All Chapters of Claimed by the Outcast Alpha: Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

“I protected your Alpha! I took the bullet meant for him. Isn’t that enough to prove my loyalty to Thornfell? My mate is dead! How could you be so cruel as to blame me for everything?” According to the Beta, I had to go along with how events were unfolding. That meant standing my ground and insisting I had nothing to do with what had happened. If I let Sirius and Rora frame me without a fight, Sirius would only grow more suspicious. “I am your Alpha’s mate! What you’re doing is against the pack law! None of you has the right to judge me while my mate’s fate remains uncertain! The Moon Goddess recognized our bond. As Kaelen’s mate, I carry his authority. This is an injustice!” Uneasy murmurs swept through the gathered wolves as they exchanged uncertain glances. “According to pack law,” the Gamma said, his voice carrying across the courtyard, “if an Alpha dies unexpectedly, his mate assumes his authority until a new Alpha is chosen.” “That is correct,” one of the elders confirmed.

No one involved in the conspiracy escaped punishment. Every traitor was judged according to Thornfell law. Sirius was thrown into prison, along with every council member who had stood beside him. Even then, Rora’s clan refused to accept their downfall. They continued pleading with Kaelen, insisting they had only been deceived by Sirius. According to them, he had shown them documents bearing Elder Cross’s seal, and claimed he had been granted authority over Thornfell. But Kaelen had already gathered more than enough evidence to expose their involvement. Their pleas were denied, and word of their disgrace spread quickly through every corner of Thornfell. Before long, Rora’s clan had become the territory’s favorite source of mockery. Meanwhile, Kaelen remained burdened by the endless problems Sirius had left behind. As for me, I focused on restoring order within the Alpha Manor. One by one, I dismissed the servants I could no longer trust. “Lady Kira, please…” one servant begged

[Lucian] “Alpha Lucian, congratulations,” Alpha Adrian said. “As expected, your plan to build a central hub for both wolves and humans was a success. I’m grateful to be one of the Alphas you invited to help build this empire.” Five years ago, none of this had existed. Now, I am the richest wolf on the continent. Not only did werewolves look up to me, but even humans respected my name. By uniting the territories and turning Verge City into the largest trade center in the world, I had earned the title of Alpha King. I’m also the only Alpha with a direct line to the Lycans, the ancient rulers whose land our entire hub depends on. Those achievements hadn’t come easily. For the past five years, I had buried myself in work. Every expansion, every negotiation, every sleepless night has brought me to where I am today. “I’m grateful as well,” Kaelen said. “Thank you for putting aside the conflicts that once divided our packs. Because we chose to work together, our communities have grown

[Lucian] Alpha Conrad couldn’t keep our argument to himself. He had gone straight to my father after our confrontation, so I already had a good idea why I was being summoned back to Blackwood Pack after seven days away. What I hadn’t expected was to find several high-ranking officials from other packs in the Wilder Manor. Lynn and Adrian were there with their pups. Alpha Conrad and Vada had arrived as well. From another pack were my sister, Kira, and her mate, Kaelen. As soon as I stepped out of the vehicle, my gaze landed on Lynn. She stood near the manor’s entrance, watching her pups run circles around the fountain. “Pups, greet Alpha Lucian!” Lynn called. The children immediately stopped and turned toward me. Their bright eyes widened as they looked me over. “Hello, Alpha Lucian! Wow, you’re handsome!” one of them exclaimed. “He’s an Alpha! Of course he is! But my daddy is more handsome, though,” the other pup declared with complete confidence. “Pups, be nice,” Lynn scolde

[Gwyneth] Sweat dripped from my skin as ragged breaths escaped my lips after days of spiritual training. I sat cross-legged in the heart of Oak Grove, a sacred sanctuary hidden deep within the mountains. Ancient oak trees towered around the clearing, their thick trunks and sprawling branches forming a natural barrier against the outside world. It was one of the few places where a Lycan could commune with their spirit and strengthen the bond between soul and beast. Today’s training was for my Lycan spirit. For hours, my Lycan spirit and I had fought malevolent entities that lurked within the spirit realm, drawing strength from darkness and corruption. The relentless battle had pushed us to our limits, but that was the purpose of the training: to become stronger. A few feet away stood the Head Priestess. She had overseen my spiritual training for the past five years, and for the first time since I had known her, fatigue was evident on her face. Sweat dampened her robes as heavily