All Chapters of Claimed by three Alphas: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

The battle raged for hours.The sounds outside the Den were relentless. Roars tore through the mountain air. Bodies slammed against bodies with sickening thuds. Howls rose and fell like waves. The metallic scent of blood drifted faintly on the wind that slipped through the cracks in the stone walls. Every crash and snarl made my heart pound harder. My swollen belly felt heavier with every passing minute. The taut skin stretched tight over the life inside me. Strong kicks came in rapid succession now. Each one a sharp pressure that made me gasp and curl my hands protectively around the curve.I lay on my side, supported by pillows. Cassian remained behind me. His body a solid shield. One arm wrapped around my side so his hand could rest firmly on my belly. The warmth of his palm seeped into the stretched skin. His steady breathing against my neck was the only calm in the storm.“Another wave,” I whispered. My voice trembled. “I can hear them getting closer. The howls are louder. The cr

Distant howls had faded completely. Only the wind remained, whispering through the mountain passes like a warning that the peace was temporary. Inside, the air still carried the faint metallic tang of blood and the earthy musk of shifted wolves. The scent clung to Thorne and Aurelius even after they had washed. It mixed with their familiar scents — wild earth and blood for Thorne, sun-warmed cedar and smoke for Aurelius. creating a heavy, grounding reminder of what they had done to protect us. My belly felt heavier than ever. The round sphere rested low and prominent, the skin stretched so tight it gleamed in the firelight. Silvery stretch marks fanned across the sides like delicate lightning. Every kick sent a deep, internal pressure through me. Sometimes the movement was gentle ripples. Other times it was strong enough to make me gasp and press my hands to the curve. My breasts were full and tender. The dark nipples constantly leaked small beads of fluid that made my skin sticky an

The temporary peace after the first clash did not last long.The rival packs returned with greater force. Their howls echoed through the mountain passes at night, closer and more coordinated than before. The scent of their aggression carried on the wind. Bitter, sharp, and hungry. They wanted the moon-born omega heavy with pups. They wanted the power they believed lived in my bloodline and the forbidden mixing with Aurelius’s blood.Inside the Den, the atmosphere had changed. My belly had grown so large and heavy that I could barely move without help. The round sphere rested low. The skin stretched tight and shiny. Marked with silvery stretch marks that the alphas still traced with reverent fingers. Strong kicks came frequently. Sometimes so powerful they made me wince. My breasts were full and tender. The dark nipples constantly leaked small drops of fluid.I lay on my side, supported by pillows, when the next wave of reports arrived.A scout burst through the doors, breathing hard.

The rival packs had been broken.The final clash ended in a decisive victory for the triad. The howls of the enemy had turned from savage challenges to pained retreats. The metallic scent of blood still lingered on the wind, but it was now mixed with the sharp smell of defeat. The lower passes were littered with the fallen. The survivors had fled deep into the valleys, tails tucked and spirits shattered. They would not return for a long time.Inside the Den, the heavy doors stood open to let in fresh air. The scent of pine and cold mountain wind cut through the lingering battle smells. My belly felt heavier than ever. The round sphere rested low and prominent. The skin stretched so tight it gleamed. Silvery stretch marks fanned across the sides. Strong kicks continued, sometimes so powerful they made me wince. My breasts were full and tender. The dark nipples constantly leaked small drops of fluid.I lay on my side, supported by pillows, when Thorne and Aurelius returned from the fina

The war was truly over.The rival packs had been shattered beyond recovery. Their forces scattered into the valleys, broken and leaderless. The mountain passes fell silent once more. Only the wind remained, carrying the faint metallic tang of dried blood and the crisp scent of pine. The Den stood untouched. Safe. Secure.Inside, the air felt different. Lighter. Charged with victory and the deep, quiet anticipation of what came next.My belly had grown enormous. The heavy sphere rested low and full, the skin stretched so tight it gleamed in the firelight. Silvery stretch marks fanned across the sides like delicate lightning. Every movement sent a deep pull through my lower back and hips. Strong kicks came frequently. Sometimes so powerful they made me wince and press my hands to the curve. My breasts were full and tender. The dark nipples constantly leaked small drops of fluid that the alphas licked away with possessive hunger.I lay on my side in the center of the furs, supported by p