All Chapters of Claimed by My Bully Alpha: Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

Aurora’s P.O.VI paced back and forth in my room, the quiet tapping of my feet on the floor only adding to the pounding rhythm of my thoughts. Caleb. Caroline. Everyone out there, probably frantic, searching for me, and here I am, trapped in this space, cut off from everything that should matter.I try to connect with the people I care about, to feel something—anything—but it’s like there’s a wall between us. A blank, numb space where the bonds should be. What’s wrong with me? Is it me, or have they done something? Have they put some kind of spell on me? I can’t help but wonder, but the more I try to think it through, the more tangled my thoughts become.I can't even remember how I got here. The feeling of isolation grows heavier, suffocating me in a way I don’t know how to explain. Maybe if I can just get my mind off it, just clear my head for a second, things will make sense. But that’s the problem. Nothing makes sense. I run my fingers through my hair and glance toward the door, as

Aurora’s P.O.VWhen I reached the main hallway, I realized that the house was actually bigger than I first imagined it to be. It was large, sitting on a large expanse of land with several huge doors leading on either side of the wide hallway, but they all appeared locked shut.I walked further into the house, following behind Harmona and soon, I came to a grand staircase with ornate furniture and a grand chandelier and I realized that this house was indeed a mansion. Whoever designed this building had paid particular attention to even the most minute details, making it a pure work of art, not easily seen anywhere else. The beauty of all the interior was enough to make me swoon because never in my life had I seen something as grand, but the reality of my situation quickly came crashing down on me as Harmona cleared her throat, urging me to follow her once again.Harmona took me down the grand spiral stairs and to a huge dining room which I would’ve admired if I hadn't been busy sketchi

Aurora’s P.O.VAfter dinner, Lucas ushered all of us into a room filled with toys, his voice calm but firm. "Go on, bond with each other. I'll come back when it's bedtime," he said, offering a reassuring smile before stepping out and closing the door behind him.The moment the door latched, Ashton moved toward me with quiet urgency, his gaze sharp and warning. "Be careful with what you say," he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper. "Even the walls have ears."My breath hitched. So they were listening. I had suspected it, but hearing Ashton confirm it sent a wave of unease through me. If they were monitoring everything, how could we speak freely? How could I communicate without risking exposure? My mind raced for a solution, but nothing came fast enough.Just then, Violet stepped closer, her small fingers brushing against my hand. Her touch was feather light, but her words were heavy with meaning. "What they say is the opposite of what they mean," she whispered, her voice so soft

Aurora’s P.O.VI could feel my heartbeat faster in my chest as I looked at Ashton. I had to know the truth, and I had to know it now. The air around us felt charged, like a storm was brewing. I couldn’t hold back any longer, not after everything I’d witnessed, everything I’d been through."Why is he doing this?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper, trembling despite myself. "What the hell is wrong with Lucas? Is he some kind of psychopath?"Ashton shook his head, his eyes holding the same pent up fear and anger as did Maggie. “He calls himself a Wizard Scientist.” He scoffed. “He says he’s working on something big, something that will change the world. But we don’t know, Aurora. We’re in the same boat as you. We’re all his prisoners, his to do as we please.”Maggie, who had been sitting quietly beside us, finally spoke up. "It’s not just a science project, Aurora. Lucas is... he's trying to create a new breed of children, ones that will carry on his legacy. He believes these chil

Caleb’s P.O.VIt’s already morning when my father finally gets the go-ahead to enter pack territory and dig into the Lunar Coven. We waste no time. Everyone piles into the cars, and soon enough, we’re on the road, heading for Somerset, Maine. I can feel the tension in the air, the unease gnawing at me. Caroline’s with us, and to no one’s surprise, Damien is too, accompanied by a few of his guards.The two-hour ride feels like it drags on forever. I can tell everyone’s frustration, particularly with how Caroline’s managing to keep herself so calm—probably because she was trying to focus on finding Aurora. But I wasn’t so sure she could find her. Even my mating bond was silent, and it made me even more worried as the seconds ticked by.When we finally reach the Forest Dancers pack’s borders, the tension only builds. The forest surrounding the pack is dense, eerie, and there’s a strange quiet to it. I can’t shake the feeling that something’s watching us. As we get closer, my father, Alph