Claimed By The Ruthless Lycan Warlord

Chapter 2

Word Count: 767 | Released on: 14/05/2026

rough the underbrush. Curt's stride was steady, jarring Areli

urt set her down gently on a flat, sun-warmed bou

er, his back to them, scanning the tre

ng dramatically. She looked at Curt

voice steadier now. "To stop the bleeding. I can't ju

th a mixture of surprise and r

nging her legs over the edge of the

d through his hair. "Fine.

re a patch of weeds grew near the water. Curt fol

ere, but that wasn't the point. She spotted a thic

breath. This i

twist sideways. She let out a sharp yelp,

her inches before her face hit the ground. He pulled h

ou," he

-real ones this time, from the pain-welled up instantly. "It's my fault,"

ened. "Who

the part. She clamped a hand over her mouth, her eyes darting around

d of firewood nearby. His ears

"She mentioned someone named

d over, crouching in front of Areli.

wisting the hem of Curt's jacket. "I should

rdered, his voice

That I'll never be a real healer." She paused, letting a fresh wave of tears fall. "She takes my work and c

off, huggi

uckles were white. "That's abuse. That cla

, brave smile touched her lips. "It's fine. As long as

ion-hit both men like a punch to the gut. Brown looked away, a muscl

ve anything to scum li

ly brushing Curt's sleeve. "Thank yo

is throat, looking away, but his body shifted

cion replaced by a gruff sympathy

a shadow fell over her face. In the darkness, away from

. Hook, line

angling from his grip. He stopped, his sharp eyes taking in the

miss?" he

shrank back against the rock, the pi

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Fishin' Floozy Fantasy

“Areli was the hardest-working medic in the Blackridge Clan, but her efforts only earned her the title of a useless burden. Her supposed lover, Eugene, and her senior mentor, Gloria, lured her to the edge of the deadly Blackwind Cliff and shoved her straight into the abyss. She miraculously survived the freefall, only to return and find Gloria standing before the entire clan, wearing a mask of fake sorrow. "Look! The traitor is back! She eloped with wild males!" Gloria shrieked. Eugene stepped up, looking heartbroken, and publicly accused her of betraying his love. The crowd erupted, raining hisses and boos upon her, completely ignoring the horrific, life-threatening bruises that covered her battered body. They blindly believed the lies, treating her like garbage while Gloria secretly plotted to poison her water and destroy her completely. Areli felt a chilling sense of betrayal. How could the man who claimed to love her watch her fall with such cold eyes? To make matters worse, her modern biochemist instincts revealed a terrifying truth: she was unexpectedly pregnant with the child of a savage Warlord she had encountered in the wild. In this brutal, primitive world, showing any weakness was an absolute death sentence. But she wasn't going to cower or run away. Refusing the Warlord's offer to simply rescue her, Areli calmly placed a highly toxic herb on her drying rack and left her tent flap open. The bait was set. Now, she just had to wait for the screams.”