Todos los capítulos de CLAIMED BY MY CRUEL ALPHA STEPBROTHER : Capítulo 71 - Capítulo 80

SERAPHINAThe sharp, metallic scent of sweat and aggressive Alpha heat hung heavy in the air over the morning pack training grounds...I stood near the edge of the dirt field holding Silas’s heavy leather gear bag, my knuckles turning bone-white as my hands clamped tightly against the cold, rough straps...Every muscle in my body was completely locked in place, my skin burning under the hot, clear morning sun beating down on the open courtyard...Silas didn't waste a single second reminding me who owned the dirt I walked on...He was playing dirty, pushing his heavy Alpha aura into the air like a suffocating blanket to make sure my inner wolf felt every single second of his cruel game...Instead of running combat drills in the center ring with the rest of the pack warriors, Silas was stripped down to his grey workout pants, his broad, scarred chest gleaming with sweat under the harsh light...He sat casually on the high wooden bench right near the main sidelines, surrounded by a group

SERAPHINA The solid, sharp edge of the wooden workbench bit viciously into the backs of my bare thighs as I sat completely trapped between Silas's broad, sweaty legs.The air inside the subterranean equipment room was thick, suffocating, and reeking of damp concrete, old leather, and his overwhelming Alpha heat. My chest was heaving, my heart hammering against my ribs like a desperate animal trying to break out of an iron cage. My tits were pressed flat against his chest through the thin fabric of my dress, my nipples hard peaks scraping against his skin with every ragged breath I took.I reared my right arm back with every ounce of strength my inner wolf possessed, throwing my entire weight into slamming my flat palm hard against his bare chest.The sharp, violent slap cracked through the silence, echoing loudly off the stone walls and leaving a bright red handprint across his sweat-slicked skin. The impact stung my palm, but the satisfaction of striking him was worth every bit of

SERAPHINAThe steady, aggressive buzz of my phone against the wooden nightstand made me flinch, my heart shooting straight up into my throat...I sat frozen on the edge of my mattress, my trembling fingers slowly pulling down the collar of my shirt to stare into the mirror at the hideous, purple bruise Silas had carved into my throat...The skin was raw, burning, and throbbing with his filthy Alpha scent—a constant, suffocating reminder that the bastard thought he owned every single breath I took...I wiped my sweaty palm against my denim jeans, reaching over to snatch the phone off the table while bracing myself for another sickening text or blackmail video from Silas...Instead, Alex’s name flashed brightly across the dark glass screen...My thumb hovered over the call icon for two long seconds while my inner wolf sat up behind my ribs, snarling in high-alert paranoia...I swiped the screen open and dragged the phone up to my ear, keeping my jaw locked tight..."Seraphina... Please

SERAPHINA The brutal, crushing weight of Silas’s hand digging high into my inner thigh beneath the Formica table was sending jagged shockwaves of pain and sickening, involuntary heat straight up my spine...His dark, suffocating scent... pine, copper, and aggressive Alpha dominance... flooded my throat, making my head spin in a haze of nauseating confusion while his hot, damp breath fanned over the bloody bite mark he had carved into my neck... He sat there smirking against my raw skin like a goddamn demon, holding that filthy blackmail file over my head, fully expecting me to sit in this vinyl booth, endure his sadistic abuse, and swallow my pride while Alex sat right across from us...My chest felt like it was trapped in a hydraulic press... My lungs pulled in thin, shallow gasps while my inner wolf thrashed wildly behind my ribs, screaming in total, desperate agony... Every nerve ending in my body was burning, caught between the terrifying, electric pull of the forced mate bond an

SERAPHINA I had spent hours tossing and turning on the mattress, unable to sleep as the nightmare from the diner replayed behind my eyelids on an endless, agonizing loop... I could still feel the cruel, crushing weight of Silas’s hand digging into my inner thigh beneath that table... I could still hear his filthy, venomous insults ringing in my ears, stripping away every single shred of my dignity while Alex stared at me with pure horror before running out into the dark...My inner wolf was pacing frantically behind my ribs, restless, battered, and trapped in a feverish frenzy that made my skin burn from the inside out...The forced mate bond between us was thrashing like a wild animal in my chest, pulling at my soul with a dark, electric thread that made me sick to my stomach... I hated him... I hated everything he stood for... but the bond didn't care about my hatred... It just wanted its Alpha...Unable to take the suffocating quiet of my room for another second, I threw the sheet