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I didn’t realize I was dying until my lungs started screaming.

A hand clamped around my throat—strong, mercilessly pinning me hard against the tiled wall of the bathroom. Water sprayed uselessly around us, bouncing off skin and porcelain, slicking the floor beneath my feet.

My hands flew up instinctively, clawing at the wrist crushing my windpipe.

“El—” The sound died in my throat.

Elara’s face hovered inches from mine, eyes blazing, jaw tight with fury. There was no hesitation in her grip. No doubt. Just rage.

“I warned you,” she hissed, her voice sharp enough to cut. “I warned you what would happen if anything touched my brother.”

I shook my head violently, panic exploding through me. My vision blurred at the edges as pressure tightened.

“I didn’t—” I tried to say, but it came out as nothing more than a broken wheeze.

Her fingers dug in harder.

“Don’t lie to me,” she snapped. “Damien came home bleeding. Blood on his clothes. On his hands. And now you want me to believe you had nothi
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  • The Alpha’s Captive    13

    Claire’s POVI woke up slowly.Not because I wanted to — but because my body felt different.I grunted heavily as my whole body felt wildered.For a second, I didn’t move. I didn’t open my eyes. I just lay there, breathing, letting the unfamiliar weight of the moment press into me. The sheets were tangled around my legs, soft and unfamiliar against my skin, and the air smelled faintly of smoke and something darker. Something male.My chest tightened.No.My eyes flew open.Sunlight spilled through tall curtains, cutting across the room in pale gold lines. It was morning. Not late night. Not shadows and secrets.Morning.Reality crashed into me all at once as flashbacks weighed on me.This wasn’t my room.My heart started pounding so loudly I was convinced it might wake him.Him.I turned my head slowly, dread curling tight in my stomach.Lucian was still asleep beside me. And he was fast asleep with his cock softened. Just then i remembered how he used that dick of his to drill a hole

  • The Alpha’s Captive    12

    The air rushed past me and it was so cold, sharp and endless.For a split second, I felt weightless—like nothing mattered anymore. Like the fear, the blood, the threats, the suffocating walls of this house had finally loosened their grip.Then—A hand caught my wrist tightly. “Claire!”The force jerked my body violently, pain shooting up my arm as my weight snapped backward. My fingers scraped against the metal railing, skin burning as my grip slipped.I gasped, heart slamming against my ribs.Lucian held me so tightly and I could see the fear in his eyes. His hand was locked around mine, veins bulging, jaw clenched so tight I thought his teeth might crack. He leaned dangerously over the balcony edge, his other hand gripping the rail for balance.“Hold on,” he ordered. “Don’t you dare let go.”I laughed weakly through tears. “Why?”His eyes flashed. “Because I said so.”My fingers trembled. My arm ached. Gravity tugged at me like it was impatient.“I’m tired,” I whispered. “I’m so t

  • The Alpha’s Captive    11

    I didn’t realize I was dying until my lungs started screaming.A hand clamped around my throat—strong, mercilessly pinning me hard against the tiled wall of the bathroom. Water sprayed uselessly around us, bouncing off skin and porcelain, slicking the floor beneath my feet.My hands flew up instinctively, clawing at the wrist crushing my windpipe.“El—” The sound died in my throat.Elara’s face hovered inches from mine, eyes blazing, jaw tight with fury. There was no hesitation in her grip. No doubt. Just rage.“I warned you,” she hissed, her voice sharp enough to cut. “I warned you what would happen if anything touched my brother.”I shook my head violently, panic exploding through me. My vision blurred at the edges as pressure tightened.“I didn’t—” I tried to say, but it came out as nothing more than a broken wheeze.Her fingers dug in harder.“Don’t lie to me,” she snapped. “Damien came home bleeding. Blood on his clothes. On his hands. And now you want me to believe you had nothi

  • The Alpha’s Captive    10

    While in the car, we didn’t say anything to each other. I was so lost, replaying the incident in my head and the gun pointed to my head.The engine hummed beneath us, steady and indifferent, but my thoughts were anything but. I sat rigid in the passenger seat, my hands folded tightly in my lap, staring straight ahead as the road blurred past the window.I couldn’t stop seeing it.The gun.The man.Damien’s hand—The sound of the shot replayed in my head like a broken recording. Over and over. The way Damien had moved so fast and so sure, how he hadn’t hesitated for even a second before putting himself between me and death.And then how easily he’d killed the man afterward.My stomach churned.I swallowed hard, my throat dry, my chest tight like I hadn’t taken a full breath since it happened. I turned my head slightly, just enough to look at Damien without him noticing.Blood stained his clothes. Dark, ugly patches across his sleeve, his knuckles, the cuff of his shirt.My fault.The t

  • The Alpha’s Captive    9

    I didn’t even have time to scream.The man in black stood in front of me like a shadow ripped out of the wall, his face hidden beneath a cap, his eyes dead and empty. The gun was already raised. Already aimed at me. I halted in shock. My chest tightened.My eyes became even more frozen as I watched the man pull the trigger.Everything happened at once.A hand slammed over the barrel of the gun, forcing it sideways just as the shot rang out. The sound was deafening in the small restroom, sharp enough to split my skull open. I subconsciously used my hands to cover my ears.Damien.The bullet tore straight through his hand.His hand was already bleeding and dripping with blood.“Damien!” I screamed, my voice breaking as his blood splattered against the tiled wall and my skin.He didn’t even flinch.His jaw clenched, teeth grinding together as pain flashed across his face for a fraction of a second—just a fraction—before something darker took over.Rage.Pure, violent rage.Damien slamme

  • The Alpha’s Captive    8

    I woke up choking on fear.My body froze before my mind could catch up, every muscle locking as my breath stalled in my chest. My heart slammed so violently I thought it might give me away.“D-don’t—” My voice cracked before I even knew what I was saying.“Don’t move.”The voice was calm and shushy.My eyes adjusted slowly, dread pooling in my stomach as my vision cleared.“What…Elara?” My jaw dropped.She stood over me.She held the gun like she’d done it a thousand times before—steady, precise, her finger resting easily against the trigger. Her face was unreadable, eyes dark and sharp, completely devoid of emotion.My pulse roared in my ears.“Elara…” I whispered. “What—what’s going on?”She didn’t answer immediately. Just stared at me like I was something she was deciding whether to dispose of.“I don’t trust you,” she said finally.Her voice came out slow and cold but very Deadly.I swallowed hard. “I don’t even know what you think I’ve done.”Her mouth curved into the faintest, c

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