บททั้งหมดของ Reclaiming My Beloved Alpha: บทที่ 261 - บทที่ 270

TatianaI really felt like giving up.I totally deserved it.I had never really had the strength to think for myself. Everything had always been taken care of for me. Choices made on my behalf. Without a second thought, I shoved the scalpel into my jugular. The silver stung my skin like acid. Blood spilled from my throat as I sprawled out on the chilly tile floor, watching the thick, red liquid fill the gaps between each square. Cleaning the grout was going to be a pain.I surrendered to the darkness wrapping around me, feeling my pulse thumping in my head. I felt pretty light, a bit off but somehow breezy.I barely noticed when my door swung open with a bang, stomping footsteps echoing through the room. A familiar voice shouted, cutting through the haze. The floor shook with each step, and then I was enveloped in strong arms, a calming scent wrapping around me.And just like that, I felt totally weightless.…Nixx The sun was sinking lower now, casting the sky in shades of deep blu

NixxWe made our way through the crowd to a picnic table where my parents were sitting. Mirabelle kept muttering about me being "such a meanie" for how I’d treated Jazz, but I tuned most of it out. Occasionally, I’d catch snippets of wolves talking about Percival—rumors about how he was hiding, how weak he must be. Apparently, everyone was chomping at the bit to challenge him.As I helped Mirabelle settle onto the bench next to my mom, I stifled a laugh. Our guest of honor was still the center of attention, his presence casting a long shadow over everything.Mom smiled warmly at Mirabelle, her eyes softening. "You look beautiful."Mirabelle flushed a deep red, ducking her head. "Thanks, Dahlia."Mom had always loved Mirabelle. It had been awkward telling my parents that she was carrying my pup, but… they were relieved it wasn’t Tatiana. My parents still clung to the idea that Tatiana was my true mate, that with the right training, she could’ve been a good wolf—redeemable.And for a wh

NixxThree men stood up almost immediately, no hesitation in their movements. They made their way toward him, their expressions full of anger as they puffed out their chests, trying to appear as menacing as possible.Percival didn’t flinch. He met each of their gazes, one by one, his tongue swiping over his lips again. He bit down on his lip ring, flashing a wicked grin. His head tilted back, and he laughed—loudly, manically. "Is this it? Is this all?" he taunted. There was something unhinged about him, something raw and dangerous. I couldn’t look away, mesmerized by the sheer power radiating off of him.Maxim laughed again, clearly impressed. "Gabe has created such a monster," he muttered under his breath. "This is going to be fun."The first man stepped forward, a low growl building in his chest. Percival’s response was immediate—he flashed his teeth, eyes narrowing. "Shift, pup!" he roared, his muscles bulging beneath his skin as he prepared for the fight, his blood surging with th

Percival“Maybe it’s time we try things differently, Dad,” I said slowly, my voice like ice cracking. “Your way doesn’t seem to be working anymore.” I turned to the rest of the wolves gathered around us. My voice rang out, sharp and clear. “Look at them! Look at all these skins!” I gestured toward the lifeless bodies. “They don’t even shift into wolves half the time! What’s the point of calling this a pack?” I threw my arms wide, letting them all feel the weight of my words. “This isn’t a pack—it’s a bunch of humans living together under one roof! We’re the Brady Bunch, with cousins, uncles, and friends! Always throwing barbecues for any excuse we can come up with!” From behind me, Maxim chuckled, low and amused. The anger boiled hotter inside me, a raw energy that surged in my chest. My wolf stirred, urging me forward. He was with me, pushing me toward the truth we both knew. We wanted a real pack. I turned back to Dad, locking eyes with him. “We haven’t been wolves

PercivalI shot her an angry glare, turning back to my father, who was slowly getting to his feet, his shame palpable. “Dad... you’ve caused this pack to destroy itself. We are no longer wolves because of your leadership. We are more skin than fur, devoid of true strength. Your secrets—about your one night with Dahlia, Darius’s illness, the savage murder of his mate, and your orders for Jack and me to keep it all hidden. Pushing me to be with a wolf who wasn’t my mate, forcing your other son to take the title when he never wanted it, making him reject his mate!” Each word fueled my growing anger, the weight of my words pressing heavily in the air. “You deserve to be punished!” Strength coursed through my muscles as the truth spilled from my lips. “Percival!” a deep voice called from behind me. I turned to see Alpha Reynolds emerging from the pack house, flanked by his beta and his son. Gaspar had summoned him at my request when I first came out here. I had kept my plan under wra