All Chapters of My Fiance Cheated So I Claimed His Lycan Bosses : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

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LONG STRETCH

CLAIRE~I dropped my shoulder and lunged.My knees hit the floor hard as my torn dress dragged under me. I didn’t care. All I could see was the Taser lying against the far wall like it was the only honest thing left in the room.Tyler’s hand closed around my ankle.I kicked backward without looking. My heel connected with something solid on his body and a swear left his lips. I kept crawling.Morana’s voice cut across the room, sharp and furious.“Stop her.”Too late. My fingers closed around the Taser. The casing was cracked, but the weight of it still felt real in my hand. I rolled onto my side, pointed it at the first body that came into range, and squeezed.Nothing happened.Dead. Of course it was dead. He’d smashed it on purpose. Motherfucker.Tyler was already on me. He grabbed my wrist, twisted, and the useless piece of plastic went flying again to the floor. I used the momentum anyway. I slammed my other elbow up into his ribs and heard the air leave him.“Jesus, Claire—”“Do

TEST THE THREAT

CLAIRE~The voice over the speaker repeated again, rougher this time around, like whoever was talking had been running or fighting or both.“Stay where you are. The next person who touches that door gets dropped.”I froze with my hand still near the handle. My heart was hammering so hard I could feel it in my teeth. Then the lock clicked the other way and opened.Anastasia stood in the doorway.She looked wrecked. Her blazer was torn at the shoulder. There was a thin cut along her cheekbone and a darker bruise already forming near her temple. Her breathing was uneven, like she had just fought her way through more than one person to get here. But her eyes were steady when they found me. And honestly, to say I was relieved would be an understatement, I was happy, extremely happy to see her.“Claire,” she said. Just my name. No extra words.Morana didn’t even move. She looked Anastasia up and down the way someone looks at a mildly interesting inconvenience, then let out a soft, almost i

THIS SLIME BALL

CLAIRE~It happened so fast I almost didn’t believe it was real.One second Morana was standing there with that cold little smile, still holding the threat of the video over all of us. The next second something in her face changed. She dropped whatever she’d been holding and It hit the floor with a dull sound. Then she was smoothing her dress, fixing the neckline, running a hand over her hair like she could erase the last ten minutes if she just looked put together enough.Anastasia watched her do it and smiled. It wasn’t a nice smile.“Pretending won’t help you,” Anastasia said. Her voice was still rough from whatever fight she’d already been through. “They’re going to find out everything the second this door opens. You can fix your dress all you want.”Morana turned to her. For the first time since I’d met her, she looked like someone calculating exit routes instead of having the upper hand.“How?” she asked. “How did they get here? And when?”Anastasia didn’t rush the answer. She l

EVER HEARD OF PACK LESS ALPHA?

CLAIRE~ Tyler’s face sank.The color left it so fast it was almost impressive. One second he was still mid-speech about dignity and going home. The next second the phone call landed, and whatever he’d been trying to hold together cracked clean open.He rushed me at once, I wasn't expecting it. But Anastasia moved faster.She stepped directly into his path, pulled a gun from under her jacket in one clean motion, and pointed it at the center of his chest.“One more step,” she said, voice flat, “and I’ll fucking pull the trigger, you idiot.”Tyler halted so hard his shoes scraped the floor. His chest was heaving. His eyes were wide and wild and fixed on me like I was the one who’d personally set his house on fire.“What did you fucking do?” he snarled. “What did you do? My pack house being fucking demolished? It's that slimeball boyfriend of yours right, Claire? Call him. Right now.”I blinked once. Confusion flickered through me—Woodhills pack house was being demolished? The realizatio

ANNOYING NOTHING

CLAIRE~Before I could blink, Anastasia was already pulling me out of the room.Her hand closed around my upper arm—not hard enough to bruise, but firm enough that I didn’t get a vote. I stumbled once in the torn dress, caught myself, and tried to look back over my shoulder. The door was already swinging shut behind us.“Waiy, why—” I started.“You don’t want to see what happens in there,” Anastasia said without looking at me. Her voice was still rough, still carrying whatever fight she’d been through to reach me. “It’s better that way.”“And who says I don’t want to see it?” I shot back.She didn’t answer. She just kept walking, half-guiding, half-towing me down the corridor like the decision was already decided. My bare feet made soft sounds against the polished floor. The air outside the room felt colder. Like the building itself was trying to pretend the last hour hadn’t happened.We turned a corner and the main entrance hall opened up in front of us.I stopped walking so hard An

