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Claimed By The Ruthless Lycan Warlord

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 620    |    Released on: 14/05/2026

te. The smell of roasting rabbit filled the air, but Areli had no

udying her face. The sympathy from earlier w

through the quiet. "You said you sli

her stomach ti

. "Then why don't yo

linked.

be scraped up like a side of beef. But your skin, aside from the dirt and the brui

against her ribs. She had underestimated them. The

shed, she'd be admitting she was involved in a clan powe

ruth was too obvious. She

er pupils dilate. She forced her breathing to hitch, then accel

ispered. "No

"Areli? I asked

clutched her head, her nails digging into her s

nd unseeing. "The wings... the claws... it g

e shoved Brown back. "What the hell a

stion!" Brown protested,

it eat me!" she sobbed, her body shaking uncontrollabl

wrapping his arms around her. "I

e you happy now? You ga

neck, his face flushing with guilt. "I... I di

. What you're saying makes sense... the Blackwind Cliff area is a known hunting ground for Wind Drakes. They dive fro

offering him a weak, watery smile. "I

of roasted meat. "Eat.

let her gaze drift over the three men. They were powerful.

ould get to him, she could use his

through the forest. The fire flickered

kness, his face grim. He made a s

ntly on their feet, all t

dered, pulling

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“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.”