Claimed By The Ruthless Lycan Warlord

Chapter 6

Word Count: 585 | Released on: 14/05/2026

s burning her alive. Areli shuddered,

ng. Through the haze of his fading madness, he spotted Doyle on the bank, stripped of his own dry outer lay

uttered, grabbing it. The hide smelled like him-pi

given the aphrodisiac already in her system. A moan slipped

m to catch her. Then he stopped, his hand gripp

gasped, clutching the hid

led, his eyes flashing red ag

stand. And the fire inside

tist. If she was going to die, i

will help you. Not because I'm forc

voice pierced the fog of his madness. The r

rough the freezing water toward him. Every inch closer amplified th

wered over her, his chest heaving,

bling hand pressed flat a

powder. Hudson let out a

inst him. He pinned her against a bou

as a claim. Rough, des

this world, but she knew how bodies processed alkaloids. She imagined the toxin as heavy macromolecular proteins, utilizing the extreme temperature differential between the freezing river and their burning skin to force a rapid ph

t between them was a furnace. The purple veins o

he taste of his lips, and the primal rhythm of

was ragged but steady. The red was go

ing she felt was his strong arms wrapping around her,

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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.”