Lahat ng Kabanata ng THE ALPHA’S BRUTAL CLAIM: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 16

KAELLiar.The word lingers between us in the thrumming darkness, and I see it land. I see it shatter the remnants of her defenses behind those cold silver eyes. She is shaking… she attempts to hide it, but I can sense it, a hum in the air between us. This is a live wire, screaming the truth she will not speak… that she feels this as well. She feels me, in her bones, in her blood. A pull as real as gravity.There's nowhere for her to run… not down here, not from this. I advance one step toward her. Just one, but it erases the space between us. Now it’s only her and me, the dripping water, and this raw tension biting hard enough to taste… metal and heat on my tongue."Your sensing it too," I say to her, my tone low and rough, an anger and a thing I loathe but she always brings forth in me. "This bond won't tolerate lies." I stop inches from where I'd touch her, close enough to feel the heat of her skin, to see the thumping of her pulse against the side of her throat like a bird trying

KAELShe walks into the library like she's stepping onto a war zone, all clenched shoulders and those ferocious silver eyes scanning for danger, for the way out, for me, and naturally I'm waiting, I always wait, I feel her before I lay eyes on her, a disturbance in the air, a pull in my veins, this cunt of a connection is a live wire and it hums with a jolt whenever she's near, a driving, compelling force that insists she's mine even when she's venomously cursing me.I turn from the window, gradually, so she can feel the weight of my attention, observe her shiver, faintly, a tremble that she tries to hide but I see it, I always see everything with her."A change of scenery, Lyra," I instruct her, my voice falling, I can't help it, it always does when I'm talking to her, growing harder, more possessive. "Your previous quarters were… limited in their intellectual stimulation."She laughs, that beautiful, defiant sound, and her eyes flash. "And this is your idea of compassion? Putting a

KAELThe hall is roaring, my wolves are intoxicated on their own triumph and spiced wine, the air filled with the smell of roasted meat and their sweat, and all I can feel is the ice-cold fury coming off the woman next to me, she's a statue, a shattered, breathtaking statue, her back as straight as pain, her silver eyes fixed on nothing, and she's not even touched anything, not the wine, not the food, her plate remaining there, a fucking testament to her stubbornness, and it's pissing me off, and it's turning me on, this never-ending, maddening push and pull with us.I lean in, my tone a growl low in her ears, a hidden sound among all this din. "The celebration is as much for you as me, little wolf. You are the jewel of my victory."She doesn't even look at me, her voice is a sharp, cold whisper. "I am the spoils. A hound at your table. Don't mistake a collar for a crown."A crown, I think, my gaze dropping to the slender column of her neck, I see my hands there, not hurting, just hol