Alpha Aiden had been wanting a mate for a long time but when he found her, she wasn't who he expected. She was far below his status for him to be with her and that fueled his anger and hatred.

Camille, a descendant of warriors but now a slave wanted nothing more than to be free but there was only one obstacle: her destined mate.

Alpha Aiden had taken over from his late father eight years ago. He ruled the pack with an iron hand. Most of his subjects hated him but they couldn't deny that everything he did benefited their pack in the end. He conquered other packs, raised witches' territories, and claimed them as his own thereby expanding the territory for his ever-growing pack.

Claimed By The Ruthless Alpha

　　Morgana carefully arranged the items on the table in front of her. She placed the vampire's personal belongings in the center, surrounded by the black candle and the red thread. Taking a deep breath, she began her work.


　　Morgana slowly lit the black candle, letting its dark flames fill the room with a smoky haze. Closing her eyes, she began to chant a strange incantation.


　　"*Vampiri arcanum revula, locus meus mea vox audim, ad me vepire ut possim me videre*"


　　Her voice was low and melodic as she moved her hands in mysterious patterns above the items on the table.


　　She took the red thread in her hands and carefully wound it around the vampire's personal belongings, forming a intricate web that would be used to draw the vampire to her. She muttered a few more words as she worked, her voice growing louder with each passing moment.


CHAPTER HUNDRED AND NINETY EIGHT