All Chapters of Claimed by the Ruthless Wolf Slayer: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

ALEXANDER My hands were everywhere, her hair, her waist, the curve of her ass as I yanked her flush against me. She gasped when I spun her, pressing her front to the door, my mouth trailing down her neck. I nipped at her pulse, dragging my tongue over the sting, loving the way she shivered for me. I dropped to my knees before I even thought about it. Looking up at her from the floor, dress rucked high on her hips, her thighs trembling. Fuck, I almost lost it right there. “Spread your legs,” I ordered, my voice rough. She obeyed, hesitant at first but when my hands slid up to part her fully, she was already wet, her panties soaked, wetness starting to trail down her thighs. “Sweet fucking girl,” I muttered, pressing my mouth over the damp fabric. Her cry hitched in the air, one hand flying to the wall for balance. I licked over the thin barrier, sucking, teasing, until she was grinding down, desperate for more. I hooked my fingers in the lace and yanked it down her thighs

ALINA“Fuck.” Claude muttered the word like it had slipped out against his will, regret flashing across his face. He looked like he wanted to swallow the air around him and take it back, but I wasn’t in the mood to care. The insult still stung more than I wanted to admit. Maybe it hurt because there was truth buried in it.“I didn’t mean for you to hear that, Alina. I’m so—”“I’m just glad to finally know what you think of me.” My arms folded across my chest. It was a poor shield but it gave me something to hold onto. “Actually, it just reminded me where I stand. Reminded me how foolish I’ve been, letting myself believe this was anything more.”He dragged a hand through his hair, frustration etched into every line of his face. His lips parted like he wanted to argue, then closed again. I didn’t wait for him to figure it out. My legs carried me to the couch, and I dropped onto the cushions with a dull thud. Curling into myself, I pulled my knees to my chest, wrapping my arms tight as

ALINAI sat as still as I could, though inside I was unraveling. Every tiny shift of my body made me want to squeeze my thighs together for some kind of relief. Each time I did, Alexander’s eyes would flick toward me with that silent warning. His look said everything ranging from 'don’t move to don’t test me'. So I sat rigid, even though the pressure building in me begged for any release at all, even the smallest squirm.It was torture. A slow, merciless punishment that burned hotter the longer it dragged on. I wanted to scream at him, tell him I hadn’t done anything wrong. If he had just paused for one second and asked me, he’d know. But no, he didn’t ask. He didn’t care.He lived in a world that bent to his rules, a world where my words meant nothing if they weren’t what he wanted to hear.The unfairness clawed at me. My throat ached with the effort of holding back angry tears. Frustration swelled so sharp I could barely breathe. We weren’t even at the damn meeting yet, and already

ALINAI didn’t know what I expected when Alexander said we were going somewhere, but I should have braced myself. Especially after the way the night began. And still, I wasn’t prepared for what greeted me the moment we entered the hall.The first thing I saw was a woman who was completely naked, balancing a silver tray stacked with glittering glasses of wine. She moved through the crowd as though her bare skin was no different from a uniform.It finally clicked why Alexander hadn’t cared that his release was still dripping down my thighs when we left earlier. Here, no one batted an eye. Nudity wasn’t shocking. It seemed to be the standard.We passed more servers, all of them just as unclothed, and then came across a long table where a man lounged with two women tangled around him. Both clung to his arms, mouths colliding with his in a fevered three way kiss. My stomach lurched, equal parts shock and a strange, unwilling intrigue. I swallowed my gasp and forced my eyes down, not trusti

ALINAIvy was perched on a cushioned bench tucked into a sitting area I hadn’t even noticed when we first entered. Somehow, she looked like she belonged there, as though the bathroom itself had been designed for her comfort. The soft lighting framed her in gold, and even though this was nothing more than a side room in a banquet hall, she carried herself like royalty.“Come sit.” She patted the empty space beside her, her smile easy and inviting.I obeyed without hesitation, lowering myself onto the bench. The cushion dipped beneath me, and I tried not to fidget under her gaze. She studied me with a calm patience that made it difficult to look away. When her smile softened, I felt something inside me unclench, as though she had given me permission to breathe.“Much better,” she murmured, her eyes searching mine. “You’re starting to feel more at ease, aren’t you?”I nodded quickly, teeth catching on my lower lip. I wanted to tell her no, that my heart was still racing, that my stomach