The Savage Claimed Me Novels & Stories

My mate's adoptive sister asked me to go for a walk in the mountain forest and we encountered a sudden flash flood. My mate Nathan, the Alpha of Snow Peak pack, rushed to save us. But because we were both trapped on a breaking tree branch above the raging flood, he could only save one person at a time. To save his physically weak adoptive sister, my mate abandoned me - his Luna who was five months pregnant. I begged him desperately to save me. He watched as the flood waters dragged me under.

Three days ago, I was at school cramming for my finals when my dad, Terence Locke, suddenly burst into the classroom. He was unshaven and wild-eyed as he grabbed my arm and dragged me out. He said his company had gone bankrupt and that he owed several million dollars to loan sharks. If he couldn't pay it back, they were going to chop off our hands and feet. I believed him. After all, the way he cried looked so real, and his hands were shaking like crazy.

“Back door.” Luca grabs his jacket with shaking hands. He looks at Kai, breath shallow. “You’re taking me where,” Luca asks. Kai stares at him, rain in his blood, salt in his mouth, truth tightening around his ribs. “Somewhere off-grid,” Kai says. “Somewhere they can’t find you in ten seconds.” Luca’s eyes widen. “You don’t even know me.” Kai’s gaze locks on his. “I know what hunted looks like,” Kai says. “Move.”

She continued to moan as if she was afraid of something. "Savannah, please wake up." She opened her eyes and cried uncontrollably. "Sav..." "He wants to take my child, Cillian. Rowan wants to take my child. Please, please, save my child. Cillian."

Something inside me snapped. Without thinking, I seized Tomas by the collar and hurled him through the doorway. He hit the boards of the hall hard, and the breath went out of him in a rush. I hauled him up and dragged him out the front door and down the steps. The yard was full with pack members. They had come out of their houses, drawn by the shouting. I looked at them, hundreds of them, and realized that it was time for me to announce it.

Nothing could have prepared him for this shocking revelation. “Mercy, mercy!” Hobart cried. "Could you stop leaking from every orifice?" Killian muttered, distaste curling his lip. "This is a storeroom, not a swamp. Now, show me the hand. You see, I would hate to repeat myself.” "Right — RIGHT!" Hobart screamed, shoving his right hand forward. "It was this one! Take it! Take the hand! Just let me live — please!" Killian gripped the offered hand. His fingers closed around Hobart's thick, ringed fingers.

I hear another man ask. As soon as all of the chains were gone, I scrambled to my feet, ignoring the offered hand, not wanting to be touched. Then I look up sharply as more people arrive at the door. As soon as a huge man steps into the room my wolf hones in and says 2 things, alpha, and mate. I almost fell back on my ass. Killian

his hoarse voice demands gently, his large hands rubbing my shivering back. "The rogue traps blew our vehicle skyward at Moonhollow Ridge," I choke out through my tears, recalling the horrific timeline where his body shielded my skin from the burning metal. "Someone dragged my fur out of the wreckage while the flames roared into the clouds, but I couldn't see your face through the thick black smoke." "My wolf is right here, Zafira," his chest rumbles deeply against my ear, trying to soothe my panic. "No fire will take my life from your paws."

Not that I’m ungrateful but if one man can do this much damage, what does he need assistance defeating. “You’ll see.” Savage gave an uncharacteristic grin. Disseus didn’t appreciate his cryptic demeanor, but he was too thankful just now to object. However, he did note the broad grin on the generally severe, assassin’s face. “You seem unusually cheerful...” “I love killing Cimmerii.” Savage grinned. Revealing vibrant white teeth. “Can’t ever get enough of it. And you rarely see a cluster like that.” He was nearly beaming. “They’re after her.” Disseus pointed with sheath toward Nim.

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 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…