Claim Me: The City Alpha and His Human Mate

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hospital bed. I desperately wanted her to open her eyes and assure me that she wa

cent of herbs and medicine filled the air, a constant

d. "Why isn't she waking up?" I asked, my voice filled wit

s, Alpha, but please try to remain calm. Your mate's condition is stable. Sometimes, it just takes time for a human to regain co

could never forgive those wolves who laid their hands on m

to Clark. "Tell me more about those

as we speak,” he started. “They're being held in the dungeon where we found out t

ened to him. “Have you fou

evident on his face. “We've been trying to extract informatio

up within me. “If you have to cut them li

is eyes. "I'm on it, Alpha. I won'

rned to my brother, putting on

ving her. I don't know what I would have done if..." My words trailed off, una

“You're welcome, Alpha. It's my duty to protect our futur

e last time before he left the room as well. Alone with my unco

ate lines of her face with my gaze. She was breathtaking, even in her c

t, we were already in this situati

my wolf Lucian, uttered inside my head. “You did your best

but feel guilty. But it was too late to dwell on that n

I could do at that moment. However, I couldn't let myself give in to despa

ered those rog

ll them all!" I exclaimed, feeling my eyes grow war

what they did to our mate," Lucian conveyed his intense des

n my watch. I made a promise to myself to return and continue

ide me to the left win

smell of blood, permeated the air. I let out a terrifyi

d their heads and performed a curtsey as a display of respect before responding. "Th

maniacal laughter, provoking growls of irritation from my warriors. However, I

oubtedly surprised but knew better than to quest

d and swollen from a beating. Some of his teeth, missing. "I told

gue," I calmly stated. "Who hired

st want to have fun. So we d

. With a tight grip, I slowly raised my hand, causing t

ands, showing no hint of hesitation. My warriors growled softly, exhilara

s. I offered each of them a chance to speak,

nched in the blood of the prisoners. Taking off my stained shirt,

ed as my warriors untied him. Afterwa

to attack and k

th fear. Just as I was about to make my mov

s face. All I noticed was a peculiar tattoo on the back of his right hand when he handed us the mo

t that his confession was genuine. With a subtle gesture of my head, I signaled one of my warriors. In

the scene. Lucian, satisfied by the lives we had taken earli

lace beneath the cascading water of the shower. I vowed to utilize all my power t