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TRIVIA POV

The dining room felt lit by the soft glow of candlelight that bounced off the polished wood table. The four of us sat together, plates of food spread out before us. It was rare to have such a quiet evening, just us, no pack business, no outside worries. I cherished these moments more than I could ever express.

Erebus was on my right, lazily twirling his fork through a pile of roasted vegetables, his sharp eyes scanning the room like he was still expecting trouble to walk through the door. Across from me, Embry leaned back in his chair, sipping from a glass of red wine, his stoic expression softened by the faintest hint of a smile. Zed, to my left, was the only one eating with real enthusiasm, his plate already half empty as he reached for a second helping.

“This is nice,” I said softly, breaking the comfortable silence.

Zed turned to me, his lips quirking into a grin. “It is. We should do this more often.”

“We should,” Erebus agreed, though his tone carried a touch
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  • Claimed by the alphas   130

    ISABELLA'S POV.“You sick psychopath!” I cursed, slamming the door shut as I alighted from the car; he walked out the other end with a smirk strapped to the sides of his lips.My eyes trailed off to his sleeves soaked with blood; the bullet meant for me had grazed through his arms, but I couldn't give a flying fuck about it.“I almost died because of you; you brought me down into your war!” I screamed, seething with rage.“So?” He questioned. Corking up his eyebrows like this was some sort of joke. “Maybe next time I'll just let them take you,” he responded, his words dripping with mockery and nonchalance.I watched in awe. My lips parted as he stormed past me, whistling to himself; my heart thumped hard in my chest. Oh, I hated this man.I hated him so much I wanted to strangle the life out of him, but I couldn't; he proved that to me twice. I was weaker compared to him.The automatic doors pushed open as he walked in, and I followed behind, hot on his heels.“You should have; no one

  • Claimed by the alphas   129

    LUCA’S POV“Get out,” I said, yanking open the car door. Isabella stayed where she was, her arms crossed over her chest, glaring at me like she wanted me dead. The glowing lights of the mansion reflected in her hazel eyes, turning them molten with anger. “Do I have to drag you out?” I asked, leaning closer. My voice was calm, but she’d been pushing me all day. Maybe I did ‘forget’ to inform her about a party she was meant to accompany me on purpose until an hour ago.“Do it,” she said, her lips curling into a bitter smile. “Drag me out in front of your precious guests. Show them what a gentleman you are.” I grabbed her wrist, pulling her forward until our faces were inches apart. “We’re late, and if you embarrass me tonight, Isabella, I swear I'll break your neck myself.” Her laugh was cold, cutting through the tension like a blade. “If you weren’t so desperate to use me as a trophy, you’d probably have done it already.” I released her with a shove, and she stumbled slightl

  • Claimed by the alphas   128

    ISABELLA’S POVThe air in Luca’s office was cold, even though the space itself was spotless and luxurious. The sharp scent of leather and polished wood filled my nose as I ran my fingers over the edges of the papers on his desk. I wasn’t supposed to be here. I wasn’t supposed to be doing this. But after everything Luca had done to me—trapping me in this marriage, poisoning me just to teach me a lesson—I had no choice. I needed something. Something to fight back with. I had woken very early, searching through the rooms weary of each cctv I came across with. I spent the rest of last night finding their blind spot but even now this seemed too easy.I felt as though he was watching, calmly waiting for me tk be done, enjoying making a fool of myself.My hands trembled as I flipped through the files, my heart racing. Most of it looked like routine business transactions, but I knew better. Luca didn’t run an empire on “routine.” Then I found it. A small black notebook hidden under

  • Claimed by the alphas   127

    LUCA’S POVThe knife lay on the desk where I’d left it, its blade glinting in the soft morning light spilling through the curtains. It was a relic of last night’s little drama—Isabella’s pathetic attempt to kill me. I picked it up, running my thumb along its sharp edge. Sleek. Clean. Deadly. A knife suited for quick, efficient work. I imagined her holding it, her hands shaking but her eyes filled with fire. She wanted to kill me, and she had come so close. Too close. The skyline stretched before me as I stood by the window, turning the blade over in my hands. My penthouse was a fortress, impenetrable, just like me. Isabella thought she could challenge that—challenge me. But this wasn’t a fairy tale where defiance would save her. Breaking her wouldn’t just be satisfying; it would be art. A slow, sharp smile curved my lips. Her hatred wasn’t misplaced. The Morettis had stolen from me long before her father shot my brother. Adrian’s death had destroyed more than my family—it

  • Claimed by the alphas   126

    ISABELLA’S POV The lace of my wedding dress felt like chains, wrapping around me tighter with every breath. The fabric was smooth against my skin, but it may as well have been ropes binding me to my fate. This wasn’t a dress. It was a costume—a cruel joke.The thorns of the bouquet bit into my palms, the sharp pain grounding me. Blood welled under my grip, smearing the edges of the roses. I didn’t loosen my hold. I wanted to feel it, wanted the sting to drown out the boiling rage inside me.But it wasn’t the roses or the dress that made my blood burn.It was him.Luca Ricci stood at the altar, every inch of him radiating control. His broad shoulders were squared, his sharp jawline catching the light streaming through the cathedral windows. The scar along his jaw only added to the picture of danger he exuded.He didn’t smile—not even the faintest twitch of his lips. He didn’t need to. His satisfaction was quieter, colder, and sharper than any blade.He wasn’t marrying me because he wa

  • Claimed by the alphas   125

    EREBUS’S POVThe room was quiet, except for the faint scratch of pen on paper and the occasional crackle of the fire. I leaned back in my chair, rubbing a hand over my face as I stared at the endless reports spread across the table. Running a pack was hard enough, but merging three packs and the Lycans’ territory into one? It felt impossible some days. But I didn’t regret it. Not for a second. Our decision to merge the packs had been a bold one, but it was the right one. Together, we were stronger, safer, and better equipped to protect our family. I glanced out the window, the sprawling landscape of our territory bathed in the soft light of the afternoon sun. This was home now. And at the heart of it was Trivia. The thought of her brought a faint smile to my lips, even as exhaustion tugged at me. She was the reason we worked so hard, the reason we pushed ourselves to the brink every day. “Still working?” Zed’s voice broke through my thoughts. I turned to see him lean

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