All Chapters of Claimed by the Alpha, Desired by His Blood: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Kaius “So this is all that came in?” I questioned Gamma Rowan, who shook his head in response. “Okay, so you would note this…” I paused, hearing a scream. Loud enough and familiar. I dropped the inventory sheets and moved toward the sound. The commotion was coming from the main hall. I pushed through the doors to find a cluster of pack members gathered in a loose circle. At the center stood Margaret, her face flushed and her voice carrying across the entire space. “You were the careless one! Do you have any idea what this was worth?” And there was Tiana, standing perfectly still with something small and broken in her hands. A moon opal bracelet. The delicate silver links were snapped, the stones scattered across the floor like drops of captured moonlight. “But it was just on my wrist…” Tiana started, but Margaret cut her off. “That’s the problem! If you know the worth, you won’t just be wearing it recklessly. Now you hit it against me and it snapped. You don’

Tiana “Where is Margaret?” Those were the first words I blurted to myself as I finished reviewing petitions in the library. She had been quiet for almost a week and now it was getting me worried. Was it the incident in the hall that made her this way? I should have felt relief, but all I felt was some dread about the state of her emotions. I found her in the gardens, reading beneath one of the old oak trees. She looked up when I approached, surprise flickering across her face. “Luna Tiana. I didn’t expect to see you here.” My lips curved slightly, walking closer to her, “I was hoping we could talk.” “About what?” I sat down on the bench across from her, choosing my words carefully. “I know we got off on the wrong foot. And I think some of that is my fault. I am here so we could talk things out.” Margaret’s expression softened slightly. “It’s not your fault, I wasn’t kind to you. I’m sorry for that.” I stared at her, unsure if this apology was real because the one

Zane I stood near the window, my back to Kaius, letting the quiet stretch until it became unbearable. Control. I needed control. My wolf was snarling in my mind, demanding I rip Kaius apart for daring to want what was mine and saying those words in front of the entire pack leadership. I turned to face him. He stood in the center of the room, his shoulders squared and his jaw set. That made this worse somehow. “Sit,” I said. “I’d rather stand.” “Sit down, Kaius.” He moved to one of the chairs, settling into it with tension visible in every line of his body. I took the chair across from him, close enough to see every micro-expression on his body. The silence stretched again. I let it, watching him sit there. Finally, I spoke. “Do you feel anything for my mate?” The question came out very casually like I was asking about patrol schedules instead of something that could tear apart every family bond we shared. Brazenly, Kaius met my eyes. “Yes.” My hands

Zane What I did not think would happen would be being called to a meeting by my elders, to discuss why I was not willing to mate with Margaret. Yet here I was, sitting at the head of the council table while five pairs of eyes stared at me with varying degrees of disapproval. One of the Elders spoke first, “Alpha, we need to discuss the alliance with Luna Margot’s pack.” “There’s nothing to discuss.” I kept my tone neutral. “I rejected the proposal. The matter is closed.” “With respect, Alpha, it’s not that simple.” Elder Cora leaned forward, her expression sharp. “That pack is one of our strongest allies. Refusing their offer of a second Luna—especially after the situation with your nephew—sends a message we should not risk sending.” I noticed Tiana sitting in the chair to my right, her posture rigid and her hands folded carefully in her lap. She shouldn’t have been summoned to this as it was council business. But of course, they had requested that she be here. Marg

Tiana I barely made it to the bathroom before my stomach emptied itself violently. I knelt on the cold tile, one hand braced against the wall, the other clutching my belly as wave after wave of sickness rolled through me. When it finally stopped, I stayed there for a long moment, breathing hard while my forehead stayed pressed against the cool porcelain. This was morning sickness. This was what the healer had warned me about though she made it sound manageable. It wasn’t manageable. I forced myself upright, rinsed my mouth, and caught sight of my reflection in the mirror. I looked pale, holding dark circles under my eyes from a night spent not sleeping. But I had duties as a Luna that I could not ignore. I managed to go back to the room to dress up, choosing a looser gown that wouldn’t press too tightly against my still-flat stomach. Then, I braided my hair with shaking hands and forced myself out the door. The main hall was already bustling with morning activity.