Todos los capítulos de Claimed By The Cursed Alpha: Capítulo 41 - Capítulo 50

~ MARA ~Fury doesn't even begin to cover the anger flooding through my veins. I'm fucking pissed. Mad isn't nearly descriptive enough for what I'm feeling right now.Fuck that dumb mute for ruining my plans over and over again.It's all lies. I refuse to believe the sob story about Ronan falling for someone like that. It's all too fake.You can tell me anything—that the moon is green, that mermaids exist, or any other fucking mythical story—but the idea that Ronan is in love with that dumbass girl? That's a fucking lie.I want to know what spell she's using. She has to be using some kind of magic to trap him.Ronan didn't think twice before running into the forest to rescue her. He fucking changed from the day he walked to get her. I mean, the night before he left, I can still recall him fucking my pussy and adoring how wet it feels and how perfectly I take him.Fuck, I can still feel it. Him slamming into me raw, no mercy, his thick cock stretching my dripping pussy wide open while

~ RONAN ~When I pull back, we're both gasping for air, our foreheads touching as we breathe each other in."We need to talk," I say quietly, my voice rough with emotion.She nods, and I scoop her off the floor and into my arms, cradling her against my chest as I carry her to the bed. She weighs almost nothing, and the need to protect her burns through me like wildfire.I place her gently on the bed and settle beside her, my hand never leaving her waist."Come here," I murmur, and she shifts closer, her body fitting perfectly against mine like she was always meant to be here.I can't help but laugh softly when I see her cheeks redden at the intimacy of the moment. I kiss her forehead again, unable to help myself."I can't just have enough of you," I say, the words tumbling out before I can stop them.She signs something that looks like a question, her eyes searching mine."We need to talk," I repeat, my voice taking on a more serious tone. "And you need to trust me enough to tell me t

~ ROSELLE ~Something is going to go wrong; I can feel it in my skin, in the way it prickles and the hairs rise along my arms. I've learned not to ignore this feeling. Every time it comes, it usually ends with me being beaten for something. So I can only hope this time is different.The ride to Westbrook isn't quite what I expected.I'd envisioned staring out the window, keeping my eyes closed whenever I could, trying to bury every memory that threatens to surface.But that's not what happens.The moment I try to look out the window, Ronan tilts my head toward him and kisses my nose, then my chin, and finally my lips in a fiery warning kiss that says, even without words, If you stare out that window again, I'm going to kiss you until your lips are red and sore.Afterward, he rests my head against his shoulder, his arm wrapped around me comfortingly.Nikolai and other warriors accompany us. Our car sits in the middle of the convoy, with two vehicles leading the way and another followin

~ ROSELLE ~Ronan releases my hand and takes a step forward."Fuck you, Warren. The only reason I'm not smashing your face in right now is because Roselle wouldn't want that."His jaw tightens as he glares at Warren. "We both know you don't give a damn about how she'd feel. No, you don't. You wanted to have your cake and eat it too."He takes another threatening step forward, his presence alone enough to make the air feel heavier."And you know the consequences of handing someone's mate over to me as part of an alliance. Not to mention your own mate, Warren."Warren's face pales slightly despite the anger burning in his eyes."I could withdraw the alliance. Report you to the council. Sue you for deliberately trying to incur the Moon Goddess's wrath upon me."A cold laugh leaves Ronan's lips as he folds his arms across his chest."But all of that is a long process, so I'm going to give you an option."His gray eyes lock onto Warren's, leaving no room for negotiation."The fifty percent

~ RONAN ~I would have noticed that she had just shrieked out loud if I hadn't been so fucking occupied staring at her drop-dead gorgeous body.Creamy, smooth skin flushed from the shock of the cold. Fading bruises and thin silvery marks mar her thighs and ribs, reminders of what that fucking monster did to her. The sight makes Kael snarl inside me, a deadly promise that those marks will disappear under my tongue if I have anything to say about it. My eyes drag lower: the gentle curve of her waist that flares into lush, wider hips, the soft swell of her ass, and the dark triangle between her thighs that makes my mouth water.Fuck. Me.My cock hardens instantly, thick and aching, straining painfully against my pants. Heat floods my veins. All I can think about is dropping to my knees right here on the wet tile, spreading those thighs, and burying my face between them until she's shaking and signing my name in broken strokes. I want to taste her, mark her, claim every inch until the onl