All Chapters of Claimed By The Enemy Alphas : Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

Andalia moved through the crowd like smoke, quiet and unnoticed. The glass in her hand was mostly for show, she hadn’t taken a proper sip since arriving. The hall was packed with finely dressed people, laughing too loudly, moving too quickly, like they were all trying to convince each other that happiness was a shared disease.She didn’t belong here, not really. She was only invited because it was the Alpha’s birthday, and because today, gods help her, she’d planned to tell him.Tell him he was her mate.Her grip on the glass tightened.No one paid her much attention as she slipped past the banquet tables, avoiding every familiar face. She knew exactly where she wanted to be. Somewhere high and quiet to think of what she could say, and the possibilities of his reply.The roof.The soft heels of her shoes made almost no sound as she climbed the narrow stairs hidden behind the long velvet drapes. She discovered this passage by accident as a kid. It was the best place to watch the pack

Andalia's mother had managed to find an apartment nearby, in a pack that seemed both small and widespread, almost deserted, from what Andalia had heard. The area was rumored to be a domain for witches, but she cared little for such things. As long as no one paid attention to them, she had no reason to worry.Andalia had never feared witches, especially not those who lingered around werewolf packs. They were likely of lower rank, given that witches and wolves had long been enemies, a history she had yet to fully understand.Ever since recovering from the accident that left her with lasting ailments, she had longed to explore, to learn more about the world beyond her own kind. She had read countless books on both immortals and mortals, but vampires fascinated her the most. Unfortunately, they lived halfway across the world, far beyond her reach. Even if she tried to seek them out, she would likely be devoured before she ever laid eyes on one, an outcome she was determined to avoid.A

Three months. That was the longest Andalia and her mother had stayed in one place without moving. It should have been a good thing, a chance to breathe. But trouble always found them.This time, it was Andalia’s fault. She had carelessly given her name to a masked man without even knowing what he looked like. When her mother found out, panic set in, and once again, they were on the move.Now, they were inside a truck, heading toward the thirteenth pack after passing through two human cities. Their belongings were packed behind them, and the road ahead was rough and uneven. Andalia sat quietly, scrolling through her phone, searching for a decent mall in the new place they were heading to. She had never heard of this pack before, but from the way her mother spoke, it was clear they had to be careful.“In a place like that, people could identify which pack you belonged to just by the way you spoke or carried yourself.” she always said.Luckily, blending in wasn’t a problem for them.B