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บททั้งหมดของ THE CLAIMED VIRGIN: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

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CHAPTER 1

"You're late," Alejandro said.His voice was a low, growling rumble that vibrated in the small theater. I froze. The spotlight felt like a brand against my skin. The room was a tomb, twenty seats of velvet and shadows, empty except for the two Alphas sitting on the central couch."Step into the light, VX," Mateo added. He was leaning forward, his eyes tracking the way my throat moved when I swallowed.I moved. My boots clicked against the stage floor. The Silver Crest Country Club was supposed to be a sanctuary of high society, but in here, it smelled like cold sweat and predator. Alejandro was sprawled back, one arm lazily draped over the cushions, his jaw set in a line of pure granite. Mateo was the predator on the hunt, watching for a weakness."Show us why the Silver-Oak Pack shouldn't just tear you apart," Alejandro muttered. His voice was curt. Bored.I looked at the pole. I looked at the chair. Every other candidate—the models, the pre-med students, the gymnasts—had probably tr
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CHAPTER 2

"He's a liability, Teo," Alex growled.The door to the Velvet Theater Room clicked shut, cutting off Victor’s exit. Alex paced the narrow space between the stage and the first row of seats. "He’s gorgeous, sure. Lethal eyes, great build. He’d turn every head in the Silver Crest Country Club. But he’s a dancer, Teo. A club boy. You really think a guy who grinds for tips is going to help us negotiate a border treaty with the Northern Alphas?"Teo leaned back, his eyes still fixed on the door where 'VX' had disappeared. "You’re thinking with your ego, not your gut. Did you see the way he moved? That wasn't just a routine. That was a hunt. He didn't even look at us until he wanted to own us.""He speaks in fragments and looks like he’s never seen a book in his life," Alex countered. "We just passed on a pre-med student with a fated-mate lineage. We let a girl who speaks four languages walk out that door. And you want to bring him to the Vargas Grand Casino? He’s good for one thing, brothe
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CHAPTER 3

“You aren't what I’d call a high-end vintage.”Alejandro shoved Victor toward the glass desk, the movement jagged and cold. “Teo has a thing for strays, but I don’t eat garbage.”Victor ripped his arm back, baring his teeth. “Don't we? I thought the Vargas twins shared everything. Or is the big bad Alpha suddenly picky about his meat?”Alejandro stepped into Victor’s space, his scent—burnt pine and rain—crushing the air out of the room. “I don't touch trash. My brother might be obsessed with your scent for a week, but he’s flighty. He wants you for one reason, and it isn't your conversation.”“Then why am I still here?” Victor’s heart hammered against his ribs, a frantic rhythm he hoped Alejandro couldn't smell. “If I’m so beneath you, throw me out.”“I’m going to give you a better reason to run.” Alejandro’s hand clamped onto Victor’s wrist, ignoring the sharp hiss of protest. He dragged him through the penthouse to a room of white marble and cold gold. “Sit. Don't make me repeat it.
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CHAPTER 4

Alejandro’s shadow didn't move. He was a statue of muscle and cold intent, watching me through the dark lenses of his predatory eyes. I signed the last page with a hand that wanted to shake. I didn't let it. I slid the stack back across the glass."Done," I said, my voice cutting through the silence.He didn't smirk this time. He took the papers, his movements methodical, and tucked them away. "Good. You’ve accepted the leash. Now, we mark the property."He reached into a drawer and pulled out a heavy silver cuff. It wasn't jewelry. It was thick, etched with ancient runes that seemed to hum with a faint, predatory light. A ruby sat in the center, pulsing like a trapped heart."Hand," he commanded.I held out my wrist. His skin was scorching where it brushed mine, a jolt of electricity snapping between us. He snapped the cuff shut. It didn't just sit there; it shrank, molding to my bone until it was impossible to slide off."A tracker," Alejandro explained, his voice dropping to a grav
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CHAPTER 5

"What is this?"Mateo’s voice had lost its playful edge. His fingers pressed firmly against the elastic band through the expensive fabric of my suit. The warmth in the kitchen evaporated, replaced by the sudden, sharp scent of an Alpha whose territory had been breached by a small, defiant act."There weren’t any. So I used mine," I said, steadying my voice.His jaw tightened. With one violent, fluid motion, I heard the silk of the suit strain and the unmistakable rip of cotton. I gasped, my legs falling open on the marble as he tossed the shredded black fabric onto the floor."That’s because you won't be wearing any. Ever.""You’re back early."Alejandro didn't look up from the tablet. He sat in the Shadow VIP Lounge, the dim light catching the scars on his knuckles. The room smelled of expensive bourbon and the lingering metallic scent of the Vargas territory's enforcement."Dante needed me at the Black Chamber," Mateo replied. He moved to the decanter, pouring a double. "One of Drag
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CHAPTER 6

