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“Morning.” Mateo stepped out of the lift, his scent hitting the air like a cold front. He didn't look at the coffee in my hand. He looked at my face. "You look like shit, Alex. Rough night?"

My throat went dry. The mark on my neck—Victor’s teeth—felt like it was glowing. "Just paperwork. Didn't expect you back until the moon was high."

Mateo tossed his keys onto the marble console. The metal clattered, a sharp, violent sound in the quiet penthouse. "Change of plans. The Silver Crest meeting end
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  • THE CLAIMED VIRGIN   20

    “Morning.” Mateo stepped out of the lift, his scent hitting the air like a cold front. He didn't look at the coffee in my hand. He looked at my face. "You look like shit, Alex. Rough night?"My throat went dry. The mark on my neck—Victor’s teeth—felt like it was glowing. "Just paperwork. Didn't expect you back until the moon was high."Mateo tossed his keys onto the marble console. The metal clattered, a sharp, violent sound in the quiet penthouse. "Change of plans. The Silver Crest meeting ended early. Where is he?""Who?" I tried to keep my voice level. My heart was a drum in my ears."VX. Victor." Mateo started toward the hallway. Toward my bedroom. "I need him ready for the Crystal Dance Stage tonight. Dr. Elena Castillo sent over the new vitals. We’re pushing the expansion ahead of schedule."I moved. Faster than a human, blocking the corridor. "He’s asleep, Teo. Let him be. He had a... long shift at the club."Mateo’s eyes narrowed. The amber in his irises flickered, a warning f

  • THE CLAIMED VIRGIN   19

    Victor's head fell back against the cold stone wall, his breath hitching in a broken sob. "Teo, don't."Teo froze, his massive frame trembling with the effort of restraint. He stared down at Victor, his amber eyes clouded with a jagged mix of confusion and possessive heat. "Not like this. I thought you—""It's fine." Victor reached down, his fingers digging into the hard muscle of Teo’s glutes, pulling the Alpha back into the heat. "Just... don't stop. Please."Teo let out a guttural sound, part growl and part surrender. He took control of Victor’s mouth again, his kiss turning feral as he began to move. The initial tear was a sharp, white-hot spike, but as Victor adjusted to the sheer girth of the Alpha, the agony began to melt into something thick and heavy."You're Alejandro’s mate," Teo hissed against the pulsing vein in Victor's neck."And yours," Victor gasped, his back scraping against the wall as Teo’s thrusts turned rhythmic and punishing. "The blood-bond... I’m yours."The p

  • THE CLAIMED VIRGIN   18

    He's hooked," Mateo muttered, the vibration of his voice buzzing against Victor’s skin. "No wonder my brother is obsessed with your scent. You're a lethal little thing, aren't you?"Mateo leaned in, pressing his nose to the sensitive junction of Victor’s neck. Victor’s heart hammered against his ribs—a frantic, wild rhythm—but he forced his muscles to stay fluid. He reached out, his hand finding Mateo's thick, denim-clad thigh. He let his palm slide upward, fingers grazing the heavy heat of the Alpha's groin before dancing back."I have my moments," Mateo growled."Is he the reason you’re locking me out of the inner circle?" Hassan asked, his eyes tracking Victor’s hand with predatory interest.Mateo shifted, his arm tightening like a vise around Victor’s waist. "He’s the one who convinced me that fresh blood is a liability. But if you're looking for a minority stake—no voting rights, no territory claims—I might listen."Hassan set his glass down. The ice clinked sharply. He tilted hi

  • THE CLAIMED VIRGIN   17

    "He has a specific appetite for dominance," Mateo muttered, his golden eyes tracking a server across the Velvet Lounge."Dominance?" Victor shifted. The silver cuffs on his wrists—part of the 'VX' stage persona—clinked softly."He wants the world to see you belong to the Vargas pack. My brother is... less than subtle. Once our guest arrives, I want you centered. Beside me, under me—I want him to breathe in the scent of my claim on you until he chokes on it.""That sounds like a hardship," Victor replied, though his heart hammered a frantic rhythm against his ribs. He was lying. Between the two Alphas, Mateo had been the one haunting his fever dreams, but Alejandro? He hadn't forgotten the blistering heat of the twin’s hand during their last 'lesson.' Every night, his mind spiraled, imagining Alejandro throwing him onto the furs, only for Mateo to bridge the gap. The dream always fractured before the climax, leaving him starving."I'm sure a stray like you knows how to perform for a pa

  • THE CLAIMED VIRGIN   16

    "Alpha’s pride," Mateo grunted, the elevator humming as it climbed toward the Vargas Grand Casino's peak. "Olivia was... different. Shifters from the high-mountain packs don't just 'date.' They mate for blood and territory. I thought I’d found my anchor, the one to balance the chaos of the Vargas name. But I wasn't enough for her sire. He wanted a Pureblood from an ancient lineage, not a 'tainted' city wolf with a casino empire built on silver and secrets."Victor tilted his head, his eyes tracking the floor numbers. "You’re a billionaire Alpha. How is that not enough?""My wealth smells like gunpowder and old sins," Mateo said, the doors sliding open to the penthouse level. "Her family couldn't stomach the 'stain' of my brothers. Her father even tried to bribe me with a younger cousin—a consolation prize to get me away from his daughter. I thought Olivia would fight. Then she ended it. Her reason? We aren't the same species of monster."Victor’s gaze softened. It wasn't the shallow p

  • THE CLAIMED VIRGIN   15

    "Are you serious right now?"Mateo's voice sliced through the hum of the Vargas Grand Casino's ventilation. He paced the plush carpet of the executive suite, eyes flashing a dangerous gold. "Most people make their pack at work. And the orphan angle? Really? You’d think a stray-turned-Alpha like you would get that not everyone in this city comes from a legacy den. It's not as shady as you’re making it look. Sure, Victor’s story has gaps, but every rogue in this territory is walking around with craters in their history. Should I have dug deeper? Maybe. But he isn't some high-level operative. He’s a dancer. He’s not a Dragunov spy, if that makes your fur lay flat.""How would you know?" Alejandro’s snarl was low, vibrating in his chest. "You don’t, because you never looked past his—"Mateo didn't let him finish. He pivoted and slammed a fist into Alejandro’s jaw. The crack echoed. It was pure, raw reflex. No thought, no strategy, just the beast snapping. They hadn't traded blows like thi

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