บททั้งหมดของ Claimed by the vampire and his Alpha brothers: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 5

Ashleigh “I, Ethan Blackwood, reject you, Ashleigh Summers, as my mate.” It was him. Ethan Blackwood. Alpha’s son. The guy I’d been stupidly crushing on since I was twelve. The whole pack knew this The words hit like a knife to my chest. I stared at him. “What?” He didn’t flinch. He just crossed his arms, jaw tight. “You heard me. I reject you.” My mouth opened. Closed. Opened again. “You’re kidding. Right? This was some messed-up birthday prank. Ha ha. Hilarious. You got me.” He didn’t laugh. Nobody did. Dad, my father Beta Summers, always so proud, always lecturing me about “duty” and “strength” stepped forward fast. “Ethan, son, think this through. The bond:..” “I thought this through,” Ethan cut in, voice flat. “She’s not Luna material. She hasn’t even shifted. She’s… weak.” Weak. A few gasps rippled through the crowd. Someone snorted probably one of the younger warriors who hated Ethan’s guts anyway. Ethan’s eyes narrowed. “This isn’t a joke, Ashleigh.”

AshleighI walked back from the lake that night like nothing had happened. Letter crumpled in my fist, cheeks still wet, shoes squelching lake water. I slammed the back door harder than necessary.Mom jumped. “Ashleigh? You’re soaked.”“Genius observation,” I said, voice hoarse.Dad frowned. “You good?”I laughed without humor. “Define good.”He sighed, returned to his laptop and pack affairs. No one asked more. No one noticed the red eyes.Upstairs, I locked my door, flattened the letter under the lamp, and read it again. Fingers tracing the elegant cursive.*You are worth more than they made you believe. Don’t let them win.*Vampire speed. Cold arms. Had to be vampire.I tucked it into my bra and sat on the floor, staring at nothing. Who was he? Why me? Why now?The next few days I turned into an amateur detective. Casual questions, maximum sarcasm.To cousin Lila at breakfast: “Any vampires hanging around lately? Tall, fast, good stationery taste?”She choked. “What? No. That’s Nor

Ashleigh I slapped both hands over my mouth but it was way too late. The sound was already out there, hanging in the air like a bad fart. My brain finally caught up and I blurted the first thing that popped into my head because apparently my mouth had zero chill left. “I like you, okay? but you have to respect boundaries! What the hell are you doing in my room anyway, standing here half naked like some kind of underwear model who lost a bet?”He just stared at me for a second, one eyebrow slowly climbing up his forehead like it was trying to escape his face. Then he laughed once, short and dry, and crossed his arms over those stupid carved abs. “Are you crazy? This is my room. You’re the one who walked in here like you owned the place and started screaming at my dick. I was literally getting changed after training. You never left after I told you to stay away earlier. You followed me or got lost or whatever, but this is definitely my room, not yours.”I blinked. Hard. Then I actually