The Savage Claimed Me 소설 & 이야기

Savage is a tough pack to beat because they train for everything. "She is under contract, Alpha, and I'm here to return her to the masters that paid millions for her," Tyler gags. "Your masters are going to die, Jan, and it looks like you will join them. Lena is with her mates, and both will never hand her over. I'm giving you fuckers a head start to run because when Savage catches you..you all will die",I scoff but fear fills me. "I Allen Matthew reject you Jan Matthew as my mate and wife. Reject me back you nasty bitch I'm done with you",pain fills my gut as I cry out and sink to my knees. Megan looks at her dad, horrified.

“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

That is where he would roast me. If I run away from him, I do not know if there are more of them outside, and I do not know how far I could go before he caught up with me. I must give him at least a brutal wound before I run away. I grabbed the biggest stone in the cave and sneaked towards him. I was surprised to find out he was a man but must be a savage. He has scars all over his body and some tattoos that only savages or pirates can have. He might have kidnapped me. I have read enough books about savages and pirates to know their capabilities.

Raven Steele was her masterpiece—clean background, tragic story, exactly the kind of person who could infiltrate a motorcycle club seeking revenge. The bar's door swung open, spilling amber light and the stench of whiskey and cigarettes onto the wet pavement. A man filled the doorway, his massive frame blocking most of the light. Even in shadow, there was no mistaking who he was: Jax Savage, president of the Savage Saints MC, the most feared motorcycle club in three states. Six-foot-four of muscle and menace, with hazel eyes that missed nothing and hands that had spilled more blood than most soldiers. "You lost, princess?" His voice rumbled like distant thunder, each syllable carrying the we

I laugh as he punches me in the gut and I bend, gasping for breath, when he grabs me by my hair and forces my head back. “You bitch! You will pay for that. I wonder if Savage will want you after I take you. But then again, it wouldn’t matter. You are …” “Damaged goods, yeah, yeah. We know. Besides, I wouldn’t want your disease riddled little dick near me. You see, Savage is a real man, baby. You know what happened to the men who raped me? Imagine what will happen to you.” I cackle like I’m crazy. He looks at me, unsure. Oh, doubt. How I love seeing that look.

I paused for a minute, pretending to wipe tears away before continuing. "Before I could even get too far, I was kidnapped. I didn't know who or for what reason. I was taken and chained down. I had just managed to escape while they were trying to transport the wolves that were captured to another town." "I jumped into the water and that was how I got back to the river bank . The Blackwood triplets had found me and taken pity upon my poor soul." "That is my story, Alpha, Mom and dad." The word dad almost made me gag.

“Please talk to me. They’re saying awful things. The pictures—” Cass’s face hardened. He grabbed my wrist, not gently. “You really thought last night meant something? I was caught up in the heat, Sage. All three of us were. But look at you now. Pictures of you naked everywhere. Three marks like some pack whore. I can’t be seen with that. None of us can.” “But you said you loved me,” I sobbed, my voice small and gullible even now. “You promised forever. You held me after—”

It was just as Aunt Rosa had predicted. "It's a trap! Fall back, all of you!” It was too late. Bullets flew, and my men fell. We took cover, firing back at people we couldn't really see. The fog thickened; they had started a fire. Everything was exactly as Aunt Rosa had predicted. They had led us right into a trap. Avery... was she safe? AVERY'S POV

"She's safe." "She's safe," I confirmed, wrapping my arm around her waist to keep her upright. The speaker crackled again. "Boss," Matteo said, the background noise filled with a muffled, wet thud and a groan of pain. "We have him in the back of the truck. What are your orders?" I looked down at Vivienne. This was the moment of truth. She had married a billionaire on paper, but right now, she was standing next to a monster. I needed her to see exactly what kind of violence kept her safe.

Soukania: “And I made the same promise to my son.” Adam tightened his grip on her hand. Adam: “Then we’ll do this together.” She laughed through her tears. Soukania: “You’re still stubborn.” He smiled. Adam: “And you’re still savage.” She raised an eyebrow. Soukania: “What did you just say?” He leaned closer and whispered: Adam: “My savage wife.” She froze. The words were simple. But they brought hundreds of memories rushing back. Laughter. Arguments. Fear. Love.