All Chapters of Claimed By Her Step Brothers: Theirs To Own : Chapter 11 - Chapter 18

CHAPTER ELEVEN ~~RYKER~ Quinn took the wheel, but the tension in the SUV shifted the moment Xavier climbed into the back seat next to Freya. My brothers were acting like iron filings drawn to a magnet, and Freya was the magnetic north. Freya shuffled closer to me to make room for Xavier’s massive frame. In the cramped space, her bare thigh—exposed by that god-forsaken skirt—brushed against my slacks. My breath hitched. The contact was light, merely a lingering touch but it felt like a live wire hitting water. Every nerve ending in my leg screamed. I jerked away abruptly, pressing myself against the door so hard the handle dug into my ribs. Something is wrong with me. I’d felt it since the banquet. The moment my dormant wolf slightly stirred within me that very night Wuinn had forced her into the backseat with us. It must have been a mistake or my delusion, I had tried to tell myself afterwards. I heard the thundering of her heart against her ribs, her unrhythmic breathing.

CHAPTER THIRTEEN ~~FREYA ASHWOOD~~ The word rejection hung in the air. Quinn didn’t just flinch; he went deathly still. All the fake politeness vanished. The silver fork in his hand snapped in two with a sharp crack. "You don't get to reject me," he said. His voice dropped into a low, animal growl that made the hair on my arms stand up. "The bond isn't a choice, Freya. It’s a command. One from the goddess herself” "The Goddess is a sadist, then!" I yelled. I pushed my chair back so hard it screeched against the floor. "You are my brother, Quinn! We have the same father. What you’re saying is sick. It’s an abomination I will never abide by." He moved faster than I could blink. One second he was across the table; the next, he was looming over me. He slammed his hand onto the table next to my head, making the plates rattle and dance. His eyes weren't green anymore. They were a dark, glowing emerald, his pupils blown wide with the beast inside him. "You don't have the right to say

CHAPTER FIFTEEN~~QUINN ASHWOOD~~I skidded to a stop, my heart hammering frantically against my ribs. I scanned the surroundings where her footstep trails had just led us into. The grey pillars, the massive black gates. They told me all I needed to know. “The Black Thorn Border” I muttered. “Why here?” I heard Ryker ask benind me, his voice tight with frustration.. “..of all places”“She crossed the borders. They’ve taken her hostage” Xavier said, stepping forward. “We have to go around, get to the southern gate and negotiate…” I started, my mind already trying to salvage a tactical solution.“No.” I turned to face Xavier who just said the word. “Xavier, think,” I snapped, grabbing his shoulder. “This isn't a small pack. If we trespass, the Alpha will make an issue out of it especially since we are rivals”.“I don’t have time to be logical, Quinn.” Xavier growled, shaking my hands off as if I were a nuisance. He lunged across the line, his boots thudding onto the soils. “X

CHAPTER 17~~FREYA ASHWOOD~~The class dragged on for exactly two hours, but we didn’t even get a proper break. One teacher left and another walked in like it was some kind of relay. By the third period, I was barely hanging on—tired, hungry, and still sore from my stupid escape attempt the night before.I snapped back to the present when I heard my name.“F… R… E… Y… A.”Every letter was dragged out by a short, pot bellied teacher, who had somehow appeared right next to my desk. The whole class turned to stare. Heat rushed up my neck and flooded my cheeks.“He’s been trying to get your attention for the last two minutes,” Theo whispered beside me.I swallowed hard and forced a small smile. “Mr. Windster,” I said, reading the name off the plaque on his chest.“Care to answer the question I asked two minutes ago?” His voice was sharp, his face already twisted in a scowl.“I… I got distracted for a second,” I mumbled.His eyebrow shot up. “Distracted by what?Thoughts about the murderou