All Chapters of Claimed by the Ruthless Alpha Prince: Chapter 221 - Chapter 226

Kieran POV**My control finally snapping, I move toward Celeste, ready to show her exactly what happens to people who hurt what’s mine.But a hand closes around my wrist.“Kieran.” Daciana’s voice is steady despite the tremor I can feel in her grip. “Don’t.”I freeze, every muscle in my body coiled tight. My wolf is snarling, demanding blood, insisting on retribution. But Daciana’s hand on my wrist anchors me, pulls me back from the edge.“They’re not worth it,” she continues, her voice quiet but firm. “Let the Queen handle them.”I look down at her, at the poison darkening her cheek and the blood seeping through her uniform, and the look in her eyes makes me pause. It’s not fear. It’s not a weakness.It’s trust.She’s trusting me to pull back. To let justice take its course rather than tear these women apart with my bare hands.I take a breath. Then another. Slowly, the red haze recedes.“You’re right,” I say finally, my voice still rough from trying to contain my violence. I turn ba

She’s busy,” he says flatly, positioning himself between Leon and me.I’m shocked into silence for a moment, my mind struggling to process what’s happening. Then, anger flares hot and bright inside me.“Excuse me?” I glare at Kieran, my hands clenching at my sides. “I can speak for myself, thank you.”But Kieran isn’t looking at me. His eyes are fixed on Leon, and there’s a dangerous look in them—possessive and primal in a way that makes my wolf perk up with interest despite my irritation.My chest clenches at his earnestness. Leon is good. Kind. Reliable. Elara has been pushing us together for weeks now, dropping hints and creating opportunities for us to spend time alone. And Leon has made it clear, in a dozen small ways, that he’s interested in me as more than just a colleague or friend.But my heart doesn’t beat wildly for him. Not the way it does for Kieran. When Leon walks into a room, I feel nothing. No spark, no pull, no desperate need to be close to him. He’s attractive, certa

I cup Kieran’s face in my hands, searching his eyes for any hint of doubt, any shadow of hesitation. But all I see is certainty. Desire. Love.“Then have me,” I whisper. And he does.His mouth crashes into mine again, and this time, there’s no hesitation. No holding back.My fingers tangle in his hair as he presses me harder against the wall, his body a line of heat and strength. The bond between us thrums with such intensity that I can barely think, barely breathe.“Daciana,” he murmurs against my lips, and the way he says my name—like a prayer, like a promise—makes something inside me break open.“I need you,” I whisper back. I hate how vulnerable I sound, but I can’t hold it in anymore.His hand slides beneath my nightgown, fingers tracing the curve of my waist, and I shiver at his touch. Every nerve ending feels alive, hyperaware of exactly where his skin meets mine.“Tell me if you want me to stop,” he says, pulling back just enough to look at me. His eyes are dark, hungry, but t