All Chapters of THE WOLF WITHIN:CLAIMED BY THE ALPHA: Chapter 91 - Chapter 98

INGRID.As we drive down unfamiliar roads, I keep stealing glances at Lucian from the corner of my eye.I have to admit, he looks really good. Way better than he did with that long hair. This new look suits him."I can see how you're looking at him, Ingrid," Kira's voice teases in my head, full of amusement.I try to ignore her but she keeps giggling, and it becomes louder by the second. "Your feelings for him are getting stronger by the day.""Stop it!" I blurt out, louder than I intended.Lucian’s brow furrows as he glances at me. "Stop what?"My eyes widen and I shake my head. "Oh—uh—I was talking to my wolf," I say quickly.He narrows his gaze slightly, then shifts his attention back to the road."So... what's the plan?" I ask clearing my throat.Lucian glances out the window, then back at me. "I haven’t thought about it yet."I groan, smacking my palm against my forehead. "So..we're just walking in blind?" I ask, my hands starting to sweat from anxiety."Feel free to help me come

INGRID.It’s been three days since Lucian texted me to stay put—three painfully long, silent days.I’ve messaged him several times since—short, careful check-ins just to make sure he’s okay, but nothing. I haven’t gotten a single reply.Deep down, I start to feel like something must have gone terribly wrong because he wouldn’t go quiet just like that. Not now, when everything is hanging by a thread.As for Aiden, I’ve managed to keep my distance. I convinced him that I was too exhausted and too drained to socialize ever since escaping the hunters.He seemed to believe me—or maybe he’s just pretending to. Either way, I’ve been confined to my old room, using my fatigue as an excuse to observe the pack from behind the safety of a curtain.And what I see? Is disturbing.Everyone walks like they’re being watched. Like one wrong move could cost them something precious.Even the training sessions are different. There’s no spirit, no unity. Just forced drills and barked commands.Dash and the

INGRID.The air between us crackles with tension, as Aiden and I stare each other down, the silence growing so thick that it starts drawing the attention of nearby pack members.I lower my gaze to the burner phone he’s handed to me and my heart begins to pound like a war drum.I look back at him, steady my breath, and slowly shake my head. “I don’t know who this belongs to, Aiden,” I lie softly, but with conviction, meeting his eyes head-on.His smile twitches and then breaks into manic laughter that makes the hairs on the back of my neck rise.“You don’t know who this belongs to?” he sneers, his voice dripping with disdain. “Really?”I nod again, my face schooled into a practiced calm, because I can’t afford to let him see the panic crawling under my skin.He snatches the phone from my hand, his laughter dying off sharply, and his eyes darken, his mood shifting like a stormfront rolling in.“Ingrid, I’ve known Lucian is alive this entire time,” he growls, stepping closer. “How I know

INGRIDI stare at the cracked ceiling, wide awake, because every time I close my eyes, I see Lucian’s face twisted in pain, and hear Logan’s cruel laughter echo around him as he tortures him.Kira’s gentle humming drifts through my mind, but it feels like static—more noise than comfort.I turn onto my side, the tiny cot squeaking beneath me, and trace the deep scratches the other prisoners have left in the walls.“Ingrid.” I hear someone call me from behind.I freeze and look toward the cell door. Dash stands there, a metal tray balanced in one hand, and a rifle sling across his chest. He pushes the tray inside and steps back.“Aiden asked me to bring you this,” he says curtly, eyes cold as steel.I stare at the stale bread, cold stew, and then at the rifle, and my heart thrums with defiance.“Something on your mind?” Dash asks, his tone mocking.I lift my chin and shake my head. “Lucian was your Alpha and your friend. How could you betray him like this?”Dash arches his brow, and his