Savage Claimed Me Novels & Stories

“You’ve got that look, like you just buried your past and you aren’t sure what to do with the shovel.” A laugh escaped me, small but real. “You’re not wrong.” “Name’s Vivia Solenne,” she said, offering her hand. “Rogue-born, survived three Alpha tax calls and a toxic ex. You?” “I’m Zorya.” Her expression softened. “Pretty name. You got somewhere to be, Zorya?” I hesitated. “Not yet. I just… needed to start over.” “Then you picked the right city. Lunaris eats people alive, but if you’ve got a reason to fight, it’ll give you a crown.” She sipped her latte, then leaned in with a conspiratorial grin. “So, what’s your reason?”

I turned and saw a sedan speeding straight toward me. A second later, I was knocked down, my shoulder hitting the pavement, and then everything went black. When I opened my eyes, I found myself in a hospital bed. Piper clutched my hand, her voice trembling. "Thank God! The doctor said you were lucky. You've got just a few scrapes. You'll be out soon. But please, be more careful. You scared me half to death!" She pulled me into a tight hug. I wrapped my arms around her, but something felt off. It seemed too quiet somehow.

Practically howling in my ears. The crowd parted around me as a very naked man–The Savage himself–got up from the street and stalked straight toward me. My body immediately heated up, and my heart went haywire. As he paused inches from me with a deep scowl set on his bloody face, it was then that I understood what my wolf was trying to tell me. The Savage was my chosen mate. Oh. My… A wild excitement pulsed through me, and I managed a slight, shaky smile. I had dreamed about what my mate would look like. Never in my wildest dreams had I—

What was he about to say? Kade fights two more, blood already darkening the snow beneath his boots, and I'm nearly grabbed a second time before a sound tears through the clearing that stops every single attacker cold. A roar, deep and furious, shaking the very air around us. Osborne arrives like something unleashed rather than summoned, and I understand instantly, watching him move, that whatever control he's clung to since the night he claimed me has completely, utterly broken. Varg has taken him fully.

The untouchable, ruthless Sovereign was bleeding, broken, and entirely at my mercy beneath me in the dark. "If I give it to you," I leaned down until my lips were an inch from his sharp jawline, "you take us back up there. You tear Marcus apart, and you get Lily out alive." "I'll tear the whole Council apart for you," he growled, his deep voice vibrating straight into my bones. I didn't hesitate. I dragged my torn collar down with one sharp pull, exposing my bare throat and the glowing mark on my skin. I pressed my chest tightly against his, feeling the ragged beat of his heart against my own ribs.

Sweating now, the warrior paused. "Alpha Damian." The clearing's temperature felt like it dropped twenty degrees. The golden eyes of the stranger froze solid. "And if she refuses?" None of them replied. That oppressive silence told me all I had to know. The command was a forced extraction, not a request. Though Damian had publicly rejected me, he still believed he owned me. The stranger turned over his shoulder toward me. "Do you want to go back?" "No," the response was immediate. It was first time all night that I felt absolutely confident. I was done asking for scraps of love from a pack hated me. I was done letting others set my value.

I couldn't agree more with my wolf because Maria had been all over the place lately and I really don't have to put up with her crap anymore. I had gone no contact with my family and anyone from my past, blocked every news about them even as Daniel had countless bounties on me and Claire wanted me dead. I didn't care about any of them and Diamond had reminded me that I was Zen Core. I couldn't control my love life but I could definitely control codes so I got to work. Diamond and his family were my first ever investors, they believed in me and supported me until everything worked out but I'd had enough of David's mate at this point.

"And eleven traditional packs are actively implementing Spectrum reforms. That's twenty-nine packs total aligned with our principles." "Savage's defeat proved reform works practically, not just ideologically," Catherine added. "Hard to argue that Coalition techniques are weak when they defeated eighty-four fanatics." "What about Savage himself?" Vincent asked. "Any word on him?" "Dead," Elena said bluntly. "One of his own wolves killed him during the retreat. Apparently, he blamed him for the catastrophic losses. The wolf who killed him is requesting Coalition asylum." "Another defector wanting to join the side that beat him?" Marcus's voice was skeptical.

Then slowly looking at Roy, I said, “He's my... savage beast.” My uncle and cousins both stared at me in bewilderment, but I didn't give a damn. No one was going to hurt my buddy. The huge man replied with a nod then turned to my uncle, saying, “Twenty box for savage beasts, pay up.” Uncle Ramsey turned around and asked me, “How did you get a savage beast?” I began, “I...” The huge man was running out of patience and shouted that my uncle should pay up or prepare to get it slaughtered.

I died three years into the apocalypse. Betrayed by my fiancé and my own half-sister, I was thrown to the feral hounds as bait while they escaped with everything I had spent three years gathering. Then I opened my eyes… 30 days before the world ended. This time, I have a Spatial Storage Space with unlimited capacity. This time, I will drain my scumbag ex’s bank accounts, stockpile everything that matters, and build a fortress no one can breach. This time, everyone who betrayed me will pay. But when temperatures plummet and civilization collapses, the most dangerous man in the wasteland appears at my gates. Wesley Pierce. The ruthless Sovereign who rules the survivors wit