All Chapters of Claimed by My Alpha’s Lycan Boss: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

IRIS POV:Caius looked down the table."The first matter," he said. "Edran."Edran straightened in his seat. He was three chairs down from Caius on the left side, and when he spoke, his voice sounded a bit furious, but he hid it."The northern coastal boundary," he said. "The Virex holdings have been pushing into Darian's water territory for eleven months. Three vessels stopped. Two turned back. One did not."Every head at the table turned slightly toward Darian.Darian, the same man who had kissed my hand at the door and smiled at my answer about my father, sat with both arms on the table and looked completely unbothered."One vessel," he said. "Carrying supplies for my people on the outer islands. Not a patrol. Not an aggression.""Your outer islands sit inside my boundary," Edran said."Your boundary was drawn before those islands existed," Darian said."The boundary was drawn by this council," Edran said. "Not by geography."The table went quiet.Caius looked at Edran. Then at Dar

IRIS POV:We were barely through the door when I heard it."Iris."Nicholas's voice.I kept walking, pretending not to hear."Iris." Louder this time.Aurelian and I moved faster down the corridor, the same glass hallway we had walked through when we arrived, the ocean visible on both sides."Iris, I know it's you."His footsteps were behind us now. Closer.We turned left at the end of the corridor and pushed through a side door that opened onto the outside. The warm island air hit my face immediately. The tarmac was ahead, the jet sitting exactly where we had left it.I walked faster.Behind us the door opened again."You can't just walk away." His voice was right there now. "Do you have any idea what you just did there? Do you know who those people are?"Aurelian stopped.He turned around slowly.Nicholas stopped walking.Aurelian looked at him like he had interrupted him and wasn't worth his attention.He crossed the short distance between them and took a fistful of Nicholas's shir

IRIS POV:The city lights painted faint gold across the ceiling as Aurelian laid me on the bed. My body was still humming, thighs sticky with his release and mine, but the ache between my legs hadn’t eased. If anything, it had deepened. I wanted more. I needed more.He hovered over me, forearms braced on either side of my head, that powerful body caging me in. His cock was already hard again, thick and heavy against my stomach, still glistening from being inside me.I reached down without thinking and wrapped my fingers around him.He hissed through his teeth, hips jerking once into my grip.“Careful,” he warned, voice gravel-rough. “I’m not gentle tonight, Iris.”“I don’t want gentle.”I stroked him slowly from base to tip, feeling the way he throbbed in my palm, the velvet heat of his skin stretched tight over steel. A bead of precum welled at the slit. I swiped my thumb over it and brought it to my mouth, tasting us both.His eyes flared bright gold.Before he could move, I pushed

IRIS POV:The car was waiting outside exactly as she said.A black Mercedes and the driver was standing beside the rear door with his hands folded in front of him. He opened it when he saw me coming down the steps without a word.I got in.The door closed."Where to, ma'am?" he asked.I gave him my address.He nodded and pulled away from the gates.I sat back and watched the city move past the window and said nothing for a long time.*I am not coming.*That was what was written on the back of that photograph.A refusal.Fiona had written back.Which meant at some point Aurelian had asked her to come back and she had looked at whatever they were to each other and written those four words and sent the photograph back with them.And he had kept it.In a drawer beside his bed.I looked out the window.A part of me wanted to be angry. I wasn't sure what the anger would be about exactly but it was there, sitting low and quiet underneath everything else.He had used me. He had told me that h

IRIS POV:At exactly seven, a car pulled up outside my house.I was already by the window when it arrived. I had been ready for twenty minutes, but I had made myself sit down and wait because showing up early felt like admitting something I wasn't ready to admit yet.I picked up my bag and went outside.The driver held the door open without a word.I got in.The drive took fifteen minutes. We turned into a part of the city I hadn't been to before, quieter than the rest, with wider roads and buildings that sat back from the street behind their own gates.The car stopped in front of a building, and the driver came around and opened my door.I stepped out and looked up at the entrance.Then I walked up to the door and knocked.He opened the door before I knocked.Like he knew I was already there.“Come in,” he said, stepping aside.I walked past him into the room. It was a different space from the one I had woken up in that morning. It was an office with a wide desk, and it had a huge gl