Lahat ng Kabanata ng Claimed by the three Alphas: Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

Serena’s POVThe sharp scent of antiseptic filled the infirmary, mingling with the faint metallic tang of blood. Rhett lay unconscious on the bed, his usually cocky expression replaced by an eerie stillness. His chest rose and fell in slow, steady breaths, the effects of the tranquilizer still holding him under. I exhaled, gripping the edge of the nearby counter to steady myself. My body still ached from the encounter, and my lip throbbed where his fangs had cut into it. "You're reckless, you know that?". Dorian’s voice pulled me from my string of thoughts. I turned to see him watching me, his arms crossed, his sharp eyes assessing every scratch and bruise. "You saved him," he continued, softer this time. "You could’ve gotten yourself killed." I let out a dry laugh. "Wouldn’t be the first time someone tried to kill me." His jaw tightened, and before I could react, he was in front of me, tilting my chin up with two fingers. My breath hitched. His gaze flickered to my lips, sp

Serena's POVI had always hated the 'Code of Conduct.' After reading it then, I began to wonder why there were several rules that just didn't make sense. According to the code of conduct, there was an unspoken rule, something ingrained into the pack over generations.At the end of each patrol, the Gammas, battle-hardened, restless, and destructive, were expected to release their tension, and their mates were expected to provide that release. Like it was an obligation. Like it wasn't a choice.I had heard the whispers of some women accepting it, saying it was just a part of life. Others endured it in silence, trapped by tradition. But it wasn't right. It was never right when it was forced.And as I stepped outside, the truth of it slammed into me with full force. Sophie was backed against a stone pillar, her wide, terrified eyes locked onto mine. "Serena," she gasped. "Help me."The Gamma in front of her growled, his grip tightening around her wrist. His eyes were dark with frustration

Serena’s POVMy heart was still racing from the kiss, but I forced herself to keep a straight face. This was just a game to him and I knew better than to let myself get drawn in. Rhett, however, looked thoroughly amused. “That was nice, wasn’t it?” His fingers traced the edge of my sleeve, almost absentmindedly. I pulled away. “It was nothing.” He raised an eyebrow. “Nothing?” “Yes.” I took a step back, my voice firm. “We are not in love Rhett. I’m not and you’re not either.” His smirk faltered, just for a second. “And if I am?” I scoffed, shaking my head. “You don’t. You just like playing with me.” Rhett leaned forward, resting his elbow on his knee. “And you like pretending that you don’t want me.” I clenched my jaw tightly , but my gaze was averted. “That’s because I don’t want you,” I willed her voice to come out louder, but instead, it sounded almost like a whimper.He let out a low chuckle, tilting his head. “Then why were you flustered?” “I have to leave now,” I said,

Serena’s POVPayne had fully transformed now and covered himself with a robe given to him by one of the gammas.“She’s Baby Apollo’s babysitter,” Payne reminded Winnie, his voice dripping with irritation. “Killing her now would be… inconvenient.” Winnie scowled. “So what? We can find another Omega to watch the brat.” “The Alpha won’t like it,” Payne countered. “She still has a use. But—” He yanked me forward, his lips curling into a smirk. “That doesn’t mean she can’t be punished. Until she makes another mistake, of course.” I hated the way they talked about me like I wasn’t present.Winnie sighed dramatically, as if she were being denied a favorite toy. “Fine. But next time, I want her gone.” My stomach twisted, rage bubbling beneath my skin. Not because of Winnie’s words, I had expected as much from her. But because of them. The Alphas. The ones who were supposed to lead this pack. The ones who allowed their subordinates to act like wild animals, preying on those weaker than

Serena’s POVDamien’s fists clenched at his sides, his jaw tight with rage. Dorian stood rigid, his usually composed face twisted with something sharp, betrayal. And Rhett? His usual smirk was gone, replaced by a look I had never seen before. “You’ve got to be kidding me,” Damien growled, his voice dangerously low. “Three? Three mates?” His eyes flashed, dark and furious. “This has to be some kind of sick joke.” I crossed my arms. “I’m not joking,” I muttered. Dorian exhaled sharply, shaking his head. “It doesn’t make sense.” His voice was still controlled, but barely. “This isn’t how the mate bond works.” “You’re not the moon goddess.” His eyes snapped to mine, and I saw something flicker there, guilt. Rhett ran a hand through his hair, stepping back like he needed distance. “This is insane,” he muttered. “I thought—” He stopped, looking at me like he didn’t even recognize me. “I thought it was just me.” Right. Because the universe revolves around you. “You all thought so, bu