All Chapters of Claimed By My Alpha Bully: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

[Meagia’s pov] I groggily opened my eyes, my mind still clouded with sleep caused by some unknown puff of smoke. Blinking several times, I tried to make sense of my surroundings once again. It was an unfamiliar place, and I could faintly recall how I ended up there. My heart raced as I realised I was lying on a soft mattress, surrounded by every accessory a pregnant woman might have needed. The room was warm and cosy, with gentle sunlight filtering through the curtains. I gently touched my belly, feeling a mix of confusion and wonder. Why was I brought there while being pregnant? How could that be? I searched my memories, but everything was a blur. What I did not understand was the possibility of knowing the name of that person who abducted me. Next to the bed were various items I would need during pregnancy: prenatal vitamins, baby clothes, a pregnancy journal, and even a baby ultrasound picture. My head was spinning with questions, and my emotions were running high. Was I t

[Meagia’s pov]As Kaldir continued to speak, my mind was in turmoil and I couldn't believe the information he was revealing about Eskaal and my true identity as a lycan's mate. It felt like the ground beneath me was shaking, and I struggled to make sense of it processing all of that. "You can't expect me to just accept all of this without any proof," I retorted, trying to cling to a sense of normalcy amidst the emotional chaos. "You could be making all of this up to manipulate me into accepting you. This all could be untrue and you would be lying about this nullified bond too." My mind was in turmoil as I still tried to process all the information Kaldir spoke about after I had yelled my piece. The revelation that my brother Zilver, the alpha of the Grimclaw pack, had been keeping crucial details from me about my true nature and the dual bond which shook me to the core. The emotions were overwhelming, and I felt torn between the life I had known with Eskaal and the enigmatic world K

[Eskaal's pov]"I'm sorry, Eskaal," Zilver says, his voice quiet. "I know this is hard to hear, but you need to face the truth. Meagia is in danger, and you need to protect her. And if you could not then she would have to accept her lycan mate and the bond with you will be nullified." As he spoke of the danger that lurking around her, the threat this new mate of Meagia's might pose to me, anger and protectiveness mingled in a storm within my chest.I shook my head, feeling lost and alone. "I don't know what to do," I spoke with my voice barely above a whisper. Torn and feeling betrayed I had no idea what to do and how to proceed with that new information which was beyond my understanding. My world had turned upside down all of a sudden and there was nobody I could trust now anymore."We will figure it out together," Zilver responded with an assurance which I truly hated, while placing a hand on my shoulder. "Just don't give up hope." I glared at him and pushed his hand away to show me

Meagia sat alone in her dimly lit room, a book spread open in her lap but her attention drifting elsewhere while thinking of an escape. A faint unease prickled at the back of her neck, a sensation that something was about to shift. She glanced around, her hazel eyes flicking from one corner to another, searching for a source to her restlessness.As if on cue, a creak echoed through the room, the sound of the door slowly inching open. Meagia's heart skipped a beat, her senses on high alert. Her gaze locked onto the doorway, waiting with a mixture of anticipation and apprehension.And then, there she was. Clara, her raven-black hair cascading down her shoulders like a waterfall of silk. Her presence was like a breath of unexpected wind, simultaneously refreshing and unsettling. Clara stepped into the room, her eyes locking onto Meagia's. A hesitant smile tugged at the corners of Clara's lips, and Meagia couldn't help but mirror it, though her surprise remained palpable. They were frien

[Eskaal’s pov]Returning to my home in Gravestone pack after weeks away, I could feel the tension in the air even before I entered. The grand entrance hall, adorned with the mockery I had received and dimly lit by flickering torches, seemed to hold an atmosphere of impending confrontation. I took a deep breath knowing that my father would be awaiting, steeling myself for the inevitable clash that awaited.As I stepped into the hall, my father stood there, a formidable figure with a stern expression etched upon his weathered face. His eyes, the same shade of intense blue as mine, bore into me with a mixture of disappointment and anger."Eskaal," he began, his voice a low growl that seemed to reverberate through the very walls. "Where have you been?" His voice carried a blend of anger and concern. Sure enough, as I stepped into the grand foyer, his stern voice echoed through the halls. I knew it was coming and was inevitable. I met his gaze evenly, my jaw clenched in defiance. "I have