Semua Bab Claimed By The Alpha: Cursed Desires: Bab 81 - Bab 89

Author's POVSmoke curled into the sky like twisted ribbons, and the ground was soaked in blood and ash.The battle was at its worst.André stood in the middle of the training field, chest heaving, fur slick with sweat and blood his own and others’. Around him, his warriors fought like wolves possessed. Screams and snarls filled the night air as Rhygar’s forces surged in relentless waves.But they hadn’t broken the line.Not yet.André had already taken down five of them on his own.Then came Oric.Massive. Brutal. Foaming at the mouth like a beast unchained.André had no time to shift back.Oric came crashing through the flame-lit fog like a boulder, launching himself at André with a roar that shook the trees. They collided in a tangle of claws and fangs, tumbling across the dirt. Oric bit deep into André’s shoulder, drawing a vicious tear of flesh.André growled, ignoring the pain.He slammed his elbow into Oric’s jaw, then twisted and pinned the traitor to the ground. But Oric buck

Genevieve’s POVThe world outside had gone quiet.No alarms. No screams. No shadows creeping through the trees.For the first time in weeks, the pack house was still its halls bathed in candlelight, its windows open to the soft hush of the wind. The fires had died down. The warriors had gone to rest. The Council’s verdict was behind us.And André was finally mine again.We hadn’t spoken much since the judgment. He’d come to me with blood still on his skin, and I’d wrapped my arms around him without a word. Now, as I stood in our room, the tension in my chest slowly began to loosen.The door clicked shut behind him.I turned.He stood there, shirtless, sweat and war washed clean from his skin. The bandage on his ribs had been replaced, but his eyes they still carried the storm. The weight of everything he’d carried.And yet when he looked at me, it was like he was coming home.Neither of us spoke as he crossed the room. He reached for me slowly, his fingers curling around mine. I could

André’s POVThe knock on healer's door was softer than it should’ve been.I wasn’t here to demand answers. I was here because something inside me something old and aching needed to understand.She opened the door with that calm, knowing look in her eyes, like she’d already sensed me coming. The scent of herbs and wolfsbane clung to the air behind her, grounding and earthy.“Alpha,” she greeted gently. “Or are you just André today?”I gave a small, tired smile. “Just André.”She stepped aside and motioned me in. “Then sit. And tell me what’s eating you alive from the inside out.”I didn’t speak for a moment.The fire crackled in the hearth. The windows were open to the breeze. And still my chest felt like it was carrying a weight I wasn’t meant to bear.“I connect with her” I said finally.Marala raised a brow. “Genevieve.”I nodded. “It wasn’t just a connection, It was… it was lightning. Like something in me cracked open. Like I’ve been asleep for years and just now woke up.”Her eyes

André’s POV The moment the maid dropped the black-sealed letter in my hand, Ikneww something was wrong because black letters always means war in our world. The scent was unfamiliar cloaked, masked but beneath it lingered the faint, rotting trace of something old and treacherous, Alpha Theo, my enemy. An envious man who has always wanted what I have but has never gotten it no matter how hard he tried. I didn’t even sit before I ripped the seal and read the note. “Your woman's brother is with me. Tell her, if you dare. Or don’t. Either way, if I don’t get what I want soon, I’ll send him back piece by piece.” My vision burned red, if it was at first I wouldn't have cared, I'd have let him die but now I can't because I know Tex means the world to Genevieve, and if I let him die, it'll break Genevieve. My claws extended before I could stop them, slicing the wood of the table I gripped. “Tex…” I whispered. Genevieve’s younger brother. The boy she had spoken of in quiet moments,

Tex’s POVI waited until the guard yawned. It was the third time in less than ten minutes. He was bored, sleepy, and stupidly overconfident exactly what I’d been hoping for. His keys jingled lazily at his side, and his steps had grown slower, sloppier.My wrists were raw from silver. My muscles ached from days of cold stone and damp shadows but I wasn’t broken, not yet, I can't let this monster win, I can let him use me to get what he wants. Not when Genevieve was out there not when I knew Alpha Theo planned to use me like a weapon against her. So I waited. One breath. Two. Then I lunged.The silver cuffs scraped against my flesh, but I gritted through the pain, launching myself at the bars just as the guard leaned in to glance at my water bowl. My hands shot out snatched the key ring from his belt and twisted hard.He shouted, I didn’t care I just have to get out of here. I shoved him back with everything I had, adrenaline overriding the agony searing up my arms. He hit the wall with