All Chapters of Claimed by the Ruthless Wolf Slayer: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

ALEXANDERClaude and I exchanged a glance. No words needed. He gave a small nod and continued in the direction we’d been heading, while I turned toward Alina’s room.Something buzzed at the back of my head. A low hum of agitation that I couldn’t name. I didn’t know what the hell it was, but it was crawling under my skin and pissing me off.“What are you doing here?” I growled when I saw Cassandra standing far too close to Alina.Alina’s lips were drained of color, her usually warm skin pale and dull. She looked like a shadow of herself, and I didn’t like seeing Cassandra looming over her like that. Another maid stood nearby, but help could be swayed easily. Influence wasn’t hard to buy or break.Cassandra hadn’t earned the title of snake by accident.She lifted her hands in a show of surrender when I stalked toward her, palms open to prove she had nothing hidden. It did nothing to calm me. You don’t need a weapon to hurt someone. Not when you’re a lycan.“What happened to her?” I didn

ALEXANDERThe doctor gave me a look before she walked out. It was loaded with something, but I couldn’t tell what. She looked like she had something to say, but held back. I made a mental note to call her later, even before she brings the results.I did want to speak to her about Alina. I didn’t like her getting sick like this. Just from a few weeks ago till now and it’s only gotten worse. I don’t like it one bit. I have other things that need my attention right now, so I’d rather be sure and confident that she’ll be completely fine for the time being.I may have to travel. And I know my mind won’t be at rest, knowing something might go wrong in my absence.“Do you need anything? Are you hungry?”Alina gave me a shy smile, and I watched her with growing amusement as she fought with herself to reach out and touch me.I made the decision for her. I clasped her hand in mine, brought it to my lips, and pressed a kiss to the back of it.“Come on,” I urged, stroking the back of her hand slo

ALEXANDERI midlinked Claude again, forcing the connection harder this time, but I still couldn’t reach him. My mental walls trembled with the effort, and it took everything in me not to slide into full blown panic.Steven and Jared sat across from me, their postures stiff with anticipation. Waiting. Watching.They’d managed to contain the breach before it spread to the rest of our systems but everything that had already been hacked? Gone. Irretrievable. And now a blast had gone off somewhere in the pack. No clear location. No report on who was hit or where they might strike next.“Try tracking my brother again,” I said, voice low and deceptively steady.Jared’s fingers flew over the keyboard like his life depended on it.“I’m not getting a clean signal. But…” He glanced up, hesitation clouding his eyes. “I don’t think he’s anywhere near the blast. So… he should be okay.” A shallow swallow followed. “I hope.”My jaw clenched. “Anyone seen near the dungeon?”They both shook their heads

ALINAI woke up in a warm room, layers of soft blankets cocooning me. The weight of them felt oddly comforting and suffocating all at once. I wasn’t alone. I could sense it. Someone else was here, their presence heavy in the silence. But I couldn’t bring myself to open my eyes. I didn’t want to know who it was. Shame had settled deep in my chest, like a rock lodged in my ribs. I wanted to disappear into the sheets. Crawl out of my own skin. Vanish.Every time I blinked, I felt the ghost of his hands on me. Rough, violating, possessive. The way he’d ripped my clothes, his eyes devouring me like I was something to conquer, not someone. My stomach twisted violently. I had never wanted to hurt someone before, not like this. But the urge to stab him with something sharp, to make him feel even a fraction of what I felt, was bone deep and bitter.It dragged me back to the tent. That night at the camp when he’d tried the same thing. When I was too frozen, too scared to scream. The one person

ALINAI opened my eyes slowly, blinking against the soft light filtering in. The first thing I saw was the doctor watching me with a strained kind of worry, like she was waiting for something terrible to happen.My head throbbed. My eyes felt dull and heavy. For a second, I thought I was still dreaming. I hoped, actually. Or maybe I’d slipped back into yesterday. Maybe I’d wake up again and nothing would be wrong.But everything was still wrong.And it wasn’t a dream.“Oh, good, you’re awake.” The doctor exhaled, her shoulders slumping in visible relief. “You scared me there for a moment.”I didn’t respond. I was still waiting for her to laugh and to say she was joking or that there was a mixup. That this was all some kind of bad misunderstanding. But she didn’t.Instead, her face softened, lips pressing together before she spoke again. “You shouldn’t be worrying yourself, okay? It’s not good for you. Or…” she hesitated, “for the baby.”That confirmed all my greatest fears. I froze.E