Semua Bab Claimed By The Alpha Billionaire: Bab 81 - Bab 90

The drive back to the house was easy, unhurried. The windows were cracked just enough for the cool evening air to slip in, ruffling Aria’s hair. She sat back in her seat, watching the blur of trees and hills roll by while Kieran’s hand rested on her thigh in that casual way of his that still made her pulse pick up.They talked about nothing and everything, until Kieran’s voice shifted, low and steady, as he began to tell her about the world beyond the Black Moon borders.“There are other beings out there,” he said. “Some we tolerate, even trade with when it suits both sides. Others…” His mouth curved into something that wasn’t quite a smile. “Not so much.”“Like the vampires,” she guessed.&ld

The pack house was buzzing with movement and noise by the time Aria and Mira arrived. The air was thick with the scent of smoke, cleaning supplies, and the faint copper tang of blood. Wolves moved in and out through every doorway, some carrying supplies, others tending to scrapes or burns. The hum of voices was constant, worried, determined, urgent.“They work fast,” Mira murmured beside her, eyes scanning the scene. “But this one’s going to take a while to recover from.”“What about the people whose homes were destroyed?” Aria asked.Mira’s mouth pressed into a thin line. “Some are still in shock. They’ll wait for the Alpha’s decision. But… we do have some rooms here for emergency housing. They haven’t been used in years.”

As the last of the pack members filed out of the cafeteria, the air in the pack house began to settle into something calmer, warmer. Aria stood by the doorway, exchanging quick goodbyes and watching people leave with relief in their eyes and gratitude in their words.The heavy front doors opened, letting in the cool night air, and Kieran stepped inside, Rafe and Thorne flanking him. His gaze swept the room immediately, sharp and assessing, but instead of finding chaos, he found order. People were smiling, bowing their heads to him as they passed, murmuring thanks.His brows drew together in mild confusion, like he was trying to piece together what the hell had happened while he was gone.Aria’s stomach dipped. For a second, she wondered if she’d overstepped, if she’d crossed some invisible Alpha li

The next day the pack was alive with movement and noise. Kieran spent the morning commanding his men, reinforcing the defenses, arranging patrols, and overseeing the plans to rebuild the houses lost to fire. He was a storm moving through his people, decisive and relentless, his authority felt in every order given.Aria worked with Lena and Nyah, rolling up her sleeves and doing what she could to help restore normality. The three of them sorted through what was left of the charred homes, salvaging whatever belongings could be saved. Later, she organized the donations that were pouring in, food, clothing, bedding, for the victims, the pack had been so generous. It was exhausting, but it grounded her. For the first time, she felt like she was part of something larger than herself.  Almost as though she belonged. But as the afternoon wore on, something s

Aria slammed the bedroom door shut behind her, her chest heaving. She paced across the room, back and forth, her bare feet whispering against the rug. Her mind was spinning.Someone had died.And Kieran wanted to send more of his men out, knowing they could meet the same fate. She couldn’t watch that happen. She couldn’t be the reason for it. It was madness. He was madness.Fear clamped down on her ribs. She was terrified of him. Terrified he would come storming back through that door any second.But at the same time, her traitorous body wanted him to. She wanted him to chase her, to hold her, to prove that even through the storm he wouldn’t let her go. The choice was ripped from her a moment later. The door flew open, crashing against the wall. Kieran