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Claimed By The Ruthless Lycan Warlord

Chapter 8 

Word Count: 568    |    Released on: 14/05/2026

bling but loud enough to carry. "Eugene,

her gaze unsettled him, but he held h

was wearing. With calculated precision, she pulled the fabric back just enough to expose her upper chest, collarbone, and the top

k purple and green bruises. These weren't love

n her face, "why am I covered in life-threatening bruises? W

ted. The evidenc

're lying! You slippe

"You sent me to gather herbs at the cliff edge, and Eu

rned to Eugene. He went pa

her voice breaking, "then he watched me fal

clan began to whisper, loo

ard, her hand raised to slap Ar

ver ma

e. Hudson appeared in front of Areli, moving faste

n

sickeningly loud. Gloria scre

He looked out at the crowd, his eyes

red, his voice echoing in the sudden s

led forward, sweating.

his face. "This is the War

eader near

nd. "You don't need these pathetic people. Come

escape. A ticket ou

ked at Gloria, writhing on the ground,

ook he

ly. "I want justice

pped slightly. "W

li explained, her gaze never leaving Gloria.

tion crossed Hudson's face.

And if a single hair on her head is harm

nodded fr

lked toward her tent. As the flap fell sh

one wa

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Claimed By The Ruthless Lycan Warlord
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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.”