All Chapters of Claimed by the Outcast Alpha: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

[Lucian] Mr. Howard entered the High Chancellor’s office, an occurrence rare enough to raise concern. He was still in his pajamas, clearly roused from sleep and rushed here without a moment to spare. He feared very few people in this school… only the three who ruled it. “High Chancellor Flint,” he began, trying to steady his breath, “why was the First Claw sent to fetch me?” Flint didn’t waste time. “A conflict broke out among the students last night. One from your class is missing.” The news barely registered on the academic master’s face. “Doesn’t that happen often enough? Fights break out between them all the time.” His expression practically said: ‘what does any of this have to do with me?’ “You’re not wrong,” I said evenly. “Pack houses wi

Rumi couldn’t meet my gaze, as if refusing to acknowledge the obvious swelling around her eyes. “Soren said he ran into you last night near the male dormitory. What were you doing there? And why did you tell him you were with me?” I pressed. “I was annoyed at him, so I just went along with whatever he said,” she answered quickly. “I was rushing back because curfew was only minutes away… I didn’t mean it. Did something happen?” “A lot…” I told her everything that had unfolded in the hunting grounds. I watched irritation spread across her face. “I knew it! Muriel is hiding something. She acts soft and harmless around everyone, but when Soren isn’t around, she threatens people. She even uses the fact that she’s the Blackwood Pack’s princess to intimidate them.” “And that’s exactly why I want nothing to do with her,” I said. “She’s going to be my sister-in-law, but… why doesn’t she use the Wilder name?” “She claims she wants to keep a low profile. Apparently, contrary to what she’s d

[Lucian]  This woman is the only one who can match my banter and actually leave me speechless. She’s also the reason I got kicked out of my own library.  Damn, this is one hell of a test! We made our way to my residence at the far end of the academy grounds. Flint and the other High Chancellor are quartered here as well, a privilege afforded to the elite, and no surprise that a Blackwood pack member holds his own home among them. The moment we stepped inside, I froze at the sight of Idris. He’s my cousin, taken in by my father after his parents died in the war. “Who is he?” Gwen asked. Idris rose to his feet, a broad grin already spreading across his face. “I’m—” But Gwen cut him off before he could finish. “Oh! I know! You’re Lucian!”&

Before I came to the Ravencrest Pack, Enzo handed me a card and said, “I have some work to finish, so I won’t be able to go with you for now. But I’ll follow soon… You can use this card at human stores to buy whatever you need.” I hadn’t realized until later just how much money Lucian had put on it. I didn’t want to spend it. But I had nothing of my own, and I couldn’t arrive at Lynn’s pack empty-handed. I refused to be looked down on, worse, to give Ravencrest another reason to whisper about me. *** When Lynn pulled me into a hug, I immediately felt something was off. The brightness she usually carried had dimmed, like a light fading after burning too long. She still smiled when she pulled away, but it didn’t quite reach her eyes. “You look tired,” I said, unable to stop myself. Her smile tightened. “I’m fine. I just had a few things to take care of at the pack house.” Then added, “Sorry for calling you here so suddenly. I just… needed family.” I swallowed whatever I was about

[Soren]  My mother hurled a goblet across the room just as the Valerius siblings and several high-ranking wolves cleared the dining hall. “Are you trying to disgrace me in my own pack?” the Luna lashed out as her glare pinned Freya in place. “Explain yourself. Why would you even touch Lynn’s things?” Ned was the first to speak. “My Luna, Freya, is a member of this pack. She has returned, and I permitted her to use what is available in the house. It is only a dress.” “Just a dress?” she scoffed. “A dress Lynn hasn’t even touched, one that costs more than what some wolves earn in a year?” “Mom, Freya isn’t at fault,” I said. “Ned’s right. The dress was already in the pack, and Gwen gave it away herself; that means it was no longer hers to claim. If anyo