All Chapters of Claimed by the Ruthless Wolf Slayer: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

ALEXANDERMaybe spraying the most used perfume out of all the others Alina had in front of her vanity was a creepy move. And wanting to walk into a room that smelled like her everyday might be going too far. I didn’t care for what anyone thought. My present calm state of mind had to do with those little things I let myself indulge in to help deal and adapt to the reality that she wasn’t here with me. Because until I found her—I still believed she was out there—I wasn’t going to let any part of me forget anything about her. Even her scent.I go through my usual after shore routine. Letting the cold water beat on my overused muscles. Hot water was debatably better after rigorous workouts. I just wasn’t a fan and would rather be in and out as fast as I could. But not before I doused myself in Alina’s shower gel. I always felt a sense of loss after rinsing it off, though the lingering scent makes me feel immediately better.I dress in another pair of dark jeans, wearing a white t-shirt th

ALEXANDERI should have listened to the voice that said I should run in the opposite direction of Ayda. I couldn’t tell you one thing my mind has been focused on in the two days since we had that conversation about her healing me. I had no one to blame but myself for not listening to the voice in my head that told me to get the hell out of there. Because then, I wouldn’t be in this situation.I stared at my bloodied hand and shirt, then to the dismantled body right by my now soaked shoes. The black had a glossy sheen to it that wasn’t shoe polish. Not even the water from the poodles created by rain on the floor. It was blood. It was all blood.The strong metallic scent filtered through my nostrils, making it almost too hard for me to inhale without feeling my throat tightening up. I blinked, then slowly lifted my gaze, taking in the scene before me slowly.Trees were broken, some from the branches, others right from their roots, like they were pulled. The leaves were everywhere. My br

ALEXANDER“Well,” I fixed my gaze on Ayda, the rage simmering in my bloodstream made it harder for me to even let her image become fully clear to me.I couldn’t believe she did something I explicitly told her not to. I didn’t want it, I didn’t like it. I sure as hell do not appreciate it. And what pissed me off the most was how she looked totally unapologetic. God, I didn’t know why I fucking brought her to the pack. I did this to myself by wanting to be a fucking martyrs. It was much better for me to just be an asshole and get it over with.“Leave, right now.” My tone left no room for arguments. And she must have finally understood that language because she quietly got up from the chair and dropped the book she had been reading on the bedside table.Her steps were slow, almost like she expected me or was waiting for me to call her back. I followed after her, and the moment she was out, I banged the door closed, going an extra mile by locking it with the key.I didn’t know what to thi

ALEXANDERGreen. Brown. Red.The colours kept repeating themselves in my head. I looked around the place, to be sure I was still there but I could see were those colours. What did they mean? I didn’t know. If they signified anything, I still couldn’t tell. But they were on a loop in my mind. And I couldn’t break the loop for some reason.The sky was moving around in fast circles. It made me think of the solar system. Except, it acted more like a sports car in a race. The squealing tires and all. What part of the sky was getting out a shrill cry is what I didn’t know.A growl ripped from my chest, out of my control. My body seemed to have a mind of its own, fighting an invisible force that was coming from all angles. On one hand, it felt like a tornado wind pushing me from all directions. Except, I could have sworn I felt a real embodiment or something.My eyes snapped open and I found myself in bed again, the white ceiling staring back at me as I tried to make sense of what just happe

ALEXANDERThe morning air was sharp, carrying the bite of dew and pine. Wolves ran drills in the yard before breakfast, bodies colliding with the thud of muscle against muscle was music to my ears. The only thing that seems to shut the voices down. My commands cut through the air like usual, though every word felt like it dragged through sandpaper.“Again,” I barked, watching two younger wolves circle each other. Their paws kicked dirt, claws flashing as they lunged. One went down too easy and the other too sloppy. “If you fight like that on the border, you’ll be dead before you draw your second breath. Reset.”I’ve noticed a decline in our training, which only made me feel better as I immersed myself back into that. We had some of the best warriors the world has ever seen. And these kids looked like rookies. What the fuck has been going on in the pack?The two young wolves scrambled back to position, panting, eyes lowered. Normally, drilling them into shape steadied me and gave me fo