All Chapters of Omega's Claim, Alpha's Surrender 2: Chapter 81 - Chapter 88

"You think he knows you were at the sacred marker ground with the Ridge Beta, Mars?"Jessa Moore leaned against the doorframe of the VTN ROOM, her sharp hazel eyes cutting right through me. Her dark hair was pulled back, exposing the jagged claw marks etched into her neck—a brutal reminder of the last rogue attack on our borders.I pulled my boots off, my hands shaking so violently I could barely untie the laces. The silver-threaded leather was caked in the dark dirt of the Havencrest cemetery, high up on the crest of Silverwood where my mother’s cold stone sat under the ancient pines."Grant was in the office," I lied, my voice tight. "His assistant said he was in an emergency pack meeting.""Grant Walker drives a sleek black Maybach with tinted glass," Jessa retorted, crossing her arms over her chest. Her wolf stirred beneath her skin, projecting a low ripple of protective threat. "And I know for a fact that exact vehicle peeled out of the Silverwood gates three minutes before you c

"He is lying to you, Mars," Jessa says, her teeth bared just enough to flash white in the low light of the pack lodge. Her brown fur twitches along her arms, her inner wolf growling softly under her breath. "Before Grant met you, he was colder than a blizzard in the Silverwood mountains. He rejected every unmated male who walked into Westline Holdings. You think a guy like that suddenly forgets his phone during a full moon shift?""He saved my life during the boundary war," I state, staring down at my call log. The glowing digits show five missed calls. All to Grant Walker. All sent straight to voicemail. "He took an silver-tipped blade through his shoulder for me. There is a mountain of pack business backed up at the Walker Enterprise Tower. He is the Alpha. He has duties.""Yeah, and you gave up your rogue status for him," Jessa snaps back, pacing the slate floor of the courtyard. "Your mother spent your entire childhood warning you that Alphas only take, that bond-promises are trap

I push myself up against the headboard, my hands trembling as the cold air hits my bare chest, bracing for the agonizing sting of his rejection.The harsh blow never lands.Grant pushes himself off me, his wide, sweat-glistening shoulders lifting as he pulls completely out of my body."I won't let you use sex to buy my silence, Mars," he says, his voice flat, dropping the words like lead weights onto the mattress. He turns his back on me and walks straight toward the master bathroom.I lie paralyzed in the dark, my breath coming in ragged, shallow gasps while my hair sticks to my damp forehead in tangled locks.With his heavy Alpha weight lifted, the room feels freezing. A bitter, hollow ache spreads deep in my chest.Did he think I was trying to bribe him?No. I just needed to feel my mate. I needed to feel him real and hard inside me, to prove that his bond hadn't severed completely.Even if it meant taking his anger, it was something I could hold onto.The shower turns on inside th

"I knew I wasn't losing my mind.""You weren't." GrantWalker pulls me tighter against his broad, bare chest, his rough, warm palm resting flat over the jagged scar running along my ribcage. His deep voice vibrates straight through my skin, shaking my wolf awake in the dark. "Not even close, Mars."I let out a ragged breath, staring up at the shadow of his jawline against the moonlight filtering through the high glass windows of the master suite at The Walker Ridge Estate. My whole body aches from the sheer brutal intensity of how he took me hours ago, but the cold fear from earlier today still clings to the back of my throat like ash."What if I had known back when we were trainees in the Silverwood perimeter?" I whisper, my fingers digging into his hard hip. "What if I knew you were the one leaving those wild mint leaves and pack runes on my desk at the training grounds? Would I have accepted the mate bond sooner?"Grant lets out a low, gravelly chuckle above my hair, his thumb traci