All Chapters of Claimed by the Midnight Alpha: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Chapter 51: Aria stood at the edge of the Midnight Pack’s territory, the moonlight brushing her skin like a memory. The air was crisp, charged with something she couldn’t name. Behind her, the warriors gathered, waiting for her signal. Ahead, a thick fog crept in, unnatural and cold. It was the kind of fog that whispered secrets, the kind that wrapped around your bones and tried to pull you into the past.She knew this wasn’t just an ordinary patrol. Not anymore. The moment that sealed envelope had been delivered to Kael’s private chambers bearing the seal of the Alpha King everything had shifted."Aria," Kael said from beside her, his voice low, gruff. "Stay close. This fog isn’t natural."She turned to him. There was tension in his eyes, but also warmth. Despite everything his curse, her wounds, the prophecy, and the lies they’d chosen each other. For now.But now wasn’t enough with a new war looming.Aria nodded. "Let’s finish this patrol. Then we talk about the Alpha King’s

Chapter 53: Aria woke with a jolt.The sheets were drenched in sweat. Her heart thundered like it wanted out of her chest. The dream or was it a vision? still clung to her skin like smoke.A pair of glowing silver eyes.A voice in the dark whispering her name.And blood… her own blood glowing like moonfire.She reached for her chest, half-expecting to find a wound. Nothing. But something was burning inside her.She slipped out of bed, ignoring the ache in her muscles. Kael was still asleep on the couch nearby, arms folded, a faint scar visible beneath the fabric of his shirt. He hadn’t left her side since the attack at the border.He’d nearly died.Because of her.Aria moved to the balcony of the Alpha’s quarters, letting the cold night air bite into her skin. Below, the Midnight Pack was still recovering wolves rebuilding, warriors sharpening blades, Luna guards circling the halls. The attack had changed everything.They’d won.But the cost was still unfolding.A sharp voice sna

Chapter 55: The moon was high, casting silver shadows over the Midnight Pack’s war-torn grounds. Aria stood on the balcony of the Alpha's chamber, her hair whipping in the cool wind, Kael’s blood still staining her hands. He lay unconscious behind her, his wounds slowly mending thanks to her bond thanks to the curse she had finally broken. But peace hadn’t followed. No, it had only cracked open a darker truth.A messenger's scroll trembled in her grip, sealed in the crimson wax of the Royal Court."By order of the Alpha King, you are summoned to the Highlands within three days. Refusal will be treated as rebellion."Aria’s breath caught. The seal bore the insignia of the Obsidian Crown, a symbol lost for decades. No one had dared use it, not since the Alpha King went silent. Rumors swirled that the throne had fallen, that the Alpha Kingdom fractured beyond repair. Yet now, here it was. A royal summon... to Kael and her.Behind her, Kael stirred. His voice was hoarse, but steady.

Chapter 57: Blood.It dripped slowly from Aria’s palm, trailing down her fingers and onto the cold stone floor.The ancient dagger trembled in her grip.She’d found it buried beneath the altar of the Moon Temple, deep inside the Midnight Pack's sacred ruins. It was far older than any artifact she had seen before, carved with forgotten runes that pulsed with a sickly silver light.This dagger was forged to break bonds, the scroll had read. The Bond Breaker—it severs even the ties fated by the Moon Goddess.And now… she stood alone with it, the scent of her own blood in the air, and Kael’s mark still burning on her neck.Aria clenched her jaw. “What the hell were you hiding, Kael?”Behind her, footsteps echoed.She spun around fast, ready to strike only to find Lucien.His eyes locked on the dagger. “You weren’t supposed to find that.”Aria’s heart skipped.She took a step back, blade raised. “You knew about this? About the prophecy? About her?”Lucien didn’t answer. His silence was l

Chapter 59 Aria stood at the gates of the Midnight Pack’s war room, her heart pounding louder than the footsteps echoing behind her. Kael had returned to his Alpha’s duties, wounded but alive. And now, she stood at the edge of a storm she could no longer avoid.The so-called “true mate,” Lysandra, was alive.And she was watching.Aria pushed open the heavy doors.“Luna,” several guards bowed their heads.She hated how natural the title sounded now. But she wore it like armor. If she let herself feel everything, she’d crumble.Kael was standing over a map, his shirt off, bandages wrapped around his ribs, blood still staining the edge. Lucien stood beside him, arms crossed, tension crackling between them.Aria’s eyes flicked to Lucien. He hadn’t looked her in the eye since Kael was nearly killed.Traitor? Maybe. But she had bigger threats now.“Kael,” she said, her voice firm.He looked up, something unreadable in his eyes. “Aria.”She walked straight to him, ignoring Lucien.“I need