All Chapters of Alpha's Claim, Omega's Surrender: Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

Mars Reed POV“My body instinctively shrinks back against the old wood floor as the rogue fighter approaches my face with a greasy, disgusting grin plastered across his jaw,” I say, my breath coming out in fast, short gasps as my heart goes super fast inside my ribs.His rough hands are nonchalantly undoing his dark leather belt, whistling at my frame in a tone that makes my inner wolf feel totally sick. “Ain't this male wolf a real pretty peach! Brooke Caldwell, is your mouth planning to let my claws take care of his flesh right here on the dirt floor?”“Cut the boring crap!” Brooke barks from the corner, her voice sounding super angry. “Your body is here to get on with the job, not to dawdle around the room all day!”“Aw, my wolf is just a tiny bit shy, you know?” the rogue guy chuckles with a mean leer, his eyes tracking my chest. “My claws have been with plenty of partners in the forest, but never in front of a live audience! Time for a real territory thrill, right?”He strips dow

Mars Reed POV“If my soul must burn in the deep forest, your alpha body is coming straight to hell with my claws, Grant Walker!” Brooke Caldwell screams at the top of her lungs, her face completely crazy as her two hands grip the heavy silver knife and drive it straight into Grant’s chest.Dark red wolf blood instantly soaks through his beautiful dark shirt, staining the fine clothes his body chose so carefully this morning just to look good for my eyes.“No, Grant! Don't do this!” I scream, my voice cracking completely as my hands reach out across the dirt, but my vision blurs with a heavy darkness.As my consciousness fades away into the dark, my ears faintly hear Brooke’s wild cackle and Grant’s deep, hoarse alpha voice shouting to the warriors, “Forget about my body! Save Mars first!”My soul feels like it is plummeting straight down into a giant, endless abyss in the mountains. My wolf body is just suspended, falling forever and ever into nothingness. In the dark dream, I see my

Mars Reed POV“Those massive iron doors are locking your body out for good, Mars, so just give up your ghost and stop crawling after his alpha scent,” Tyler Walker barks, his boots slamming down right next to my bleeding face on the cold stone ground.A heavy iron lock clicks into place with a sharp snap, sealing away every single ounce of my remaining hope as my weak wolf frame lies completely powerless in the dark driveway. My chest swells up with a massive, burning frustration, cursing my broken bones and loathing my inner wolf's complete inability to smash through that boundary in this critical moment.In my long, complicated bond with Grant Walker, my own soul had always been the submissive, passive male waiting in the den, while Grant, the dominant alpha king of the West Coast pack lines, had always been the one to thrust his big body forward to shield my skin from the vicious storms of the forest.“Our tracks are stuck out here while his blood is drying inside,” I croak out, my

Tyler Walker POV“Yeah, yeah, I absolutely promise my claws won't let his male body move a single fucking inch from this clinic mattress,” Tyler Walker assures the old pack doctor with vigorous nods of his head, his fingers tightening around my bare, feverish shoulder. “So, when exactly will Mars Reed wake up from this medicine?”“It is super hard to say for sure. His inner wolf wasn't in the best physical shape to begin with, and with all this intense territory drama crushing his mind, his system is completely spent. Just keep a very close eye on his breathing,” the doctor barks.With those parting words, the medical wolf exits the small VTN ROOM. Tyler turns his large frame back toward my clinic bed to find my male face completely void of any healthy color, which instantly makes his chest feel a wild mixture of heavy anger and deep sorrow. But then, reflecting on his own desires, wasn't his soul also cast from the exact same desperate mold? His close pack friends had told his ears t

Mars Reed POV“I might not be fond of that male wolf Mars Reed, but my claws will be completely damned before my leadership lets you turn the entire Walker family line upside down with your pathetic schemes!” Alpha Jonathan Walker growls, his massive chest heaving with hot breath as his deep alpha voice shakes the stone walls of the private sanctuary.Jonathan’s internal nerves were completely rattled by the recent bloody debacle involving Brooke Caldwell’s silver blades. In the long seasons past, his mind had been highly reluctant to interfere with the pack dynamics, partly out of deep consideration for his mate Amanda’s health, and sheer alpha laziness when it came to domestic territory squabbles inside the Walker Ridge Estate.Had his eyes known that Amanda had spoiled that rogue lawyer Brooke to such a disgusting extent, allowing her to become so completely unhinged that her claws even harmed their own dominant son’s chest, his boots would have stepped into the alpha’s den to set t