Lahat ng Kabanata ng Claimed by the Outcast Alpha: Kabanata 91 - Kabanata 100

Amanda and I traveled a long way to reach her pack. She spent most of the journey trying to distract me, sensing the heaviness weighing on my heart. Still, no amount of conversation could ease the unease gnawing at my chest.  When we finally arrived at their territory, healers were gathered in a tense cluster outside the chamber where Lynn was being kept. Some paced while others exchanged worried glances. “You’re telling me there’s nothing else you can do?” Adrian’s furious roar exploded from inside the den. “You’ve been assuring me she’d regain consciousness, yet she’s still lying here!” The Alpha’s voice carried across the territory, laced with enough authority to make even seasoned warriors stiffen. Several healers immediately lowered their heads while others exchanged nervous glances, looking as though they wanted to flee. One of them spotted Amanda and hurr

My eyes were wide while Soren was disbelieving. In the space of a single heartbeat, I had shown Gwen a version of myself he was never supposed to see. ‘What is she doing here?’ “Why did you hurt her?!” Soren roared, launching himself at me. In seconds, his wolf surged forward, feral and consumed by rage. He slammed into me, driving me hard to the ground. His jaws snapped dangerously close to my throat as I strained against his chest, barely keeping those fangs from closing around me. At the right moment, violet light flickered in my eyes again, power rising like a pulse beneath my skin. “Don’t kill Soren. Please…” Gwen’s voice cut through everything. My gaze snapped to her, and something in my chest cracked open at the sight of her bleeding in the grass, her eyes fixed on me, begging. ‘Why is she protecting him?’ My jaw clenched, and I forced my focus back to the wolf above me. I pressed my palm firmly against his forehead as I locked onto his gaze, letting the words fall l

Several more days passed... Amanda remained in her pack’s territory while I returned to the Lycan Academy. Soren tried reaching out several times, wanting to know why I never showed up for our meeting. That alone confirmed my suspicion that Enzo had erased his memories. What I did was send him the special herb as repayment for saving Lynn and me. I couldn’t help him in any other way, especially since Ned was the reason Lynn was still unconscious. As a result, the Eastern Pack continued to wage war against Ravencrest. Three days before my mating ceremony, Kira and I set out for Blackwood Territory, where my union with Enzo, or Lucian, as most wolves called him, would take place. “Wasn’t Enzo already cast out of your pack?” I asked, trying to ease the tension during the trip. “I’m surprised the council still approved a gathering before the ceremony.” Kira glanced

A sharp ache twisted in my chest. Three months ago, all I had wanted was to become Soren’s mate. Then that want shifted, quietly and without warning, into wanting to become Lucian’s wife. And somewhere along the way, I fell in love with my shadow guard, the very man I had once dreamed of running away with. “What about you, Enzo?” I asked softly. “If I asked you to leave all of this behind, the pack, your title as executioner, everything… and build something new with me, something ordinary and quiet, just the two of us starting over... would you?” I had told him before that all I ever wanted was to be a mother. But I didn’t want my future pup growing up in a world where blood stained every path and death shadowed every duty, not as the child of Virel’s executioner! This wasn’t just about leaving the packs behind; it was about knowing where I stood in his heart. If Enzo truly loved me, if he was willing to choose me above all else, then he would be willing to sever the ties t

“Why?” Enzo asked as he rose from the edge of the bed. Before I could answer, my phone rang from the bedside table. The screen lit up with Soren’s name. A shadow crossed Enzo’s face. “Is this because you still care about that Ravencrest wolf?” My brows knitted together. 'What does Soren have to do with this?’ “He has nothing to do with my decision.” “Then why?” He stepped closer, his jaw clenched so hard I could see the muscle working beneath his skin. “Why do you want to walk away from our marriage?” I swallowed the ache rising in my throat and forced myself to meet his gaze. “Look at me, Enzo. I don’t even recognize who I’ve become anymore.” This was the price of loving him. The anger in his eyes slowly melted away as he stepped closer and gently cupped my cheek. M