Lahat ng Kabanata ng Claimed by the Ruthless Wolf Slayer: Kabanata 71 - Kabanata 80

ALINAI cleared my throat and looked down, my thoughts tangled with everything that had happened and everything still happening.Now didn’t feel like the right time to tell him James was my mate. Not when the first thing he’d done was reject me.I remembered the jolt of hope I’d felt when I first realized it when I believed it meant I’d finally be safe and protected. That he’d shield me from the whispers, the stares, the cruelty of the pack.But he hadn’t. He’d rejected me.Whatever flicker of excitement I’d felt in that moment, I couldn’t feel it anymore.I must have taken too long to speak, because Alexander shifted beneath me with a sharp sound between a growl and a sigh. I’d forgotten I was still on his lap, and when he stood, I almost fell.But he caught me before I could hit the ground. His arms wrapped around me. For a split second, I hated how safe I felt there.Once I was balanced, he turned and started to walk away.Panic surged. I couldn’t let him leave like this. Maybe it

ALINAI found Lisa staring at the window, her legs folded beneath her and knees oulled to her chest. I didn’t know when I'd fallen asleep. The last thing I remembred was sitting in the spot for what felt like hours, drowning in thoughts about all the possible ways Alexander would react once he learned the truth. Both truths.There was no real way out of this. Whatever option i might think of definitkey neded in me being dead.I pushed that fear down and walked to where Lisa was. She hadn’t even realized I was awake, so lost in her thoughts, which was completely unlike her. And I hadn’t seen her since the day of the explosion. Jane mentioned she had been sent off on some kind of assignment. Something about the way she looked now made me forget my own problems.I placed a gentle hand on her shoulder, and she flinched hard like I’d hit her.“Sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you.” I gave her arm a reassuring squeeze. She nodded and offered me a smile. Or attempted to, rather. Her lips barely

ALINAI didn’t know what I expected when Alexander said I should come with him, but it definitely wasn’t this. I didn’t think I would walk into a room and find Jane bloody, tied to a chair and barely upright. My steps faltered, my breath getting stuck.I turned to him, confused, words scrambling in my throat but never making it past my lips.She made a faint sound, barely audible, like a groan dragged from somewhere deep inside her. Her head lifted just a little, like even that simple act drained her. Our eyes met, and my breath caught. There was fear in hers. Real terror.But nothing else. No guilt. No regret. Not even the decency to look ashamed. Just fear for herself. Not for what she had done.And the sight of it made my chest squeeze. Something twisted tight behind my ribs, and I felt that awful burn in the back of my throat. My eyes stung. But I refused to cry.“What… what is this?” My voice cracked, barely holding together. My balance wavered as my gaze moved between him and he

ALEXANDERThe sharp clink of glass echoed as I poured myself a generous amount of scotch. The liquid burned amber under the dim lights, catching the glint of the small vial of wolfsbane I pulled from my jacket. I twisted the cap, poured until the whiskey turned darker, and stirred the glass lazily.The poison wouldn’t kill me but it would give me the edge I needed. That fine line between clarity and chaos, the only place where the voices in my head went quiet.I took the single seater across from Killian and Claude without a word. They were mid conversation, but I didn’t give a shit about the tone of the room. My mood was worse.Claude turned toward me first, raising a brow. “He really pointed you in the right direction?”Killian gave a slow nod. “Yeah. Took some pressure. Man acted like the mutt was royalty or some shit. Could barely get a word out of him.”Claude chuckled, the sound dry and humorless. “Figures.”I tipped my drink back, the bitter sting coating my throat, burning lik

ALEXANDERWhen I came to, the air was already humming with movement. It was still early but the sounds of footsteps and murmured voices drifted in from the hall. Workers were already at it, shuffling through the corridors, fixing, cleaning, and putting the place back together.It made me wonder just what the hell we’d done last night. I could picture overturned furniture, shattered glass, chaos scattered from one room to the next. Maybe we hadn’t been as quiet or careful as I thought. And these people, if they had even the slightest clue I was here, They’d be keeping a hell of a lot more distance.Killian lay crumpled on the floor, limbs sprawled like a dropped puppet, his empty scotch glass just out of reach. His mouth was slightly open, his breathing heavy. He looked almost… human like this. Vulnerable, even. If I stared for too long, if I let my gaze linger, his eyes would snap open.So I didn’t.I bent, grabbed my scattered things from the floor, and slipped out without a word.Cl