FERAL CLAIM: Bound To The Ruthless Alpha

Vessara was never meant to stand out. She’s quiet and always overlooked. She had spent her life learning to survive by staying quiet, by pleasing others, and by never asking for more than she’s given. Her world crumbled when she was sold like property to the cold, ruthless, terrifying, and most feared wolf in the realm. Alpha Vael’Runn of House of Vaeroth, the Alpha of the Nightwalker pack. A monster who has spent years burying every trace of humanity beneath power, violence, and control. Vael learned early that mercy is a weakness. Love is a liability. And nothing has ever been powerful enough to shake the monster he had become. But with the council desperately demanding an heir, he’s forced to play along with the cruel arrangement. The plan was simple: Accept the woman fit to be Luna. Give her a room in the packhouse. Never play a grateful groom. Children carrying his bloodline. And act only when necessary. Beyond that, she would get nothing from him. No affection. No commitment. No expectation of love. But as their worlds keep colliding, something about Vessara keeps unsettling him. Her fragile innocence refused to fade into the background of his world. And she awakens something he has buried long ago. When a Ruthless Alpha decides something belongs to him, how far will he go to keep it? Will Vessara become more than a possession? Perhaps a weakness Vael cannot afford? Will she remain silent and survive like she used to or risk everything to awaken the man beneath the monster? EXCERPT Vael closed the gap with calm, predatory grace. His free hand snaked around her waist and pulled her against his chest. Her body reacted instantly, breath hitching and heart slamming against her ribs. A rush of wetness slicked her inner thighs. “Who did you think of when you touched yourself?” Vael murmured, rolling the glass in his hand. The ice clinked softly. She didn’t answer at first. Vael’s grip tightened, possessive. “Tell me, Vessara.” Her eyes snapped up. “You,” she whispered, voice trembling. “Only you.” His jaw tightened, eyes flooding with raw lust. He drained the glass in one swallow, the burn nothing compared to the fire in his veins. Setting it down, he looked at Vessara with pure possession. “I want to watch everything you did alone, thinking of me.” He muttered, his gaze traveling to her lips. “Show me how you fucked yourself to thoughts of my cock.” Her face flushed crimson. “You…you want to watch me have a solo orgasm?” He let out a dark chuckle. “Unless you don’t want me to.” She gulped, mind spinning with filthy images; His eyes on her spread pussy, watching her stretch and come undone. The hesitation melted into throbbing need. Her clit pulsed. Vael didn’t wait for her response. He stepped back. “Strip.” Vessara obeyed, fingers shaking as she peeled the silk nightdress over her head. It dropped to the floor, leaving her naked. Vael groaned low in his throat, the sound vibrating through his chest. His cock twitched hard in his trousers at the sight of her smooth skin, pink folds swollen and slick, and the curve of her ass begging to be gripped. “Get the toys. On the bed. Now.” BOOK ONE OF THE “FERAL BOND” SERIES. CONTENT WARNING: This is an Erotic Werewolf Book. It contains BDSM, GAY/LESBIAN SEX, triggers scenes of abuse, and a dark, obsessive, and possessive male lead.