All Chapters of Claimed By The Ruthless Alpha : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Chapter 2Trapped In A Cruel WorldAdolfa POVA dull ache radiated through my body, each breath a laborious effort as I struggled to open my eyes. My limbs felt heavy, as if they had been encased in stone. The sharp scent of damp earth and stale air filled my nostrils, making me realize I was no longer in my cell. A dim, orange glow filtered through the thin, tattered curtain in front of me, casting eerie patterns on the rough stone walls. Morning had come, but its warmth did nothing to ease my suffering.I gasped, forcing myself to sit up, wincing at the pain that laced through my body. My neck ached, my arms felt weak, and my legs, when I tried to move them, gave way beneath me. I collapsed to the ground, my palms slamming against the cold, hard floor. The impact sent a jolt up my spine, but I bit down on my lip, refusing to cry out.Through the dim light, I could make out a metal cup sitting on the floor next to my cot. My throat burned with thirst, and I reached for it with trembl

Chapter 4Adolfa’s POVAfter Alpha Lyran and the other Alphas had their fill of entertainment, it was finally time for them to release everyone. The Wereravens, Weresharks, Werefoxes, and Wereboars were all eventually granted their temporary freedom—a mere 24 hours of respite. When the decree was issued, Alpha Lyran bolted into the room, his towering presence commanding silence."Pay attention, you mere peasants!" he barked, his voice dripping with disdain. "Make sure you listen to every omega that gives you an instruction. Do not ignore them. Understood?"The entire room growled in unison, "Yes, Alpha!"Soon after, they released me as well. Alpha Berra personally escorted me to the quarters, ensuring the omegas led me to what used to be my parents' apartment. However, the place I once called home had long since been demolished during the last war between the Lycan King and the witches.As we walked, my mind raced with memories. I barely recognized the land upon which my parents had b

Chapter 6Adolfa's POVThe silver chains around my wrists burned so painful to bear and handle, making it impossible for me to heal. My whole body ached from the beatings, but I refused to break. I wasn't like the others in this dark, damp dungeon. They had given up. I hadn't.Luna Prese made sure I was severely punished, due to her stupid suspicion, and nothing will ever stop her, from destroying me completely.The door creaked open. Heavy boots echoed against the stone floor. I held my breath, completely lost and confused.Alpha Lyran.His tall, strong imposing physique filled the room, his dark eyes locked onto me. He moved closer, slow and steady, like a predator playing with his prey."You're still alive," he murmured, tilting his head. "Tough little thing, aren't you?"I clenched my jaw, refusing to answer.Lyran crouched in front of me, his fingers brushing my chin. Heat spread where he touched, and I hated my body for reacting."You disobeyed me," he said softly, but there was

Chapter 8Adolfa PovIt had already been incredibly difficult for Adolfa to overcome the many challenges thrown her way. Yet, before she could prepare for her battle with the Werefox, Henry was caught attempting to escape the Greko Pack by one of its most vigilant guards.“Alpha Lyran, this fool was caught trying to flee the pack!” Andrew shouted furiously. you know what to do, but make sure he never darkens our world again.”“Yes, Alpha Lyran, your request will be fulfilled.”Henry understood that his end was near. He regretted his misdeeds, yet he felt a grim relief knowing that Adolfa would not endure the same fate he was about to face.Out of nowhere, Luna Prese appeared and suggested that Henry should be beheaded instead—a proposal that was quickly accepted by everyone in the pack.Alpha Berra, who had long absorbed the murmurs circulating within the pack, was determined to avenge Omega Kyle’s defeat and to eliminate anyone associated with Adolfa. Once he received the decree from

Chapter 10Adolfa POVAdolfa’s body floated weightless in the darkness.She didn’t know where she was—only that the pain had left her, and in its place, silence.Then came the rumble.Heavy footsteps.Deep, guttural snarls.Her lashes fluttered weakly. A light pierced the darkness, too blinding for her to fully open her eyes. But she could feel it—the cold, gnarly fingers curling around her ankles.Something—or someone—was dragging her.She was unconscious, yet her soul stirred.The creatures that held her weren’t human. Their claws scraped stone, their breath reeked of sulfur and rot. They were massive—beasts of the Underrealm, formed from shadows and spirit, towering as tall as castles.“She is not one of ours,” one hissed.“But her blood sings of ancient sins,” another replied.“Let the High Ones judge her,” said a third.They hauled her through a shimmering veil—a rippling portal carved from stardust and bone. The Spirit World was not what stories made it seem. It was not heaven.