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The Shadow Between the Trees
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2025-07-27 05:51:55
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Claimed By The Alpha Gilded Cages
Morning sunlight filtered through the gauzy curtains, soft and golden, casting a warm glow across the luxurious suite. Ryleigh stirred, her cheek pressed to the cool, silky pillowcase. For a moment, she forgot where she was. The bed beneath her was too large, the sheets too smooth, the quiet too peaceful.Then it came rushing back—Derek was missing. She was in Damien’s suite.Her eyes opened fully, adjusting to the opulence around her. The rich black and gold décor seemed less intimidating in the daylight, but the ache in her chest reminded her nothing was truly fine. She sat up slowly, surprised to find a neatly folded set of clothes resting at the end of the bed: a pair of soft gray joggers, a plain white shirt, white bra and matching panties—hers.Beside them, a small envelope sat with her name written in Damien’s bold handwriting.She hesitated before picking it up, her heart thudding softly. Ryleigh,You’ve been through enough. Stay here and rest. The suite is yours for the next
Claimed By The Alpha The Alpha's Sanctuary
Ryleigh was running.The trees blurred past her in streaks of gray and black, skeletal limbs clawing at her skin as she pushed forward. Her lungs burned. Her bare feet tore against roots and stones, but she didn’t stop. Couldn’t stop.“Derek!” she cried into the cold.The forest didn’t answer.Her voice bounced off endless trees, swallowed by shadows. The more she ran, the thicker the darkness became. Fog curled around her ankles like smoke. A sharp wind howled through the branches, whispering cruel things she couldn’t understand.“Derek!” she screamed again. “Where are you?”No reply. Only silence.Her pace faltered as panic overtook her. She turned in circles, trying to find a way out—but the woods had changed. There was no path behind her. Only fog. Only trees. Only—A cliff.Ryleigh took a step too far and the ground vanished beneath her.She was falling.Air rushed past her in a roar, cold and merciless. She clawed at nothing, her fingers grasping for invisible ledges, tree limbs
Claimed By The Alpha Shattered Calm
Damien paced the foyer like a caged animal, his bare feet thudding softly against the polished marble floor. His hands moved in sharp, agitated gestures—clenching, then raking through his sweat-dampened hair. His chest rose and fell with each ragged breath, the muscular planes of his torso still slick from training.Ryleigh remained rooted to the edge of the foyer, her legs numb, her mind hollow with disbelief. She couldn’t process what was happening. Derek—missing. The words echoed over and over in her head, but still felt unreal, like some cruel mistake that would be cleared up with a phone call or a knock at the door.Damien stopped abruptly and pulled his cell phone from the pocket of his joggers. He pressed a number on speed dial, then brought the phone to his ear. His tone was sharp and commanding, no room for questions.“Something’s happened. Get to the mansion—now.” He hung up without another word.For a moment, he stood frozen, his breathing harsh. Then his eyes flicked down
Claimed By The Alpha Vanished
Sunday morning dawned gray and still, the air unusually thick and quiet. Ryleigh moved through the kitchen slowly, her limbs leaden, her heart heavier than it had been all week. She hadn’t slept much—every time she closed her eyes, she imagined Derek alone in Brazil, sick, or worse, unconscious in some hospital bed with no phone.She stirred sugar into a cup of tea, the soft clink of the spoon the only sound in the quiet house.And then it happened.A door slammed upstairs, followed by hurried, uneven footsteps. The sound of sobbing. Shouting.Ryleigh turned toward the hallway, setting the spoon down.“No, no, no—this can’t be right!” Margaret’s voice shrieked from the upper floor. “Find him! Now!”Ryleigh’s breath caught in her throat.She rushed to the archway just as the towering front doors opened, and one of the estate guards was already running out across the gravel. Margaret stood at the top of the stairs, her long salt and pepper hair wild, a silk robe wrapped over her gown as
Claimed By The Alpha The Week Without Answers
MondayThe week began with silence.Ryleigh had expected to see Damien somewhere—at breakfast, passing through the hall, pacing outside of his office like he sometimes did. But there was no trace of him. His absence was a whisper through the walls, a presence that should have been there but wasn’t. She didn’t know whether to feel relieved or unsettled.She hadn’t heard from Derek all weekend. That morning, as she wiped down the long dining room table, she checked her phone behind a candelabra. Still nothing.She tried calling him, holding her breath as the line rang and rang… until his voicemail picked up. She listened to his voice just to hear it, then hung up without leaving a message. Something about it felt wrong. Derek always called back.As she polished silverware in the kitchen, Margaret swept in, her heels clicking sharply across the marble.“You missed a spot,” she barked, without even looking.Ryleigh didn’t respond. She just scrubbed harder, the silence between her and Dere
Claimed By The Alpha Claimed by Guilt
Ryleigh sat on the edge of her bed, her fingers digging into the comforter as the events of the afternoon played over and over in her mind. The trees. The clearing. The massive wolf. And then… Damien.Damien.She clenched her jaw and stared at the floor, feeling the same rush of heat and confusion that had overwhelmed her earlier. The way he emerged from the trees, bare and unapologetic, like sin wrapped in flesh. His voice, smooth and commanding. The way he touched her. Looked at her. Wanted her.And the way he stopped.She had told him the truth. That she was with Derek. And in that moment, something in Damien’s face had changed. He hadn’t lashed out. He hadn’t growled or shown his dominance. But the tension had been there, thick in the air, wrapped around them like vines threatening to strangle her. He had walked away, his expression unreadable, but the power in his steps made it clear—he was still Alpha.Which meant he could take everything from her if he wanted to.Ryleigh rubbed
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