Novel & Cerita Savage Claimed Me

“I was talking to a friend of mine in the Wild Claw pack about you. Saying how I am in love with you, and you were different from everyone else.” “WHAT!” Savage cries out in devastation. “But why would that cause them to attack our pack? How could you cause them to attack and kill everyone?” “I didn’t know until after the attack that you were part of the prophecy and my friend made assumptions that led to our family, friends, and pack to being killed. I am so sorry.” I cry out, dropping to my knees on the floor. Savage's eyes were wide with shock and disbelief as she processed the weight of the revelation. She reached out a trembling hand to touch my shoulder, her expression a mix of anguish

I love loyalty, something I wished I had in my pack, but they all fear me and just avoid me. “My mate,” I said, and everyone gasped. I looked away from Eve. I know she is shocked because this is the first time I am claiming her as mine. Well, she is mine. Damn that psycho moon goddess, she probably did this, so I won’t be able to mark Eve. I felt something for her the first day I saw her, but I was just proving stubborn. Now, I want her in my arms all day long and night. She is the best thing that has ever happened to me.

That was a kind of violence all on its own. I toyed with the edge of my necklace, fingers brushing the bone strung across it, just to keep my hands busy while I drank in his unraveling. My pulse was steady. My breathing calm. The predator in me purred. He looked like he was trying to piece it together, trying to force his mind to make sense of something it didn’t want to believe. I almost—almost—felt merciful. But then I remembered the way he’d spat the word savage at me. The way he’d dismissed me. The way he thought he could just pluck Camila out of my life like she was a flower from a field.

"Once you're gone, they'll come back to me!" "Are you insane? If you kill me on human territory, the hunters will never spare you!" My voice trembled as I backed away. "You think I care?" Claire sneered, getting even closer. "Claire!" Suddenly, a furious howl echoed in the air. Julian and Lucian burst into the scene. They had followed me, after all! "You two?" Claire was stunned, then her face twisted with reckless fury as she ordered two Rogues to block them. "Lucian! You threw Violet into the Death Forest just to please me! Aren't you happy that I'd kidnap her for you now?"

From the entrance, shadows spilled inward. Three figures emerged—drenched in ash, eyes glowing blood-red. Rogues. But not ordinary ones. These were Banished Alphas. Wolves stripped of their packs, their honor, their sanity. The crowd screamed. Steel scraped stone as warriors unsheathed blades, surrounding the throne. But the lead rogue didn’t flinch. His eyes locked on Elara. “I smelled the mate bond ignite,” he growled. “And I’ve come for her.” Elara’s breath caught.

he said, giving her a gentle peck before striding in the direction his father had left in. Placing the used dishes on the large marble kitchen counter, Isobel glanced at Annie, who was busy scraping the scraps of food at the garbage disposal. “Annie, can I ask a question?” “Of course, dear.” “What’s a claiming mark?” Annie glanced at her, her eyes wide with shock. “Didn’t my son explain?” “No. I guess we didn’t get that far in the explanation. We kinda got stuck in the whole, he’s a wolf shifter revelation.”

I opened my mouth and did what I was sure I won't do if this chance passes. “I, Killain Black, former Alpha of Blood Rose Pack, reject you Samantha Forbes, as my mate,” I announced in a firm voice, ignoring the way her face became blurry. She must have winced from the pain of severing the bond but I'm not sure. I'm not sure of anything right now. “Thank you!” She jumped into my arms and squeezed me. “Thank you, thank you!!” I patted her back gently, taking a deep breath of her scent.

"And we have the truth. That's more dangerous than an army." We dragged the bikes to the edge of the hangar’s loading ramp. Below us, the Arctic sea was a graveyard of broken ice and dark water. The mainland was a purple smudge on the horizon, miles away. I climbed onto the back of the largest bike, a massive beast of a machine that smelled of Lucian’s pine-scented oil. He climbed on in front of me, his back a solid wall of protection. "Hold on, little bird," he whispered. I wrapped my arms around his waist, pressing my face into his shoulder. As the engines roared to life, I felt the Blood Vow hum. We weren't just a bride and a rogue anymore. We were the storm that was coming for the man wh

Suddenly, Cillian grabbed my cheek and stared at me intently. "Ci-Cillian..." "You are mine, Savannah. No one can touch you but me. Not Rowan, not anyone. I've been waiting for you all this time. So, I won't let anyone take you away from me.”

I thought I could survive him. But no one survives Zane Wilde. Not untouched. Not unchanged. I was supposed to guard my heart. But love doesn’t follow rules. Now I’m left piecing together what’s left of me while he walks away untouched—like he never bled me dry. He left a ruin where my heart used to be. A story where silence should have been. And still… I’d choose him all over again. Because that’s the thing about savage love— It doesn’t ask for permission.