All Chapters of Claimed by the Tyrant Alpha: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

I sat frozen on the edge of the bed as the chaos outside grew.My stepmother Mia’s sickly sweet voice echoed in my head from that afternoon."Faelan? You should use Giselle's room tonight.""Why?" I had asked, so naive."It's to protect Giselle, you understand," she'd said. "Your room is so far away. What if some rough Beta gets the wrong door and hurts her?" Her excuse sounded perfectly reasonable. "Besides, you're strong. Almost a warrior. You can fight back, but Giselle is too delicate for the roughness of the claiming.""And," she’d added, her voice dripping with fake concern, "think of it as a test for Alpha Joric. A test of your bond. He'll know where to find you, won't he?"Our bond.What a sick joke.I was actually touched at the time. I thought it was a romantic surprise."Okay, I understand. I'll go to Giselle's room," I’d even said, offering to help."Good girl," she'd purred, satisfied. "You're such a good, thoughtful child."Now I understood. It was all a setup. A carefull

He said nothing. He didn't ask a single question. His expression didn't even change. He just continued his steady pace through the field of moonpetals, and his silence was a strange comfort.The flowers only bloomed on the Blood Moon, symbolizing a turn of fate.How ironic. My fate had certainly turned.Just not in the direction I'd prayed for.Unfortunately, we ran right into Joric's group at the next intersection.My heart stopped.Under the moonlight, I could see Joric's tall frame clearly. He carried Giselle on his back. He pointed ahead, discussing the route with his Betas.Giselle clung to him obediently. She smiled, looking sweet and innocent. Like a damsel in distress who had just been rescued.It didn't take long for Joric to spot us.His eyes locked onto the Alpha carrying me. A flash of shock crossed his face."Alpha Torin?" Joric asked, unable to hide his surprise. "What are you doing out here?"Torin? The Silvermoon Alpha who never got involved in pack politics?Torin di

（Third-person POV.）"Sent where?"Joric's voice trembled, but he fought to keep it steady."To her mate's pack, of course," Marta replied, like she was talking about the weather.New mate?Joric’s mind went blank."Who is her new mate?" He heard his own voice as if from a great distance."The Alpha of Silvermoon," Marta said with a small laugh. "Alpha Torin. It's quite something, isn't it? For Faelan to be claimed by an Alpha that powerful."The name struck Joric like a physical blow. Torin.The powerful Alpha with the red-clad figure on his back.The man who had seemed so familiar, yet he couldn't place why."Impossible," Joric choked out. "She'd never... she would have fought. She would have torn him apart.""Oh? And why not?" Marta sounded confused. "She was very cooperative.""Cooperative?""Yes," Marta continued. "Quiet as a lamb. You know Faelan, always so fiery. But she went with him without a single protest. Not one."Compliant.The word was a dagger through Joric's heart."Wha

（Third-person POV.）"For real?"Joric looked at Giselle, a storm of complicated emotions churning inside him."Yes," Giselle nodded, her eyes shining with hope. "I know it sounds selfish, but…" She paused, taking a deep breath. "Joric, the way you've treated me… it's always been more than just simple protection.""What do you mean?""For the last three years," Giselle’s voice grew more confident, "the things you did for me… was it really just pity?"She stood and walked to the window."All those long talks late at night, the carefully chosen gifts, and…" She turned, her gaze locking with his. "...and the way your eyes soften when you look at me, when you think no one else is watching.""That was just…""It wasn't pity," Giselle cut him off. "Pity doesn't make you remember my favorite things. Pity doesn't make you stay up all night with me when I'm sad. And pity damn sure doesn't make an Alpha betray the one he calls his destined mate, just to protect another woman."Betray.The word wa

（Third-person POV.）Faced with Joric’s accusation, Torin didn't get angry.He just looked at the broken man, a hint of pity in his eyes.Torin let out a low, humorless laugh. "You really think I was there for your cast-off?"Joric froze. "What do you mean?"Torin didn't answer immediately. His gaze drifted, lost in a memory.The Silver Moon Sanctuary. The Sky-Peak. On the night of the full moon, the Seer, Seraphina, performed her divination. The crystal ball showed a hazy image: a woman in a red dress, sitting in a dark room. Her eyes were lifeless, her heart shattered. But her wolf spirit was unbroken. It was still strong."She is your destiny," the Seer’s voice had echoed, mystical and faint. "The other half of your soul. The Luna the Goddess herself has forged for you.""Where is she?" Torin had asked urgently."The next Blood Moon. The Omega quarters. Third row, seventh room. She will be wearing red, and she will be waiting for you to save her. She will be betrayed by a love she th