All Chapters of Claimed by the Ruthless Alpha Prince: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

The words land like a slap in my face, but I keep my expression neutral. “She’s made that pretty clear,” Daciana continues, her voice hardening. “It’s hard to see you two as mates when she doesn’t want anything to do with you.”“Things are complicated,” I say tightly.“Clearly.” Daciana’s gaze bores into mine. “If you’re really her mate, why is she spending all her time with Zane? Why would she choose to be with him instead of you?”“That’s not—” I stop myself, realizing I’m about to reveal too much. “That’s not relevant to what I came here for.”Recognition dawns in Daciana’s eyes, and her whole demeanor changes. “This is part of some mission, isn’t it?” She leans forward with new interest. “Or is it that she doesn’t want you? Did she reject you?”“As I said, it’s complicated,” I snapped, my patience wearing thin. “Complicated because you’re using her for something? Or complicated because she wants nothing to do with you?” Daciana is too curious to give up now. “Which is it, Command

A strangled cry comes out of me, but he swallows it with a bruising kiss, his tongue thrusting deep, forcing me to choke down my own moans.Then his hand shifts lower, and two thick fingers push inside me in one relentless thrust. The stretch steals my breath, rough and perfect, filling me so completely that my walls clench tight around him. My body jerks, back arching into his chest as the air leaves me in a ragged gasp.“Fuck,” he snarls against my mouth, feeling the way I’m clamping down on him. “So tight around my fingers. You should’ve known you couldn’t run from this.”He pulls those fingers out almost all the way, then drives them back in, curling up hard until sparks explode behind my eyes. My nails dig into his shoulders as I feel helpless, every thrust causing a whimper that he devours with his mouth.The thickness of his fingers stretches me open again and again, each pump harder, deeper, wetter. His palm rubs against my clit with every stroke, making me grind back on his h

Then, with a quiet growl, he turns me, bending me forward over the desk. Cool wood meets my palms as he presses me down, his body following, heat and muscle closing around me. One hand fists in my hair, tilting my head just enough for his breath to brush my ear; his other hand splays across my hip, securing me in place.“You’ve run from me for weeks,” he murmurs, voice low and lethal. “You’ve avoided me, denied me…” His grip tightens, my cheek flat against the desk now, his chest flush against my back. “Now I’m going to teach you who your body belongs to.”The words coil around me like chains. My wolf thrashes against them, not to escape—but to revel. My human side trembles, caught in the firestorm of fear and need, every nerve stretched tight.Seth quickly rids himself of his clothes and presses against me again, the hard mass of his intent impossible to ignore. My breath stutters, body already reacting, already giving itself over before he has even begun.“You feel that?” His whispe

My hands shake as I pull off my shirt and place it quickly over her head, working her arms through the sleeves. She doesn’t react to my touch, doesn’t acknowledge my presence at all. Just stands there, swaying slightly, waiting.“Selene, wake up.” I grip her shoulders, trying to get her attention. “Come on, little wolf.”Nothing. Her vacant stare remains fixed somewhere beyond me, seeing something I can’t.I’m about to physically carry her back to bed when I hesitate.I need to understand what’s causing this. Where she’s going. What’s controlling her? What the hell has been happening to my mate while I’ve been blind to all of it.There’s only one way to find out. Instead of waking her, instead of carrying her back to safety, I make a decision.I’m going to follow her.I step aside, letting her continue forward. She moves past me at once, resuming that same steady, unnatural walk.I shadow her through the corridors, my senses on high alert. She moves with unsettling certainty, as if sh

I inhale deeply through my nose. “You waded through it?”“I had to. Zane was dying.” Her voice drops. “The mist was so thick I could barely see. But I could smell the blood, hear him breathing. I just… I had to reach him.”“Fuck.” The word comes out harsh. My mind races through the implications. “That mist—it’s not normal magic. My wolf can sense it’s wrong. Dangerous.”“What is it?”“I don’t know yet.” I stand and move to the bathroom, where I fill a glass with water at the sink. “But it’s obvious you’ve entered that forest more times than you know. That mist is doing something to you, Selene. Controlling you somehow.”She shivers despite the warmth of the room.A thought occurs to me, and I stop halfway back to the bed. “Wait. You talked about the mist just now.”“Yes.”“When we questioned you about that night, you never mentioned it.” I move closer, studying her expression. “You said there was nothing unusual. Just Zane, injured and alone.”She’s quiet for a few seconds, thoughtful