slow, tension leaking out of her shoulders.If there was one thing I learned during the months I trained under Gaspar, it’s this—when he’s truly furious, like blood-boiling, vision-blurring mad... you don’t cross him. His words vanish. His control slips. And his beast? That thing takes over without warning. You do not want to be in its way when that happens.Sure, alphas usually have more control. But even alphas crack when they’ve been through too much. Some wolves just... don’t do well in civilization. They pull away from the world, turn feral, live out in the woods with no ties.Some call them noma

• Curse of the Reclaimed Alpha   CHAPTER 94: THE ALPHA’S JUSTICE

  PercivalThe moment I realized what was about to go down, everything in me just... stopped. My world froze. And the wolf inside? He made it clear what he wanted. Instinct kicked in, sharp and urgent, and I yanked Edeline out of the chaos before it could even start. I slammed the truck door shut, got her inside, and hit the gas.My heart was thundering. I couldn’t let her be in harm’s way—not again. I didn’t care how small or harmless something looked. That’s how it always starts—small, until it becomes something that tears your world apart.She’s mine to protect.She has always been mine to protect.The air outside

• Curse of the Reclaimed Alpha   CHAPTER 93: BEAST UNMASKED

  EdelineThe general who once trained Percival… had ended up loving the same woman. The same woman who had once carried Percival’s twin. The baby who never made it into this world.All because the moon had decided it wasn’t meant to be.Then, without hesitation, they stood—together. And Percival stepped around the casket, pulling Gaspar into a firm hug, slapping him on the back like brothers do when words just aren’t enough.The sight shattered me.I couldn’t hear what they were saying—everyone around us was weeping or murmuring prayers—but I saw Percival lean in, saying something only for Gaspar to hear. Gaspar shook his head slowly, shoulders still shaking.And that was it for me.I couldn’t stay where I was. I couldn’t keep watching from the sidelines. I needed to be there—for him. Nothing else mattered.As I stepped forward, his eyes found mine. They were shining with tears he didn’t bother to wipe away.And then I was in his arms.He didn’t wait. He pulled me in, wrapping around m