"You won't be wearing any," Mateo growled.The sheer dominance in his tone made the air in the kitchen feel heavy, charged with the scent of pine and raw power. I was too stunned by the sudden violence of the act to protest, my breath hitching as I realized the internal rules of this pack were far more literal than I’d imagined."Eat," Mateo commanded, stuffing the shredded black cotton into his pocket as if it were a trophy. "I ordered the full spread since I didn't know your palate."I climbed down from the marble, my skin buzzing where the cold stone had met my bare thighs. I grabbed a croissant and a strip of thick-cut bacon, mirroring the exact breakfast Alejandro had taken earlier. Mateo watched me, his dark eyes tracking every movement of my jaw. We finished in a silence that felt like a countdown."Where are we going?" I asked as I slid into the passenger seat of the Black Jaguar XF."Surprises are the soul of the hunt, Victor. Just sit back."---The "surprise" was a grueling
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CHAPTER 7

"You're marking me," Victor whispered.The air in the cramped medical suite at the Grand Chicago Ballroom was thick with the heavy, musk-laden scent of an Alpha who had just claimed his territory. Mateo didn't answer with words. He remained on his knees between Victor's splayed legs, his fingers slick as he massaged his own spent essence into the pale skin of Victor's thighs and chest."I'm making sure the message is clear," Mateo growled, his voice a low vibration that made Victor’s still-sensitive core twitch. "Every wolf in that ballroom has a nose. When you walk back in, they won't smell a dancer. They’ll smell me."Victor’s breath hitched. The cooling fluid felt like a brand. He looked down at Mateo’s dark head, the brutal contrast of the Alpha's power bowed before him, yet entirely in control."Dress," Mateo commanded, standing up and wiping his hands on a silk handkerchief. "We have a wedding to finish."---The transition from the sterile, quiet room back into the thrumming he
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8

"The scent of that female is all over you," Santiago rumbled.The Alpha of the Vargas Syndicate took a slow pull of his drink, his amber eyes tracking Mateo with predatory precision. Mateo didn't flinch. He walked to the cooler, grabbed a cold one, and popped the cap. The metallic hiss echoed in the sudden silence of the Las Vegas Penthouse Loft. Beside them, Alejandro remained glued to the screen, his knuckles white as he watched the Silver Crest Wolves fumble a play against their rivals."She’s just a stray I picked up at Club Venom," Mateo said. The lie tasted like copper.Santiago let out a low, vibrating laugh that rattled the ice in his glass. "Stiks says you nearly tore a Beta’s throat out at the Grand Chicago Ballroom just for breathing her air. That doesn't sound like a stray, Teo. That sounds like a fixation.""I was protecting the brand," Mateo snapped. "Olivia was watching. The whole pack was watching. I had to look like I’d moved on from that human bitch.""You need to pu
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9

"The pack loyalty is shifting," Santiago growled, his voice a low vibration that rattled the crystal on the table. "I’ve caught scent of a few sub-Alphas still barking for the old Alpha King. You’d think after the way Caruso bled them dry and let their territory rot, they’d be crawling to the Vargas paws for sanctuary."The first pitch. I took a measured swallow of the amber liquid, letting the burn of the whiskey settle in my gut. "Sounds like a mess.""Are you claiming the Vegas Nightclubs aren't smelling the same rot?" Santiago leaned forward, his eyes tracking my every move.Teo roared something jagged at the screen as a receiver dropped a pass."Not a whiff," I lied. My mind went straight to the Omega I’d cornered in the Black Chamber just to squeeze out names of the rebels trying to ignite a fire in the ruins of the Caruso pack. Santiago had tasked me with the hunt, but that rat hadn't given up anything useful for the Vargas Grand Casino—mostly just names of small-time runners.
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10

"The twins are moving into the Grand Casino?"The message on the encrypted app sat there, glowing against the dim light of the Las Vegas Penthouse Loft. I stared at it. Why was the Alpha of the Vargas Syndicate here? It made sense now. They were pushing Victor and the others out because a bigger play was in motion. But if Mateo and Alejandro didn't know the full details yet, how did the contact on the other end of this burner phone have the drop?Someone high up was leaking. If the twins caught a scent of the mole, it was only a few steps before they found me. I’d be shredded. I typed back fast: I'll see what I can find.Him: There’s a relic in the Vargas vault. They snatched it during a raid on the Caruso pack lands.Me: What am I looking for? Description.Me: A moonstone set in silver. Large. You’ll smell the ancient magic on it. Secure that, and your debt is paid.He wanted me to heist a pack relic. A stone I couldn't even visualize. If I failed this, Dragunov would have my head.V
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