All Chapters of Claimed by the Devil Alpha: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

CARLOS's POV‘Put on a strong font,’ I chanted in my head as I stared at the group of people before me.I could not afford to break down, I could not afford to show a weak side to anyone around here. I could not let anyone see beyond what I was showing.But it was so hard to maintain my cool front. I wanted to smash things, I wanted to scream and whine and be angry.I could not though, not with the way she stared at me. She was not threatening at all, she just stood emotionless, arms crossed acros her chest as she leaned against the door to the meeting room, directly facing me. She just stood there as a guard watching over everyone with an expressionless look on her face.But I knew she was looking at me, judging my every move, every twitch. I knew that I could not afford to break down or do anything stupid. I had to keep up the merciless alpha front that she had built for me. I was fighting against a more ruthless alpha, I knew of that. I was a personal witness myself to his ruthless

DOMINIK's POVI looked straight into his eyes as I snapped his neck, ensuring they closed shut. I stood up and looked around, seeing some of my men down. Grief filled my heart when I saw some were lying still on the ground. Carlos would pay for this big time, I was going to make sure of that. He was going to pay for what he had done to the little clan of children, and for having the fucking guts to attack my pack with dumb ass witches. The fool actually allied up with the witches? He wanted my attention? Well now he was going to have it. “Alpha!!" I turned to see one of the men that I always saw hanging around Claire. Pete, I think."Alpha Dominik!" He stood in front of me breathless from running over, a panicked expression on his face."Speak!" I commanded him when he would not speak up. "They took her, they took Claire." He said and subtly took a step away from me.I felt a sort of blinding rage rush through me, bursting with full force."What?!" I growled loudly. "Where is s

CLAIRE's POV As the days went by and I spent more time in the cold, damp, unliveable cell, I came to a painful realisation that my mate, Dominik was not coming to rescue me any time soon. At the first week of my capture, I was feeling hopeful, ever eager and ever patient as I waited for Dominik to burst through the cell doors and scoop me into his arms. I recalled having dreams about it. Every night I would see Dominik hovering above me, smiling at me and reassuring me that everything was going to be okay. Even though I knew Dominik was not one to smile at me, but at this point, I was grasping at any little hope I could get. But I was once again taken away from my dream and faced with the pitiful reality I was living in. As I sat at the corner of the cell on the bare floor, I raised my knees up to my chest and wrapped my arms around myself to produce as much body heat as I could. Why had Dominik not come for me all this time? It should be evident now that I was missing. Why did h

CLAIRE's POVI thought that I would not encounter the witch again after that night, but I was clearly mistaken. After that night, I began to see her more often that I wished too.She would always bring me food at night, when the wolves guarding my cell had gone to get a good night’s rest. As much as it puzzled me, I accepted her kindness without question.I was famished after all.I stared out the small window that had iron bars on it absentmindedly as I had nothing else to do. From the restricted view on the window, I could see the moon standing boldly in the dark blue sky, its light illuminating the land below.Those beasts were finally tired of inflicting pain on me as their regular visits had come to an end, at least I hoped it did. I could not imagine what would happen if they came to torture me once again.I closed my eyes and clasped my hands together and began to pray to the Moon goddess, in hopes that perhaps my situation would turn around and maybe, just maybe, my mate would

CLAIRE's POVThe words the empress spoke were hard to take in and process. I sat there, pondering and mulling over her words. My mother was a witch?“I know this will come to you as a surprise, but it is true.” The empress reassured me.“But how are you so sure she was my mother? Maybe you have the wrong person.” I said.I could not believe that I was the daughter of such a powerful person. Me? A weakling? I could never be her offspring.“There is no doubt that you are her daughter. The birthmark is solid prove that you are.” The empress said with conviction.I moved my shirt aside and stared at the weirdly shaped pattern on my skin.“Hmm, there is no doubt. That is definitely the same birthmark your mother possessed and on the exact same spot too.” I turned my gaze to the beautiful witch in front of me and she smiled, her pretty set of teeth bare.“From that sparkle in your eyes, I can tell that you are eager to learn more about your mother.”I nodded rather quickly and a throaty ch