All Chapters of CLAIMED BY FIVE ALPHAS?: Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

Ryder’s POV“Enjoyed play time with Rose ?” Chester grinned as he watched me limp with a black eye.“Shut up !” I snapped while rolling my eyes.I officially hate my wolf and my Beta.Hmfphh !Those rascals.“In my office, Ryder. ASAP,” San mindlinked me with urgency lacing her voice.What’s the matter now ?I hope everything is fine.“Run fucker,” Titan urged while rolling his eyes.I immediately dashed to her office and the moment I barged inside, I found myself pinned against the door with San’s lips crashing against mine in a hot blooded kiss.I moaned as she pushed herself further in me to fit herself as perfectly as a key in a lock.I groaned when she curled her fingers in my hair and pulled my head backwards to expose my throat for her to relish it.“Please don’t tell me that I turned you into a Vampire, babe,” I chuckled as San filled my neck with love bites.I loved it when she lightly sucked on my bobbing Adam’s Apple.She was a cute little kitten.My kitten.“I heard you ha

San’s POV“Dad, we need to close the tunnel between Rylot and my room. Alpha Draven has sent assassins through that route,” I said as I plopped down on the couch of my Dad’s office with a can of soda in my hand while Ryder sat on the other end.“How do you know ?” Dad asked as he signed a few documents as the outgoing Alpha.I slapped my hand on the table and withdrew it minus the scroll. Dad picked it up and raised his brow.“Who wrote this ?” he asked.“It is one of my spies,” I said and Ryder looked at me in astonishment but quickly recovered. “I have a dozen of them in Draven’s land. Seems like he is one of those sent on the mission,” I shrugged.“And why are you so relaxed when there are unwanted wolves roaming loosely around in our pack ?” Dad asked while peering down his eyes from his reading glasses.“They are already in the dungeons. All of them are ready for questioning. I was hoping if you would break them down and declare a war on Draven. He is giving us no other option,”

// Stories of Zoe's KidsSEXTUPLET STORY 3: REJECTED ONCE, CLAIMED TWICE4 years back ….Aira’s POV“Yo, dames and duds! Mom finally said yes—we’re heading to the Dark Moon Pack’s uni!” Ryder whooped, grinning like a lunatic as he raised his arms, revealing crates of party drinks that were definitely on the ‘No-No’ list. “Let’s get this party started!”Cue mayhem.All the boys in the room erupted in wild cheers.“Woooo! Let’s hit it!!”“Whoa! Sensitive ears here!” I hollered, flinching at the volume. “Chillax, guys,” I added with a dramatic eye roll as I dropped onto the couch beside one of my sextuplet brothers—the infamous, over-the-top, obnoxiously proud Ryder Stone.Drumrolls, please.“Shut up, sissy,” Ryder said fondly, slinging his arm around my neck and tugging me close. “I know you’re gonna miss your awesome brother—but hey, it’s not like you’re staying behind either.”And he was right.I was leaving too—off to the Dark Arts Academy.My goal? To become Grand Master of the Dark

Aira’s POVA soft cry tore from my throat as Chester’s mouth pressed against the delicate skin of my neck, his tongue lapping in maddening circles. My fingers gripped his jet-black hair like a lifeline, desperate to ground myself in a moment that felt like drowning in desire.He kissed me as if I were the air he needed to breathe, hands steady as he held me in his lap. His lips—so soft, so sinfully sweet—left trails of fire over my skin, down to my bare shoulder blades. I felt myself unraveling, skin shivering where his mouth lingered, chest heaving with every stolen breath.He wasn’t my friend. Not even close. But in that moment, wrapped around him, I wanted to forget everything else. Maybe it was the alcohol, maybe the crushing loneliness we both carried—but I didn’t care. I wanted this. I wanted him.“Such a beautiful, sweet baby,” he groaned, tightening his hold on me as he pulled my legs around his lean torso, kissing my throat like it was his only salvation. “So… unquestioning.

Aira’s POV“Which pack are you from, little girl? You look lost,” the bald, bloated owner of the brothel sneered, clicking his tongue. “Tsk. Tsk. Tsk. Do you even know where you are, baby girl?” His voice dripped with amusement.Baby girl?Huh?!He could be my grandpa for all I cared.Ugh. I wanted to puke.The man reeked of rotten eggs mixed with the sickly smell of rubber—but beneath that, there was a faint trace of something sweet, like honey, clinging to his skin. That tiny scent made me want to pay him a million dollars just to taste it.“I thought you had a ‘No Questions Asked’ policy for adult customers,” I snapped, bending close until my face nearly touched his. “And as for me being little or lost—don’t mess with a furious Alpha female. It won’t be pretty, mister. Trust me, you’d rather live in peace than wake up screaming every night with scars your wolf couldn’t even heal.”My eyes blazed fury as I stared into his frightened ones. “Just get me the man or woman you were with.