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She has simply ceased to receive you

مؤلف: C.E Osaghae
last update تاريخ النشر: 2026-10-21 09:33:48

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY-SIX

The quiet inside the master bedroom was so profound that even the hum of the city four hundred feet below seemed to disappear.

Dante remained on his knees at the edge of the mattress, his broad forehead pressed into the side of my cold legs. His heavy hands clutched mine with a desperate, crushing strength, his tears soaking into the dark fabric of my sweater. He poured every drop of his dominant, apex heat toward me, trying to force his syndicate energy throug
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  • CAGED, CLAIMED, AND FATED   her pale porcelain skin

    CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SEVENTY-THREEThe grand reception hall of the Grand Sovereign penthouse had been transformed into an intimidating bastion of unified power.The heavy velvet drapes were pulled wide, exposing the gray, storm-swept skyline of the city eighty stories below. Dark obsidian tables stood in an expansive semicircle around a central elevated dais, where three velvet-upholstered thrones sat beneath the gleaming crest of The Trinity Sovereign Group.Armed coven sentries in floor-length dark coats lined the perimeter at five-foot intervals, their silver-hilted blades drawn and resting flat against their boots. Beside them, elite Deleon Syndicate enforcers stood like statues, tactical sidearms holstered over pristine charcoal suits, their eyes glowing with suppressed, amber alpha energy.I sat on the central throne, wearing a breathtaking gown of midnight-blue velvet that draped over my frame. The fabric was tailored with precise, strategic grace, subtle enough to keep my p

  • CAGED, CLAIMED, AND FATED   And a damned formidable one

    CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SEVENTY-TWOThe sky over the financial district was the color of bruised velvet when the first light of dawn broke over the horizon. Through the glass facade of the Grand Sovereign penthouse, the city below was just beginning to stir, oblivious to the fact that the entire balance of power in the supernatural world had shifted while it slept.I stood near the edge of the mahogany dining table, dressed in a soft, cream-colored silk robe that draped loosely over my body. The violent nausea from the night before had completely receded, replaced by an intoxicating, deep-seated vitality. Every breath I took felt crisp and clear. Beneath my skin, the awakened omega wolf hummed in perfect unison with the ancient silver currents of the merged Lunar Soul, while at my core, the tiny, golden-purple pulse of our unborn child beat like a steady drum.I raised my right hand, looking down at my pale fingers.I didn't utter an incantation or draw upon a blood ritual. I simply

  • CAGED, CLAIMED, AND FATED   My eyes swept across the darkened room

    CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SEVENTY-ONEThe stillness inside the master suite was no longer the fragile calm of a recovering patient, nor was it the sterile, artificial quiet of a medical bay. It was the vast, absolute quiet that precedes a cosmic realignment.I lay anchored between Dante’s massive, burning frame and Seraphina’s cool, silk-draped form, my breath coming in deep, even cycles. The cold silver light that had threatened to consume my human mind was gone, fully absorbed into the marrow of my bones. Beneath my skin, the awakened omega wolf, the ancient Lunar Soul, and the tiny, vibrant pulse of our unborn child existed in a single, flawless symphony of power.My eyes swept across the darkened room. Through my newly merged senses, I didn't just see the dark velvet furniture or the pale moonlight filtering through the heavy drapes. I saw the invisible, glowing ley lines of energy running through the concrete foundation of the Sovereign Tower, the distinct indigo thrum of Seraphina

  • CAGED, CLAIMED, AND FATED   I'm right here

    CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SEVENTYThe quiet inside the master suite felt absolute, but deep beneath the surface of my skin, something ancient and heavy began to shift.It wasn't the sudden wave of morning nausea, nor was it the gentle, electric hum of the embryonic pulse that had settled into my womb hours ago at the hospital. It was a cold, silver vibration—a slow, subterranean tide that rose from the deepest, forgotten recesses of my awakened omega wolf.I sat propped against the plush velvet pillows, my hand resting over my lower abdomen. Beside me, Dante was fast asleep, his broad frame relaxed, his massive arm still wrapped tightly around my waist in a possessive, protective hold. On my left, Seraphina lay propped on one elbow, her ice-blue eyes fixed on the yellowed pages of the fifteenth-century coven text resting in her lap.Suddenly, the air inside the room grew bone-chillingly cold.It wasn't Seraphina’s vampire chill. It was a desolate, primordial frost that smelled of ancien

  • CAGED, CLAIMED, AND FATED   Not a single line of this diagnostic data will hit the public hospital server

    CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SIXTY-NINEThe private trauma bay remained in a state of suspended time. The faint hum of the diagnostic monitors and the rhythmic double-beat of the embryonic pulse filled the sterile air, echoing like a sacred promise against the polished white walls.Dr. Vance stepped back from the interface deck, her hands trembling slightly as she finalized the biometric lock on the medical records. She glanced at the two armed coven sentries standing at the interior door, then back at the bed."The medical feeds are encrypted under Master Override Sigma," Dr. Vance said, her voice quiet and laced with intense caution. "Not a single line of this diagnostic data will hit the public hospital server, nor will it reach the High Council’s regional archive. But, Lady Corvinus... Lord Deleon... you must understand what this means. A gestation of this nature—a triadic bloodline merging an apex wolf, an original vampire, and an awakened omega—has no precedent in our records."Dante

  • CAGED, CLAIMED, AND FATED   I am pregnant

    CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SIXTY-EIGHTThe luxury SUV had barely pulled into the private subterranean garage beneath the Sovereign Tower when a sudden, violent wave of nausea hit me like a physical punch to the chest.One second I was stepping off the running board, my hand resting casually against the reinforced door frame; the next, the cool underground air smelled thick, copper-heavy, and utterly revolting. My vision swam, dark spots dancing at the edges of my sight as my stomach convulsed violently.I didn't even have time to warn them. I stumbled sideways toward the concrete pillar, doubling over as a bitter, burning heave tore through my throat."Elena!"Dante was there instantly. His massive, warm hand caught my shoulder before my knees could hit the cold pavement, his broad frame moving with frantic, terrifying speed. He held my hair back with his other hand, his dark face twisting into a mask of pure panic as I doubled over again, retching empty stomach acid onto the clean concr

  • CAGED, CLAIMED, AND FATED   AMBER EYES THAT CALLS ME HE'S

    CHAPTER ONE:Elena's PovThe phone rings at 2 AM.I know it's bad before Marcus even answers it. Good news doesn't call at this hour.I'm in my room, trying to finish an essay that's due tomorrow, when I hear his voice through the thin walls."I told you I'd have it by the end of the month...please

  • CAGED, CLAIMED, AND FATED   I THOUGHT YOU WERE STRONGER

    CHAPTER FIVEThe dinner continues with polite conversation that feels like walking through a minefield. Every word is measured. Every smile calculated.I'm pushing food around my plate, trying to look normal, when one of the women speaks up.She's older, maybe fifties, wearing diamonds that probabl

  • CAGED, CLAIMED, AND FATED   PUT IN THE VIBRATOR

    CHAPTER FOUR:His hand is still on my thigh when it starts moving higher.I grab his wrist, stopping him. "What do you think you're doing?""What does it look like?" His fingers slide another inch up, pushing the dress hem with them."Stop...""I could take you right here and now," he murmurs, voic

  • CAGED, CLAIMED, AND FATED   I AM NOT HARD FOR YOU

    CHAPTER THREE: He pushes me.I land on the bed with a bounce, the mattress softer than anything I've ever felt. Which would be nice if I wasn't currently terrified."Please..." I scramble backward, my defiance crumbling into panic. "Please don't do this..."He stalks toward me, predatory and delib

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