Todos los capítulos de Reclaiming My Beloved Alpha: Capítulo 181 - Capítulo 190

EdelineI considered the situation, weighing the possibility of being pregnant. If I were, it wouldn’t necessarily threaten the potential offspring, considering it was still early. I don’t usually drink, but on the rare occasions that I did, it had a numbing effect. Maybe a glass of wine would be a safer option. Just one glass might make me feel a bit lightheaded, but it wouldn’t have any serious effects on any potential cells that might be forming.So, are we going to have a drink with Alpha Conor or what?It might not be the safest option...Despite the risks, I was pumped up with excitement at the thought. My heart raced with anticipation. Maybe a glass of wine could help me forget my troubles... I’d been through so much, and there must be a reason why he sought me out..."Sure. Alright, let’s go," I nodded in agreement.He flashed me a small grin, his massive figure towering over me as he stepped aside to let me pass.Heading into no man's land with a powerful Alpha who had killed

EdelineHe snapped back to the present, looking at me with a soft chuckle. "Oh, that’s a mix of Jägermeister, coconut rum, and pineapple juice. Not a lot of bartenders know it, but it’s good—better than it sounds, I promise. You can have it as a shot or a drink. It might sound weird, but trust me, it’s surprisingly tasty. Don’t worry, you’ll be just fine," he assured me with a nod, his tone more playful now.I gave him a polite smile, trying to relax as we both settled into the quiet that followed. We sat there with our legs hanging off the barstools, not saying a word. My thoughts, however, were anything but quiet. They kept drifting back to everything that had happened this evening, replaying each moment like a movie I couldn’t turn off.I had decided to stop pursuing him. I had reached a point where my spirit just couldn’t take it anymore. I had to surrender. It was totally understandable, even to me.I was tired—tired of always being second best, tired of being the one who’s ther

EdelineListening to his story pulled at my heartstrings. The way Maximus had manipulated him, using his rightful claim to the pack to make him treat his own mate so cruelly—it was more than unfair. He should have stood up to Maximus."So, what happened next?" I leaned in closer, completely drawn into his tale. It was clear that everyone had their own story, their own pain.A small grin tugged at his lips as a memory surfaced. "You know, Tatiana... she was such a sweetheart. But the funny thing is, Maximus, my old man, he just couldn't stand that my firstborn wasn't a boy. Here I was, the Alpha, and my first child was a girl. It didn't sit well with him, not one bit. Back then, I didn't think much of it, but now... now it all makes sense why my firstborn turned out to be a girl," he chuckled, though the sound was laced with bitterness. "I was really involved in Tatiana's life, more than Maximus liked. He kept challenging my authority, putting me in these impossible situations. But the

EdelineThe thought of it made her furious, always nudging me, pushing me to make decisions before it was too late. If I waited much longer, I would not be able to stop her.The overwhelming emotions would drive her to take matters into her own hands, and she would not hesitate to go after innocent blood. She would not stop. And then, what? I would be in big trouble. Percival would have to decide. It was his pup, after all. I doubted he would actually have me executed, but I was not about to test that theory.I stopped pacing and bit my lip. Kneeling, I reached under my bed and pulled out the map of the packlands. I had spent time figuring out which pack might take me. I needed to find a way out.I had to leave. It was getting too risky to stay. Not just because of my wolf's craving for blood, but because of the bond with Percival. It kept pulling me toward him, toward someone who had not even noticed my absence for three days. Three days, and he was off with Tatiana, not a single tho

EdelineThe crowd rumbled in agreement, and William glanced at Darius, his expression faltering, a lump clearly forming in his throat. His voice shook as he announced the sentence. “Darius will face serious consequences,” he said, struggling to keep his composure. “He will spend one month in the cellars, and another month in the dog house—chained in wolf form, wearing a collar.”I felt the blood drain from my face, my whole body going numb. One month for each? My stomach twisted painfully. He doesn’t deserve that! He doesn’t! The crowd, oblivious to the truth, erupted in cheers. They had no idea—no idea what really happened. I was reeling, my mind racing, when suddenly a piercing scream sliced through the air behind me. I whipped around, drawn to the sound, my heart leaping into my throat. Tatiana. She was pushing through the crowd, with Percival at her side, her tear-streaked face wet and shining in the moonlight. My breath caught at the sight of her, an overwhelming mix of anger