All Chapters of Claimed by the Seven Alphas: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Dorian's camera hovered midair. The red light blinked three times. The projection cut. "Data analysis complete. Closing private channel." When the mechanical voice faded, only the drip-beep of the monitor remained in the operating room. Elias pushed the notebook to the very back of the operating station. He dropped the used amber syringe into the waste bin and peeled off his gloves. "From your last blood draw, I used specialized methods to isolate and preserve the purest source essence. Potency should hold for six months. But if someone else contracts the Reversal Blood toxin within that window, I'll need to draw from you again. A much larger volume. You should consider whether you want to stockpile extra reserves in advance." He didn't look at me when he said this. Bu

He gave me a wink. But it was stripped of its usual rakish armor, that glance so feather-light and fleeting it was gone before I could trap the raw sincerity hidden beneath it. He swung into the saddle, his white horse half-rearing in the dawn, and reined it in, looking down at me. His golden hair caught the first full rays of the sun. "That proposal. You don't need to answer it. I just wanted you to know that someone wants to marry you. Not because you might be the Mother of Wolves. But because three years ago, you saved a man. And that man happened to be me." He spurred his horse toward the manor gates. I slid the chocolates into my inner pocket, pressed against Cain's letter and the emergency blocker. Three items in that pocket now. Three Alphas.

The Third Lord's attorney rose from the right side of the plaintiff's bench. A Beta. Council-appointed. Thin gold-rimmed glasses. He carried a file thick as a brick in both hands. He strode to the cage and pressed it hard against the gaps in the bars. So close the lead letters stabbed into the eyes. "First count: Use of witchcraft to bewitch Alphas." He began, his voice ringing out. "Exhibit A: Glandular test results for the defendant, Luna. Pheromone concentration far exceeding normal Omega physiological limits. Exhibits a severe carnal induction effect on Alphas. On the day of the Blood Moon Hunt, she forcibly released pheromones in the arena, causing seven high-ranking Alphas to abandon the hunt simultaneously." "Exhibit B: Testimonies from multiple laundry staff. Confirming that the defendant repeatedly used her pheromones to systematically approach and seduce high

High above the dome, the clouds outside the circular glass windows parted completely. The midday sun poured through, slamming into the black basalt floor like a searing pillar of white light. The iron cage crouched dead center within that light. Its door swung wide open. I remained inside, knuckles whitening against the rusted bars. I chose to stay. No chains held me here. I simply hadn't finished what I came to say. From the very back row of the spectator gallery, Silas rose. He lifted his hood. The fabric slid over his silver-gray hair and fell behind his shoulders, the motion heavy, like shoving open a stone gate sealed for three hundred years. Every strand of his hair was a frozen waterfall beneath that skylight.

I stood up. Walked to the iron cage door and pushed it wide. The hinges shrieked. Bare feet pressing into the cold basalt, I stepped out of the cage and walked into the dead center of the great white pillar of skylight. I raised my right hand, palm up, fingers spread wide. The golden mark seared into my palm by the Sacred Stone ignited within the light. It wasn't reflecting the sun. It was raw gold light surging from deep beneath my skin. The same as when the Sacred Stone had claimed me in the arena, but brighter now, steadier, heavier. Golden vines crawled up along my lifeline, over my wrist, up my forearm, past my elbow, across my shoulder. They burrowed into the gland at the nape of my neck. My post-neck gland detonated inside the pillar of light. Pure luminescence