The One He Reclaimed Novels & Stories

As a trained warrior, Lucien quickly recovered from the shock and pounced on the enemies, snapping the neck of one. His warriors fought fiercely and it didn’t take long for them to conquer all the wolves that had attacked them. Lucien shifted back to his human form, his body dripping with the enemies’ blood, as Aiden gave him a new set of armor to wear. He put on the armour and mounted his horse, advancing forward towards the Rogue city. Few minutes later, they reached the city and completely raided it. Going from house to house, they captured new slaves and killed anyone who defied them.

"Take me away from this betrayal." Her voice hits like arctic wind: "Child, you've used your last blessing. Leaving means surrendering everything - your pack status, your Luna position, all of it." I laugh bitterly, collapsing onto my royal sofa. Luna position? What's the point when your mate drugs you to f**k an omega in your own bed? "Three days." The Goddess's voice fades. "That's how long the reclamation takes." Hours pass. The vision burns behind my eyes like acid.

he said with a frightened voice. One of them emerged. It remodeled itself, modified its faceplate until it was the perfect copy of my own, blank, empty, as if looking at a broken mirror. He was the voice that spoke my voice. "Subject Seven. Threat of evolution found. Go back to Lock for stability." I became ill to the core. “I am going nowhere with you.” "Error. Self-command exceeds the limits. Overriding." His fellow Reclaimer raised his hand. A star of purple light flashed toward me. It didn't burn or cut me.

He was still marked by Rebecca, and the marking was only lost if she died not by David’s own hand. His solution was worse than I could have imagined. “Colt!” he commanded. “Mark her.” I gasped, catching Colt’s widened eyes. “No!” shouted Gavin.

It was so prominent that I felt like turning around and showing him my belly. Omega instincts to submission. "I may have tampered with your channels but you cannot take my wife." "If the moon goddess paired her to me today then it means that you are no longer seen fit to be her husband. She is mine now." The words rang in the air like a thunderclap. ‘She is mine now’. Kael’s voice hadn’t been loud, but it carried a weight of mountains, resolute, and final. My knees trembled, not from fear, but from the turmoil raging inside me.

Luke’s hands shook slightly, and Eveline’s composure crumbled completely. I watched it all quietly, letting Kastiel take the stage, letting him strip away every illusion they had built around their supposed power. I had returned for fire and blood, yes—but Kastiel’s presence was the executioner’s blade. Kastiel continued, voice low and deliberate. “From this moment forward, everything stolen, everything misappropriated, everything that was never yours to claim… will be returned. Not through negotiation. Not through compromise. But through rightful reclamation. And any who oppose me… will feel the full measure of what it means to betray me.”

It was also because what she stole had always been my destiny to begin with. I looked up at him and smiled lightly. "Then how do you plan to make it up to me?" Jonah curved his lips and pulled me into his arms. "With a lifetime. Is that enough?" Jonah gave me a grand wedding. The moment he held my hand was the first time since my rebirth that I truly felt alive. On the wedding day, I saw my parents. Their eyes were red as they reached out with trembling hands, trying to grab mine. My gaze, however, was cold.

I deserve something at least, I deserve everything as compensation for his abuse but I will take enough that can get me out of this country, out of this life permanently. To my dismay, it was my father. A wave of fear covered me. "Papa?" I picked up with shaky hands. "You have two weeks, prepare for The Reclaiming" He ordered cryptically as usual. "I don't understand, is this another burial rite?" I asked confused. "Don't be a dumb bitch like your mother, Nica, The Reclaiming has nothing to do with Richard, he's dead. It's for your new husband, the one willing to take the burden of marrying a widow"

“And now she carries what is mine.” His voice shook the world, cracked the mountains in the vision. “Power… stolen.” “Fate defied.” “Light and darkness in one vessel… an insult to creation.” “She was supposed to be dead by this time. She wasn't supposed to be alive!" He stepped closer, and the ground beneath him rotted into ash. “You took what belonged to the Void… to me.” A mirthless smile curled his mouth. “I will take it back.” I tore free of the vision with a scream.

"You're starting a war tonight. With the Syndicate, with the Kings, with every organization that values the illusion of neutrality in spaces like this." Hale shrugged slightly, the gesture dismissive. "Wars require two sides with comparable resources and will to fight." His eyes returned to me, holding my gaze with unsettling intensity. "This is a retrieval. Of property that was always mine." The word hung in the air between us, retrieval, like I was a lost piece of equipment rather than a person. I stepped slightly around Rowan, moving into his line of sight. He tried to stop me with a hand on my arm, his grip gentle but insistent.