All Chapters of Reclaiming My Beloved Alpha: Chapter 271 - Chapter 280

PercivalI paused, the weight of my words settling over the gathered wolves. “You’ve lost your rank. This pack no longer respects you.” I raised the whip, feeling the silver sting my skin as I ran it through my fingers, a reminder of the punishment to come.I pulled my arm back and snapped the whip forward. He remained silent as I threw it hard, his head dropping in resignation. The leather and silver bit into his skin, leaving a mark that seemed to resonate with the weight of his past failures.Even though he didn’t utter a word, I could see his body tense in response to the strike. Another crack echoed in the air, and blood oozed from the open wounds on his back, even as he stood motionless.By the time I reached six, he was shaking and tears streamed down his face. By ten, he had dropped to his knees, his back a crimson mess, streaked with the aftermath of my punishment.The crowd erupted with howls as I lashed my dad, punishing him for the harm he had caused and the years of pain

EdelineThe deer began to falter, his strength waning as the three wolves overwhelmed him. He crashed to the ground with a heavy thud, his legs buckling beneath him.As the deer lay bleeding on the forest floor, his heart thumped weakly. He was almost done for.Reluctantly, my wolf let go of her meal, growling at the twin wolves who were now feasting on the deer’s belly while it was still gasping for breath. In her eyes, these two were trespassers. They had stolen her hard-earned prize, devouring it before she could fill her belly.With a low growl rumbling in her throat, she lifted her lip, showing her teeth as her ears flattened against her head. She glared at the greedy wolves, a warning in her eyes.The twins paused, their blood-stained mouths falling silent as my wolf charged at Damon first. Rage fueled her movements. I felt her anger surge as her teeth sank into his front leg. He yelped, the sound echoing through the night as something cracked—a bone snapping beneath her powerf

Edeline“What is that?” I mumbled, quickening my pace. I bent down to grab the note, written in bold black ink.Thanks for getting your first legal buck. 40-point white tail. Do a good job, kid.-AxeIt was from Axel, our general, known as Axe.Just as Conor approached my side, I couldn’t help but smile. I picked up the bag, reaching inside to pull out the impressive forty-point rack from the deer I had killed. Okay... before my wolf could put him down, Alexa and Damon started chewing on it. But it was my cat that had done the actual killing.The rack was magnificent, expertly removed from the deer’s head, with not a single crack in the bone.“Wow. Your wolf got that tonight?” Conor asked, a smirk playing on his lips.“Yup,” I replied, popping the "p" as I tried to contain my pride, my face slightly hidden.In my mind, my wolf stretched from her corner, shaking her fur and dancing around. She peacocked her tail back and forth, playfully sticking out her tongue and wiggling her backsid

PercivalA growl slipped from my throat, rumbling low and involuntary. The tension between the two was starting to get to me, like an itch I couldn’t scratch. It was too early in the morning for this kind of drama. Jack was lucky Maxim respected Dahlia. If it weren’t for that, things might’ve taken a nasty turn already. Maxim didn’t exactly wait around to ask questions before getting physical. "That’s enough," I said, my voice steady and firm as I sat back in my chair. The room instantly quieted, the weight of my Alpha authority settling over the table. "We’ve got more important things to discuss—like Tatiana’s escape." Just as the last of the tension fizzled out, the dining hall doors swung open, and in walked Gaspar, wearing a grin so wide it looked like it hurt. He plopped down next to Maxim, his usual swagger more pronounced today. The mate mark on his neck was still fresh, about a week old now. He hadn’t wasted any time bonding with Annabel. Not that it mattered to me anymore

GasparMy wolf had to mark his territory. It was not just a habit; it was a necessity. Every moment was another chance to remind her that she was mine now, inside and out. Those muffled screams into the pillow? Yeah, she was really into it. Even if she did not say it, her body always told me what she needed. And I made sure to give it to her. She was mine now. And I would help her become the partner I always knew she could be. Thoughtful, steady, and completely bonded to me. …Edeline There’s this emptiness inside me that pulls me in completely—one I haven't felt in ages. It has been a week since I last talked to Conor. What a long, dragging week it has been. Sometimes I catch him coming out of Tatiana’s room, which is right next to mine. It is just the three of us hanging out on the top floor. Or at least, it used to be. Now he is spending most of his time with her, and I barely see him anymore. Just another typical day in my world. So, what were you thinking? That