Todos os capítulos de CAGED, CLAIMED, AND FATED: Capítulo 101 - Capítulo 110

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND ONEThe heavy mahogany door of the study swung open with a sudden, sharp creak that fractured the dead silence of the hallway.I froze, my heart leaping straight into my throat. The shadows of the corridor offered no protection as the warm light from inside the room spilled over the floorboards, illuminating my trembling form.Seraphina stepped out first.She stopped dead in her tracks the exact second her ice-blue eyes landed on me. For a fraction of a moment, the cold, unyielding mask she always wore slipped completely. She was shocked. Her pupils dilated, a rare, uncharacteristic flicker of vulnerability washing over her perfect features before she forced it back down.I was just as stoned, staring at her with wide, terrified eyes, the weight of the secrets I had just eavesdropped on pressing heavily against my chest."Elena?" Seraphina’s voice was a low, dangerous whisper that barely carried down the corridor. She closed the distance between us in a singl

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THREEInside a dimly lit room, an elderly woman sat behind a massive desk. She was in her mid-eighties, her face lined with age but her eyes still sharp and commanding.In her hand, she held a small pill, and right beside her stood a cup of water. A maid stood nearby with her head bowed low, waiting silently for her to take the medication.The old woman threw the pill into her mouth, took a quick sip of the water, and dropped the cup back onto the desk with a dull thud.Before the maid could even move to take the cup away, a sharp knock came through the door."Come in," the woman said, her voice dry and authoritative.The heavy door opened, and a man dressed in a sharp black tuxedo walked into the room. His expression was tight with panic."Ma, you have to see this," he said, stepping quickly toward the desk.The woman raised her head, her brow furrowing as the man held out a digital tablet for her to look at. On the screen, a video was playing. It was a video

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIVEThe air inside the underground dungeon in Colombia was thick with the suffocating smell of stale sweat, damp earth, and old blood.Elena’s uncle hung from heavy iron chains bolted to the stone ceiling, his toes barely scraping the filthy floor. He was already incredibly weak from days of previous interrogation, his breathing nothing more than a ragged, shallow rattle in his chest. His shirt was torn to shreds, exposing pale, bruised skin that shook violently with every breath.The heavy iron door groaned open, and Dante stepped into the cell, his massive frame completely filling the doorway. Right behind him was Seraphina. Her midnight gown was gone, replaced by a sleek, pitch-black leather outfit that made her look like the literal goddess of death. Her ice-blue eyes glowed with a terrifying light in the dim space."Wake up, old man," Dante growled, stepping forward. He didn't waste a single second. He grabbed the front of the uncle's hair and yanked his

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SEVENThe stone chamber deep beneath the ancestral estate was damp, reeking of sulfur, wolfsbane, and the metallic tang of dried blood.Heavy, dark shadows danced wildly across the damp walls, cast by the roaring, unnatural green fire blazing beneath a massive bronze cauldron.Five physically imposing vampires of pure blood stood symmetrically around the pot, their veins bulging black against their pale skin.They were using heavy iron rods to stir the thick, bubbling liquid inside, their muscles straining with every slow, deliberate rotation.The mixture hissed violently, sending up thick plumes of violet smoke that curled against the arched ceiling like trapped spirits.The heavy oak doors of the chamber groaned open, and Alisha walked into the room with an icy grace.Her posture was flawless, her dark velvet gown sweeping silently against the cold, uneven stone floor.She didn't flinch at the suffocating heat or the toxic fumes filling the arena as she stepp

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND NINEDante let out a dark, guttural growl that vibrated straight through the mattress, his alpha dominance completely snapping the final threads of restraint."Good girl," he hissed, his large, calloused hands gripping the hem of my silk shirt and ripping it down the middle in one violent motion.The buttons scattered across the wooden floor like hail, leaving my bare breasts completely exposed to the cool air of the room.My nipples were already swollen, hard as pebbles, aching for the wet heat of a mouth to soothe the burning friction.Seraphina didn't waste a second. She leaned down, her tongue darting out to lick a wet, agonizingly slow line up my stomach.I arched my back off the bed with a loud, needy gasp, my fingers burying themselves directly into her silver-streaked hair."So wet, Elena," Seraphina purred against my skin, her fingers sliding down to grip the elastic waistband of my silk shorts.She dragged them down my legs along with my soaked pantie