Todos los capítulos de Claimed By The Cursed Alpha: Capítulo 31 - Capítulo 40

~ RONAN ~It's hard to ignore the kiss Roselle gave me in the early hours of the morning. I can't stop thinking about it. It was the most intoxicating thing I've ever experienced, her soft mouth against mine, fuck she tastes so fucking divine.It was brief, yet a poignant moment. But it's been replaying in my head on loop for the past six hours, disrupting my focus on every piece of pack business that crosses my desk.The taste of her is still on my tongue.I left her in Dr. Elias's care while I attended to the administrative work that accumulates when an Alpha takes time away from their duties. Celeste has been instructed to bring her meals, comfortable clothes, and anything she needs. I'm giving her time to recover, not just physically, but emotionally. The trauma of what happened in those woods needs space to process.When she's ready, I'll get her to tell me who helped her escape. Whoever managed to conceal their scent well enough to get past my guards is connected to those rogue

~ RONAN ~I can't shut down Kael's annoying voice screaming "I told you so" in my head for the past few minutes. I hate to admit it, but he's right. He's fucking right."I don't need you to restrain me," I growl under my breath. "I'm going to rip her apart piece by jagged piece…"I agree. I fucking agree.I gave Mara a warning to stay the fuck away. Twice. Once should've been enough — twice is just suicidal.I march straight to her room, fury boiling in my veins. Without thinking twice, I kick the door open with a loud bang, the bolt snapping under the force.Two pairs of eyes snap toward me. Mara shoots to her feet. My mother stands up as well, her expression changing from surprise to deep concern the second she sees my face. Mara's goes deathly pale."Ronan," my mother says carefully, stepping forward. "What's happened? You look—"I don't answer her. Instead, I cross the room in three long strides and grab Mara by the throat."How fucking dare you."Her eyes go wide with terror, her

~ ROSELLE ~We arrive at the pack grounds where the event is being hosted, and I can't help but take in the scenery around me.It's beautiful. Magnificent. The entire area has been transformed for the Blood Moon Ceremony. Thousands of golden fairy lights are strung between towering trees. Crimson banners embroidered with pack crests sway gently in the evening breeze, while elegant lanterns line the stone pathways leading toward the grand ceremonial hall.The hall itself is breathtaking. Bright chandeliers hang from the ceiling, making everything sparkle. Long tables are covered with flowers, candles, and fancy decorations. Soft music fills the air, and people chat and laugh all around us.The place is crowded.Alphas, Lunas, Betas, and important pack members from different packs are everywhere. Women wear beautiful gowns in different colors, while the men are dressed in elegant formal outfits.Servants move through the crowd carrying trays of food and drinks. The delicious smell of r

~ ROSELLE ~I'm being tied to a chair inside an old, abandoned shed.The rough ropes bite into my wrists as they're pulled tighter, securing me firmly against the wooden frame with a finality that makes my stomach drop. My ankles are tied tightly to the chair legs too, leaving me unable to move and completely at their mercy. I test the restraints once, then twice, feeling them dig into my skin. It only takes a moment to realize there's no way I'm getting out of this.At this point, I can confidently say that getting kidnapped and nearly dying has become an unfortunate part of my life.The thought would almost be funny if it weren't so pathetic, most people spend their days worrying about work, relationships, or what they're going to eat for dinner, but me? I somehow keep ending up at the mercy of people who either want me dead or want me to suffer first. It's like I have a target painted on my back, a glowing neon sign that says "abuse me" in letters that only certain people can read.

~ RONAN ~The number of times I've paced outside the medical wing has to be unhealthy.Dr. Elias practically ordered me to stay put and wait until she wakes up, his voice carrying the exasperation of someone who's watched me wear a groove into the floor for the past four hours. The wolfsbane smoke only affected her lungs, he's assured me of this multiple times — it could have been exponentially worse. Her body just needs time.It's been hours already. The Blood Moon Ceremony has long since ended, the grand hall emptied of guests, the decorations left to be cleaned up by servants, and yet I'm still here, pacing like a caged animal, my mind replaying every moment from the time I noticed her missing until the moment I found her gasping for air in that shed.I've already ordered Nikolai to track down and capture the second guard, the one who managed to escape. He's out there somewhere, running, probably hoping to make it far enough away that I'll decide he's not worth the effort to hunt.