All Chapters of Claimed by the Lycan Beast: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Archer's POVI snarled, urging Farrell to charge at me with his claws. I in no way intended to take down my brother as it would be almost impossible to do so. Even in his mid shift he was still stronger than I. "Come on!" I yelled through my hard glare. He was angry and I knew he wanted to let out some steam so I didn't mind getting a few bruises. I don't know exactly what Star had said to him but I do know that it had hurt badly and probably brought back bad memories. I wished I could say Farrell has been doing fine but that would be a big lie. He had been holding himself strong and training his new form with the help of pack warriors determined to take the life of those who killed his family. Now he had done what he wanted. He had slowly and painfully taken the life of Duncan, their alpha, yet I could see it in his eyes; he wasn't satisfied. The void wasn't filled. Killing his enemies hadn't brought them back. If he would just calm down and listen. If only he would try and see ho

Casey's POVI tucked in the ends of the blue blanket under my bed unable to hide my smile. I felt so relieved after leaving Alpha Farrell's mate in her cell tonight. Though I wish she wasn't in a cell but it was alpha Farrell's decision and he could be stiff headed some days. Remembering how cold and pale she was when I got there, my face scrunched up in a frown. I needed to ask Beta Archer to speak to Alpha Farrell. He could kill her and that is the last thing we want for our pack. A sigh escaped my lips as I plunked into my bed. Unlike every other maid in the palace, I was quite close to the Alpha. He was friends with my mother and although she was a good fifteen years older than him they were very close until her death. Since then Alpha Farrell cared for me like a relative. I still served as a maid in the palace and I wasn't complaining. I actually liked it; the smile people gave whenever I served always warmed my heart. So far Alpha Farrell's mate was the toughest to pull clos

Star's POVSpending twenty four hours locked in a hospital room has a negative way of affecting the mind. My tired gaze roamed across the stark white room I was forced to stay in. I felt tired. Too tired to try and remove the tubes connected to my hands. Too tired to cry. Too tired to think properly. I had woken up alone and I couldn't deny the fact that being alone didn't feel good. This was my reality though. I knew I would always be alone. Mated or not, I knew no one could stay with me long enough but was this really a bad thing? No it wasn't. I would rather live my reality than have that Lycan alpha pretending to care about anyone other than himself. My eyes widened when I caught sight of a shiny silver on the floor. I leaned over my bed to catch a better glimpse of what it was, ignoring the sting from the needles in my arm. A knife... a pocket knife! Quickly without thinking too much about it I reached under the bed where the knife was resting and picked it up. I winced when

Alpha Farrell's POVThe moment Archer leaves the hospital room, I take my eyes away from Star. She won't even look at me and it was beginning to piss me off. I took the chair close to the bed and frowned when she shifted in disgust. Was she that irritated by me that she was willing to fall off the bed all because I was a few feet away from her? My gaze fell on the door as someone gently pushed it open. "Alpha Farrell." The pack doctor greeted with a bow. The nurses behind him bowed also but I didn't miss the resistance in a few of them. "These are my interns and I felt I will use Star as an example and help them understand how to treat a patient. The other wards are filled with some but if this is too much then..." I rose from my seat, the noise from the movement distracting his words. "There's no problem. Do with her as you please but no harm must come her way." I ordered before starting for the door. The three interns in the room shifted away like I was a ticking bomb. I slamm

Alpha Farrell I was clearly still irritated by Star's rejection. I am the Alpha and no one was supposed to have the boldness to face me, talk more of rejecting me. I blamed myself for trying to show even a shred of niceness to her. I should have killed her from the start or snapped her throat then in the cell, making it easier for her. I knew I had to get her out of my system and out of my mind. Something about the way she pushed me away seemed to pull me closer. It was probably my curiosity getting the best of me. Working out had always helped clear my head. It definitely helped me get through the time I lost Amy and was what I needed now. I pulled off my shirt and dropped to the floor with my palms propping my chest up. My muscles tensed up as I did too many push-ups. I kept losing count and seemed to go on for minutes effortlessly pushing myself up and down. It would definitely be more exciting if I had Star tied to my back as I worked out. Her wiggling to get off would add t