All Chapters of Claimed by the Outcast Alpha: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

The two servants immediately dropped to their knees, trembling.  “Lady Gwyneth, please forgive us! We spoke without thinking!”  The Queen’s expression hardened. “Guards!”   Within seconds, the guards outside burst through the doors.   “Take them away! They will be punished for their reckless tongues!”  she commanded coldly.  Ignoring the servants’ desperate cries, they seized both women and dragged them from the room.  “My Queen! Please!”  Their screams faded farther down the corridor until silence settled over the chamber once more.  An inexplicable chill crept beneath my skin.  “To be clear,” the priestess continued, “the presence I sensed wasn’t Virel’s blood or essence within the pups.”  She hesita

My chest tightened, and no matter how desperately I tried to bury the pain, it clawed its way to the surface. I turned my gaze to Diana, whose tears continued to fall. “Now do you understand why setting foot in this manor is an insult to the Alpha’s bloodline? If you believe you’re making a noble sacrifice for Zev, then you’ve misunderstood everything.” She lowered her eyes, unable to meet mine. Zev didn’t understand a single word I meant. How could he? His mind had already made its choice; all he saw was Diana in tears and me standing before her, as if bullying an omega.  “I said that’s enough!” His voice thundered across the garden. Before I could respond, a burning sting exploded across my cheek. The slap held more than anger. It came from frustration and a darkness in his eyes I’d never seen before. For a heartbeat, the entir

[Lucian] “What?!” my father roared as the two warriors delivered their report the moment they returned to the pack house. They had only just come back from escorting Kira to Thornfell’s border. “Alpha Kaelen personally escorted Kira and Martha,” one warrior reported, his voice trembling with fear. “No one else was permitted to cross into Thornfell’s territory.” “They also instructed us to hand this over after ordering us to leave the border,” a servant said, stepping forward with an envelope. Inside was the marriage contract bearing the names of Kira and Kaelen Cross. Attached to it was an official treaty from Thornfell declaring that, with Blackwood having fulfilled its obligation by sending Kira as the bride, peace between the two packs would remain intact. “They also sent several boxes,” another warrior added, gesturing toward the crates being carried in behind him. “Gemstones, mostly. Other valuables from their territory. A gesture of good faith, they said.” “Alpha...” I said

Alpha Kaelen’s expression darkened as he easily forced me back onto the bed. I glared at him, unable to look away as the mate bond throbbed violently between us. Every instinct urged our wolves toward each other, but all I felt was disgust. “W-what was that?” he asked. Our wolves had recognized one another. But I refused to let mine answer the call. “You...” I whispered, unable to hide my disbelief. “How are you the mate the Moon Goddess chose for me?” “Mate?” His eyes are narrowing. Despite the undeniable pull between us, my anger surged back with full force. With the reputation he carried throughout the territories, there was no way I would let him treat me like this. He literally smelled of another woman! “I’m not going to sleep with someone like you!” I snapped. “You reek of another she-wolf!” 

“I don’t have a mistress!” Kaelen’s jaw flexed. “Oh, really?” I challenged. “Then where did you spend the night?” A slow, infuriating smile tugged at the corner of his lips. “Are you jealous?” he asked, his tone shifting to amusement. “Did you miss having me in our bed?” Heat rushed to my face, though I refused to let him see it. “Don’t flatter yourself! I’m simply reminding you that I’m not some random female wolf you married. If you’re accustomed to warming other beds, that won’t continue in this marriage!” He reached up and gently cupped my chin. Amusement flickered in his golden eyes as he leaned closer. My breath caught in my throat when I realized how little distance remained between our faces. “You want me all to yourself,” he murmured. Warm breath g