Cain Yours To Claim Novels & Stories

“ Look what we have here, an Omega wanted to be a Luna. Unfortunately, you are destined to be just a servant forever. How sad to be in your shoes" A loud voice was heard. It was no other than Catherine the woman who claimed to be the next Luna of the pack. Wearing a glamorous outfit it is a white ball gown with a big ribbon at the front. Flaunting her front provocatively she swings it hard. “ Well, we will see that later once the next Luna is announced". I said to her thinking she would be the one who would be heartbroken later.

Alpha Ronan's Pov The elder continued, 'Your entitlements will be withheld pending the outcome of your case. You will be escorted away from here, and your belongings and those of your entourages are already gathered outside for you. Do not make your situation worse and remember, you are one misstep away from making your Beta the happiest wolf alive.'

"The metadata on the files you submitted matches the patented research exactly. As of thirty seconds ago, all Cain family assets—personal and pack-related—have been frozen pending a fraud investigation. You are also being fined ten million silver credits for the illegal use of proprietary intellectual property." "Ten million?" Victoria shrieked. "We don't have that in liquid! Dad!" Madison stepped out from the shadows of the velvet curtains, her mask still firmly in place. She watched from the edge of the room as the crowd turned on the Cains. The Alphas who had been bowing to Gregory moments ago were now whispering, their eyes cold and judgmental. Gregory looked like he was having a stroke.

A room meant for secrets. Cain was waiting, leaning against a desk, sleeves rolled to his forearms, muscles taut beneath inked skin. His jacket was gone. He looked less like a kingpin now—and more like a predator at rest. “You’re here,” he said, as if they’d shown up voluntarily. Ava straightened. “What do you want us to do?” Cain smiled, slow and sharp. “Earn. Trust. Obey.” He turned to a side table where three black velvet boxes sat waiting.

We faced each other, only a few steps apart. I took a breath, trying to stay calm. "Tell me something. Is this because of what Andrew said? About there being no claim mark?" Gabriel stiffened. His silence was my answer. "I know about that," I continued. "Lilith and Andrew saw it. They said I'm unclaimed. They said according to pack law, I'm nobody." Gabriel turned his face away. I moved closer, grabbing his hand. "Then claim me now." He looked at me, shocked.

The knock came again three quiet hits. “Come,” I said. The young guard from yesterday stepped in. “Luna,” he said, then glanced at Kael, “Alpha.” He held an envelope sealed with black wax. “It was on the gate,” he said. “No one saw who left it.” I took it. The seal was thick, pressed deep. Kael watched me break it open. The handwriting slid across the page like a blade: “You stole what should have been mine. You wear a crown that doesn’t fit and a wolf that doesn’t belong to you. I’m coming to claim what’s owed. Prepare your goodbyes.”

Scott chuckles "yes I do, I want to mark you, Colt is going nuts wanting to claim you and Jewel" "ok" "ok, what?" "ok mark me," I say leaning my head to the side to expose my neck, Scott's eyes go wide "you would let me mark you?" "I want this too" "you do?" "yes, so just mark me already" "Woah wait first I want to make something clear " confusion takes over my face "What?" "well first if I mark you then your marking me, this works both ways, I'm yours and your mine"

“What the hell did you do!?” Mina stepped closer to his side, her hand hovering near his arm like she was soothing a wounded animal. “Catherine didn’t know,” she said softly. “She wasn’t there. She didn’t see how hard today was.” Then she looked at me. “The council didn’t approve the proposal,” Mina said, voice gentle. “Stonehowl didn’t get the funding.” For a second, I forced my face into surprise. “That’s impossible,” I said, letting my brows lift slightly. “The proposal was strong. The numbers were solid.”

~Xyana~ Clifton's sardonic laughter catches me off guard. He's still staring at me when he says, "Amon will claim her, and when he does, he'll willingly share. She has no choice but to take the three of us. We are her Mates. At least she'll be really useful for once." He laughs again. "She has a choice." Declan insists. “Like I fucking care,” Clif snickers as he adds, finally looking away from me. "I will give her, and she will take it all in good faith.”

“Two years ago, I made a grave mistake. Pride clouded my judgment. I rejected my mate, forsook my bond, and turned my back on fate.” His gaze locked on me. “But fate doesn’t yield easily.” I swallowed back the emotions rising in my throat. He raised our hands, fingers intertwined. “This is my Luna. Sienna Hart of the Iron Grove line. She stands beside me now by choice, not obligation.” The wind howled. Then — something shattered. A stone pillar at the edge of the courtyard cracked with a thunderous snap. Gasps erupted. All eyes turned to Caleb, who had stepped forward, arms relaxed, eyes glowing with a fierce golden brilliance.