Claimed by the Damned Alpha King のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 51 - チャプター 60

Chapter 52: Family SecretsAVELINEMy lips parted in shock, stunned, confused, and still yearning for more of what he had just given me.I gave him one single glance before walking out from the door, my legs still unsteady from what had just happened between us.The moment I closed the door behind me, I pressed my thighs together, trying to suppress the growing need between my legs and how he had just cast me aside like I meant nothing."What are you doing, Aveline," I whispered to myself, dragging my body away from his door as I walked down to the elevator. My whole body was still on fire from his touch, his words, his presence.Suddenly, my phone vibrated in my hands, and glaring on the screen was 'Christy.'"Damn it, Aveline," I whispered, swiping the screen up to answer.Her voice blasted across my ears immediately."Aveline, you have one hour to prepare. This is your fucking wedding dress shopping, for god's sake!"She screamed through the phone, which made me wince. I deserved i

Chapter 54: The FittingAVELINE"He wouldn't," I finally found myself saying, the words coming out breathy as I clasped my thighs together, remembering how he had just shoved me out almost an hour ago.Roselyn turned slightly, her eyes glancing at me before grabbing a hanger from the closet."He never really fucks women just like that. I tried to get into his bed one drunken night at a party - we never really went far. He sent a guard to take me home, and I ended up fucking the guard instead. So you should consider yourself lucky that you get to be his replacement mate. Or maybe it's just because you look like her."Every word hit me, but the last words hit me harder, and I knew I wanted to know what Lydia was like."What was his former mate like?" I asked.Roselyn seemed to freeze at my question, her eyes scanning through the room."No one gets to talk about the Alpha King's dead mate. It's forbidden. Yes, we can speak the obvious part - you look so much like her, which you've probab

Chapter 56: Her NameI watched the door slam shut behind me, my eyes dropping to the raging beast between my legs, straining against my sweatpants. I’d been dodging Aveline for over a week now, trying to shove down the gnawing need to grab her, rip her apart, and make her mine until she was nothing but my undoing. My wolf, Caelum, was clawing at me, worse than ever, wanting her so bad it felt like my bones were burning. I couldn’t tell if it was him or me—or both of us—craving her with this kind of hunger. Never had I wanted someone like this, not even Lydia.Had I ever wanted Lydia this much? Had I ever ached to be close to her like this? Hell, Lydia and I were never meant to be, not really. Our fucking, even as mates, was all duty, cold and mechanical. Sometimes I wondered if the goddess screwed up, pairing me with her. We never loved each other, not once. The bond was there, sure, like some chain tying us together, but it was hollow. Maybe it was my fault. My curse, chaining me to

Chapter 58: The Weight of His ClaimI couldn’t believe I was back here again, staring at the heavy door in front of me, my heart pounding like it was trying to break free.When I got the message that the Alpha King demanded my presence, my mind went wild with questions.Why did he want me here? Had I messed up somehow?Was he canceling the wedding?Taylor wouldn’t tell me a damn thing, just ordered his maids to dress me up.I took a deep breath, smoothing my hands over the long floral black dress that clung to my curves, showing a hint of my chest. The big ribbon at the back swished when I moved.The door swung open, and I froze, my eyes locking on Thorne standing by his dresser, leaning against the wall with his hands tucked in his pockets. He was dressed in a tailored black pant and a white shirt, sleeves rolled up to show off his thick biceps and the tattoos snaking down his arms, dark and intricate.I swallowed hard, my throat dry as we stared at each other for what felt like fore

Chapter 60: The Moonstone's ShadowThorneMy aunt sat majestically on the chair like she owned it, her eyes never leaving mine, like she'd been warning me all along and I hadn't been listening to a damn word."Fine. I'm going to listen to your words on this prophecy, even though I don't consider it to be true or anything remotely credible, Raven."I huffed, legs crossed, half-glaring at her.After my last encounter with Aveline—pushing her away when I needed her most—it had been agonizing. I had to make up for it somehow, maybe by doing something good. Like inviting my aunt back to my quarters to discuss the prophecy and the bastard's son she kept going on about.And she hadn't come alone. She'd brought Amelia with her.Amelia. The only person foolishly wise enough to support her motion."What do you want, Raven? You're not speaking now.""God, allow me to breathe, nephew." She shifted in her seat. "You know Amelia has told you about the prophecy countless times. That it's related to