All Chapters of Claimed by the Alpha Beast: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Zach POVI watch my nephew's mouth moving rapidly as he yammers on about the girl. All I can think is the audacity of this prıck.Mary wants to hire Kerris Hart. I've been sitting here, trying to come up with a reasonable excuse to get her to reconsider that decision - an excuse that won't make her wonder why I wish to avoid Beta Joseph's daughter.My anxieties about having the girl around seem to be fading away now. Thanks to her fücking boyfriend standing in front of me, yapping about why I shouldn't hire her.The guy can tell that he's wasting his breath, but he keeps talking, anyway. Once he's done naming names of "more qualified" people, I say to him,“Get out! Keep your personal shıt out of my business. Don't ever waste my time like this next time. Out!"When Mary said my nephew wanted to see me urgently, I didn't let myself think it has something to do with the Fruitcake. I'd seen his father earlier and thought it's a family matter or something about the ‘wild creature’ in the

Kerris POVI grip the paper tight with both hands as the horrifying words stare back at me. The Council's emblem sits proudly at the top left side of the Order, indicating its authenticity. "It's a fake," I mumble. “Please, let it be fake.”I run my thumb carelessly across the surface of the Council's emblem. It is smooth and glossy like all the ones I've seen before.The voice from yesterday's phone call echo in my head ‘‘‘This is your final warning...’’’The order states that I must go back to complete the stipulated days or give back nine times whatever they've paid me. How can this be happening? How could they take this to a civil affairs council? Don't they have any shame? Is it okay to force someone into prostitütion?I dump the letter so I can finish dressing up quickly. When I got out of bed this morning, I was not sure where I should go; Stone Towers or the Chemist. But as I rush out of my room with the equivalent of a court order in my hand, I know for sure that I'm not goi

Zach POVKerris Hart does not speak. Instead, she dips her chin, hugging the sheets tighter to herself. The last few days replay in my head now. How she refused to get a lift from me. And she turned down the job. Now I know why. She was afraid I would figure her out. She'd seen me staring at the birthmark. So I had sëx with Fruitcake? My nephew's girl?"I asked you a fücking question!”She flinches. “I…i didn't know what–”“I can't believe this. You prefer this job to getting money from your boyfriend? Your Alpha? You would rather come here than work for the Alpha King, isn't it?""It's not like that!""You saw my face that first night and said nothing! And why the fück are you covering up now? You care about modesty? Why, because I’ve seen your face?""I didn't know you're the client," she gasps."Wow.” She was hoping for another? That makes me so angry for some reason. “Are you disappointed it's me again? You hoped to try another, didn't you?""My dad was going to die!" She bark

Kerris POV“I don't understand.”“Neither do I,” dad throws up both hands. “They have been patient with the monthly payment. I don't know what changed all of a sudden. I was there earlier, and the director won't even see me. I talked to his deputy. He said something about balancing their books before the new financial year.”When I look at the letter in my hands again, I can't help but recall the night that has just passed. The first light of dawn is just touching the windows as zach's words echo in my mind: ‘‘‘As for the job, I'll have to insist you take it. You start at 8:30...’’’ The Matron's words mingle with his; '''Fulfil your side of the agreement, and we can part ways in peace...'''It feels like I'm being laughed by the unseen hands running my life. I feel for the check in my satchel. I have vowed not to cash it, but Fate is pushing me to the wall, insisting that I accept with open arms what life is throwing at me. I set the letter aside and sit beside my father. "Dad, we'

Kerris POVMy first stop after I leave the house is the Chemist. It is no secret anymore that my family is very broke. Everyone is acquainted with dad's condition and know that his health has totally drained his purse.Many are sympathetic, including my boss, Mrs Morrison. She is understanding and kind as ever when I explain the new job offer. She agrees to adjusts the roaster, so that I now have to work the afternoon shift. It's 8:32 am when I enter the towers. I'm already late by only two minutes and nervous as hell. I can't decide whether I want to see Zach or not. I've spent the past hour rehearsing what I'll say to him. A part me dread our inevitable meeting and the conversation that will come with it. There's the terror that he may have told his nephew everything.Although, when I checked my call log earlier, there were only two missed calls from Tyrel. Plus one SMS that read: ‘Call me.’I don't intend to. The two-word text message are no indication that he has learned of my s