All Chapters of Claimed by the Alphas: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Than povOn the list of “things I don’t want to deal with today” I definitely didn’t write ‘looking for Ted.’The little slimy fucker slid away while I dealed with the leeches and now I can’t find him anymore. I checked everywhere I could imagine he could be hiding - behind the refrigeration unit, which for the record, I have no idea why or how we got. Next, I checked between the beds in the torture chambers and I even managed to slip into the bathroom that can’t be bigger than a couple of square feet. And nothing. Fucking nothing - he’s nowhere to be seen. “Damn it,” I hiss as I keep walking down the halls and checking rooms as I go. Every now and then I catch an occasional passing low rank demon to question them, but none of them have seen him. “Ted, you motherfucker, where are you?!” I growl loudly enough for everyone to hear me but the little fucker won’t respond. Of course, he won’t. I’m pretty sure he knows he’s so damn fucked that this time he won’t get out alive anymore.

Lazarus povAlister has been inside that creepy garden for a while and I’m starting to get worried about what might happen next. I’ve always liked it better to have my son near by, somewhere where I can watch him and know for a fact that he’s safe. I’ve heard it far too many times how overprotective I am, how it’s unhealthy for a child to live on a “leash” that close to a parent and how that supposedly holds him back from finding his own true self. In truth, I fully believe that I’m not holding him back at all. What I’m doing is keeping my son safe and sound, surrounded by people who wish him the best and always stuck in an environment that brings positive emotions, acceptance and loads of love. While I understand that independence is important, so is a good proof that your family loves and cares about you more than you thought. “I wonder what’s taking him so long..” I mutter under my breath, glancing between Ophelia, still sleeping soundly and the garden where Alister disappeared

Than povOne thing everyone should understand is that I don’t play when it comes to my family. And now, the Vincent’s are my family as much as my little demonic spawns are. Regardless of why or how, in his tiny, undeveloped mind, Ted decided that he has the right to play with what I love the most, which means the consequences are impossible to escape. It’s about time I remind the little sneaky bitch why he’s supposed to thank God for his existence in the first place and just how easily every prayer he might mutter will be ignored. Mark my words, they will be ignored no matter how loud he screams. While the demons split into groups to find Ted, I head to the main hall where there is the throne where I sit whenever I deliver punishments to sinners and that little bitch is the first name on my list today. Some demons follow me but neither talk so I don’t try to start any communication either. Instead, I focus on every wild thought that runs through my mind, mainly the ideas about eve

Luka povEver since I heard that Laz is returning with the kids, nothing but dread is filling me. I don’t think anyone truly understands how scary older siblings can be, even if they’re just a few minutes later, but especially if they’re as calm and collected as Lazarus is. The truth is that the calm ones are often the deadliest ones. It’s not the same situation with Lenox, of course, nobody could keep him sitting down and quiet even if he was bound to a chair by force. That guy always finds a way to get under someone’s skin even if unintentionally. The logical part of me is screaming for me to sit down and think. Like, carefully think everything over and plan a couple of steps ahead. The not so logical part wants to scream, tug at my hair, maybe create some much needed bald spots on my head in the process too since I really seem to need them these days.. not. But also, there’s another part that wants nothing but peace and silence so it screams at me, demanding for me to sit dow

Fenton povFinally, fucking finally my plan is starting to move somewhere. I can’t believe it has taken me so long to get this close to what I truly want. It was supposed to be easy - a quick and simple kidnapping, a drop of his blood and boom, I’m at the top of the food chain. But no, of course that’s now how everything happened. Not only was I stuck with a team of idiots who somehow managed to snatch the wrong guy, but also, I’ve been hiding in the woods like some criminal all this time. But not for long anymore.. I’m so close I can taste the victory at the back of my throat already and I refuse to let go of it. “You’re delusional, you know that, right?” Felix grumbles next to me, still acting like his voice holds some power near me. The truth is that just because he survived Lenox Vincent doesn’t mean he’s special all of a sudden. Lenox is an enigma, nobody in their right mind could ever figure him out. Fuck it, even crazies couldn’t do that simply because of how backwards t