All Chapters of THE ALPHA OBSESSIVE CLAIM: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

Lily’s POVI squinted my eyes before fully opening them. The light hurt.I was on a cold dirt floor in a small tent that smelled like leather and old blood. Not a room. A prison tent. My hands were not bound, but my chest was on fire."I winced in pain and clutched at my injured chest. The bandage there was rough, hastily wrapped right over my tunic. Someone had just pressed cloth to stop the bleeding in the field, they hadn’t even cut the fabric. The smell of yarrow and cheap linen was strong, but underneath it I could still smell my own blood. Whoever did it hadn’t bothered to look, they thought I was a boy."I looked around. I was the only one here. A single oil lamp hung from the center pole. The walls were thick canvas, staked into the sand.Where the hell did they keep Mason and the rest of the caravan, I thought. My wolf paced anxiously inside me, whining for her packmates. I could not scent them anywhere.I forced myself to stand up, using the tent pole for support. My legs sh

Lily’s POVThe sun was a brutal hammer against my skull. I groaned, forcing my eyes open only to squeeze them shut again as blinding light seared through. Sand coated my tongue, my lashes, every inch of exposed skin. For several long moments I simply lay there, half-buried, letting the reality of survival settle over me. We had made it through the sandstorm. Barely.I pushed myself up on trembling arms, sand cascading off my shoulders like dry water. My body ached in places I didn’t know could hurt. When I turned my head, I saw him, Daron still unconscious a few feet away, half-covered by a fresh drift of sand.My heart slammed against my ribs.The small dagger I’d seen him use during the raid was still on him. I remembered how cleanly it had sliced through my packmate’s throat. The memory sent fresh rage surging through my veins, burning away the exhaustion.I crawled over to him, every movement sending sharp protests through my muscles. My fingers found the hidden sheath inside his

Daron’s POV“You bastard!” she snarled, her golden eyes blazing with fury. “How could you change my clothes?”Her body was pressed against mine, warm and alive, her damp hair sticking to my chest. Despite the anger radiating off her, my wolf purred in satisfaction at the contact. Mine. Alive. Breathing.I gripped her hips to steady her, my fingers digging in harder than I meant to. Fighting the urge to pull her closer, to bury my face in her neck and breathe her in.“Easy, little wolf,” I said, voice rough, scraping out of my throat. “Your clothes were dirty and torn. What’s wrong in offering a hand?”She glared down at me, breathing hard. The fire in her eyes only made the heat in my blood burn hotter. This woman, this fierce, impossible female, tested every ounce of my restraint. No one spoke to me like this. No one lived after trying.“How… how could you change my clothes?” she shot back angrily. “Don’t you understand the basic decency between men and women?”I let out a cold laug

Daron’s POV“Leo, watch out!” I roared.Leo spun just in time. The Silver Moon soldier’s sword was already coming down, aimed for his neck. Leo’s claws shot out and ripped the man’s throat open, but not before the blade sliced across Leo’s arm. Blood sprayed across the dirt.The man dropped, gurgling. Leo stumbled.“Are you okay?” I was at his side in two strides, my hand on his shoulder. The alley behind the inn was narrow, slick with rain and blood. Bodies were everywhere. My men. Theirs. The air stank of iron and wet steel.“Yes, my Lord,” Leo said through his teeth. He was pressing his other hand to the gash. “It’s my duty to protect you, not yours.”“Rubbish,” I shot back. “It’s our duty to protect each other as Wolf brothers. I will never let you all die like this.” I grabbed his uninjured arm and hauled him up with one hand. He was heavy, but he was mine.The night air reeked of blood and sweat. The soldiers in disguised armor swarmed the courtyard and surrounding streets. My m