SHE DOESN'T LIKE 'TOUCH'

Claire~Anastasia pulled up in front of a modern high-rise that looked more like a quiet statement than a home. Glass, clean lines, warm lobby light leaking out onto the sidewalk. She parked, got out, and waited like she already knew I was going to have opinions.I climbed out after her and looked around. The street was too calm. No compound walls. No frozen guards. Just a regular expensive building.“Where is this?” I asked.“My place,” Anastasia said.I blinked. “Wait. What? Why would you bring me to your place?”She rolled her eyes and started walking toward the entrance. “Because it is the least obvious location anyone would check. I do not like sharing my apartment with people, Claire. I really do not. But I also do not have a choice, since this is Connor’s order.”“That is a terrible sales pitch,” I said, following her. “You just told me you don’t want me here and that I’m only here because your boss texted you through his brain. Super comforting.”“It is not supposed to be comf

CIRCLING PIECES OF CONFESSIONS

Claire~The words dropped heavily between us and I gulped hard. My hand was still against the side of her neck, gauze half-taped, and for a second I just stayed there like an idiot. First person after Connor. That was a heavy thing to drop on someone standing in a stranger’s kitchen in a ruined dress.But I have never been good at leaving a door closed once it opens.“What about your mom?” I asked. “You said she was Connor’s dad’s mistress. That make you his stepsister, or is that one of those messy pack technicalities nobody wants to explain out loud?”Anastasia actually laughed. She rolled her eyes like I had just told the worst joke in the building.“Mom?” she said. “She’s there, anyway. That is the nicest version I can give you without lying.”I swallowed. Something in the way she said it made my stomach tighten.“How do you mean?”“She does not deserve to be called a Mom, that is what I mean,” Anastasia said, there was no heat in it, which somehow made it worse. “She is just som

DID HE JUST APOLOGIZE?

CLAIRE~Gus hit me like a golden wrecking ball.I went down on my knees just to keep myself from getting flattened and wrapped both arms around him as hard as I could. He shoved his big head into my shoulder and made that low, happy sound that felt more honest than half the conversations I had survived tonight.“Yes,” I muttered into his fur. “I missed you too. Don’t tell anyone. I have a reputation to protect.”Anastasia cleared her throat behind me.“Well,” she said, already turning toward the hallway. “I told Connor Gus liked you at first sight. I did not think he would actually bring him here. I will be in my room. If you need anything, let me know.”I looked up, ready to ask why she was suddenly fleeing her own apartment, but she was already gone. The bedroom door shut with the kind of speed that said she had decided this was no longer her problem.The silence she left behind was immediately worse.Connor was standing just inside the doorway. I could feel him there without lookin

REPEAT IT

CLAIRE~I almost asked him to repeat it.Golden-surgeon Connor. Lycan King of the Midwest. The man who could shut down a room with one look. And he had just apologized like it was a normal sentence and not a minor miracle. Pride flickered through me before I could stop it. I kept my face straight anyway. He would not get to see me go soft that easily.He ran a hand through his hair and kept going.“I want you to live a normal life. That is why I asked Anastasia to bring you here. You can go to work. You can be comfortable. I will rarely see you, so it keeps eyes off this place. If you need anything, you ask Anastasia to tell me. And I am leaving Gus with you.”I looked down at the dog.Gus was the only part of that speech I liked.The rest of it landed wrong. Rarely see him? Distance on purpose. A whole plan built around me existing in the background of his life like a problem that had been successfully relocated. I did not like that development. Not even a little.“So let me get this

GETTING UNDER HIS SKIN

Connor was still looking at me like I had just handed him something he did not know how to hold.I used the silence before he could dig deeper into what I had accidentally said. My mouth had already gotten me in enough trouble for one night.“What are your brothers going to do to Tyler?” I aske, changing the topic at once.His expression shifted. The softness from a second ago cooled into something sharper.“Why are you asking me that?”“Because I want to know.” I kept my hands in Gus’s fur so I had somewhere to put them. “You sent them in there. Hudson walked in talking about packless Alpha and death. So what happens to him?”Connor studied my face for a long moment.“Why does it matter to you what happens to him?”“I do not want him dead.”The words came out plain. No decoration. No careful soft version.Connor’s brows pulled together. “Why.”“Because just because you are in a position where you can kill someone and walk away without consequences does not make murder okay,” I said.

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