All Chapters of Claimed by the wolves.: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Juliette’s POVThe night had swallowed the city whole, leaving only the hum of distant traffic and the occasional siren to break the silence. I crept along the alley behind the arena, the damp brick walls closing in like a cage. My chest ached, every nerve on edge. Whoever had followed me tonight wasn’t subtle—and I knew I wasn’t imagining it.I stopped, pressing my back against the wall, listening. The sound of footsteps echoed in the distance, uneven, deliberate. My phone vibrated, and I jumped, fumbling it out of my pocket.Unknown: “You shouldn’t have come alone.”The words sent a chill down my spine. Someone had been watching me all day, maybe all week, and now the hunter had revealed themselves. I swallowed hard, my pulse hammering against my ribs. The adrenaline surged, sharp and intoxicating, making my fingers tremble.I forced myself to move, ducking into a narrow side passage, trying to remain unseen. Every shadow looked alive, every corner held the possibility of an ambush.

Juliette’s POVThe moment I felt his hand clamp over my mouth, the world went black. Panic gripped me so violently that I couldn’t think, couldn’t breathe, couldn’t even hope. All I could feel was the heat of him, the strength behind his grip, and the certainty that I was utterly powerless. My heart slammed against my ribs like it wanted to escape before my body did.When he finally released me, I collapsed onto cold concrete. The warehouse smelled of damp metal and decay. Shadows flickered across the walls from the broken windows above, twisted shapes dancing like monsters. My mind raced, struggling to make sense of everything. The black-eyed man was here, and he had me. My captor. My nightmare.I scrambled backward, hands outstretched for something—anything—to steady myself. My gaze landed on a stack of crates, and instinctively I ducked behind them. My pulse thundered in my ears. I didn’t know what he wanted, but I knew it wasn’t to talk. Not after the way he had appeared out of no

Juliette’s POV My lungs burned as I struggled against the black-eyed man’s grip, the sharp smell of metal and dust filling my senses. The warehouse walls seemed to close in around me, the shadows stretching longer and darker than they should. I could feel Dorian and Bryan behind me, but no matter how close they were, the black-eyed man held me tight, a predator unshaken by anything but control. “You think you’re clever,” I spat, trying to twist free, “but this won’t work on me.” His grin widened, sharp and cruel. “Clever, Omega? I don’t need to be clever. I just need to know what belongs to me.” His voice was low, silk wrapped around steel, and it made my stomach twist with fear. Behind me, I felt Dorian’s presence flare, tense and coiled. “Juliette,” he murmured, voice dangerously calm, “don’t let him pull you in. Stay focused.” Bryan’s hand pressed lightly against my back, not to touch me inappropriately, but to ground me

Juliette’s POVThe warehouse doors slammed shut behind us, but the night outside offered no relief. Rain slicked asphalt stretched ahead, reflecting the pale glow of the streetlights. My chest heaved, lungs burning, every muscle trembling from the adrenaline still coursing through me. Bryan’s hand stayed firmly on my shoulder, grounding me, while Dorian scanned the perimeter, every nerve taut.The black-eyed man had vanished inside the warehouse. At least, I thought he had. My wolf whispered otherwise. There was danger here—close, patient, and watching.“Juliette, stay close,” Bryan warned, his voice low, controlled, but carrying an edge that made my heart race. “He won’t let us get away that easily.”I nodded, gripping the glowing object against my chest. Its pulse was stronger here, in the open, almost as if it was reacting to the danger around us. The memory of the man’s eyes—their black depths—haunted me. My wolf snarled, restless, sensing something my human mind couldn’t yet unde

Juliette’s POVRain poured down the alley in relentless sheets, turning the ground beneath my feet slick and uneven. I pulled away from Bryan’s protective grip just enough to look past him into the darkness where the black eyed man had vanished. His final whisper still curled through my head like smoke, clinging to every thought and rattling the pieces of my courage.You can run, Omega. But your fate is already mine.I swallowed hard, trying to steady the tremor in my hands. My heart was still pounding in a painful rhythm, a frantic beat that made my breath sharp and uneven. The echoes of the fight still clung to the air, lingering like ghosts. The duplicates, the impossible duplication of my enemy, the strange way they moved in sync, the way their voices dug into my mind… it all felt unreal, but the dread in my chest was real enough to choke me.Dorian stepped in front of me, eyes narrowed and dark. “We need to move. If he is playing with shadows then he is setting traps. Staying sti