All Chapters of Claimed By The Ruthless Alpha : Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

Lisa's POV Being an omega, the weakest wolf rank in the pack, meant that I was treated like an outcast. Not just by other wolves my age, but by everyone - even my own family. There was no respect, no acknowledgment of my worth, nothing. I was a burden, a punching bag for the pack's frustrations and jokes. No one expected anything of me, and it seemed no one ever would. “Lisa!” A sharp voice called from behind, snapping me from my thoughts. I flinched at the sound recognizing the harsh tone instantly. My stepsister, Brenda emerged from the trees, her brows furrowed in irritation. “What are you doing here?” “I— I was just sitting,” I replied quickly, standing up and brushing the dirt off my dress. I spoke quietly as I often did when speaking to anyone, especially her. “I needed a moment to think.” Brenda crossed her arms and scowled. “To think? About what? How useless you are?” Her words were biting, filled with the same disdain that the rest of the pack showed me. “The matin

Lisa's POV I got off the floor and dusted my gown, trudging slowly in the direction of the bar. There was no point in me returning to the pack. I had nothing left. No pack, mate, no future. Maybe, the bar wouldn't make me feel lonely.Eventually, I found myself standing outside a high-end bar called PICK ME UP. I stared at the door, feeling a pang of hesitation. I'd never set foot in a place like this before. With one last shaky breath, I pushed open the door and stepped inside.The bar was dimly lit, reeking of alcohol and something else I couldn't quite place. A few patrons sat scattered across the room, their faces shadowed. No one paid any attention to me as I walked to the bar, slipping onto a stool. The bartender barely glanced my way. “What'll it be?”“I don't care,” I muttered, my voice barely a whisper. “Whatever's strong.” He shrugged and slid a glass in front of me. I took a long swig, wincing as the alcohol burned down my throat. It was awful, but it worked. The nu

Lisa's POV It had been a week since I started my journey, wandering through forests in search of a pack I could call home. The towering trees surrounded me as I quietly munched on a bag of chips, my headphones tucked snugly in my ears. Suddenly, a faint rustling caught my attention. My heightened werewolf senses immediately kicked in. I stopped, removing my headphones as adrenaline surged through my veins. The instinctual choice between fight or flight overwhelmed me.I quickly stashed away my food and listened again. Footsteps echoed in the distance, getting closer. Emerging from the bushes were three tall, muscular men, their bare chests on full display. The man in the middle glared at me, his lips curling into a snarl. “What are you doing on pack land, Rogue?” he spat, his voice dripping with disgust.I glanced down at my appearance. I wore a simple white gown that fell to my knees, paired with white Converse sneakers and a denim jacket. I had even showered earlier that morn