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Claimed By The Touch-Starved Alpha Beasts

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 1022    |    Released on: 11/05/2026

e smell of sterile m

o piece together her reality. Her body ached. A dull th

mooth was clamped ar

her eyes ope

ent made of a shimmering, silver materia

etallic band encircled it. A tiny green l

nd with her right hand and pulled, digging he

t touc

oke a language that sounded like a mix

mbled backward until her sp

tactical helmet. He held a small, clear tube filled with a visc

her chest. "Stay away from me,

everent look in his green eyes shifted into something that looked

the tent was

man wa

ng the small space. He wore a dark uniform with silver insignia on the collar. His h

Jefferson

His gaze was clinical, sharp, and entirely focused. He assessed her torn clothe

d in his cheek, but his expres

e. He barked a harsh command, calling the man "Kaelan." Kaelan nodded sh

ful distance away from the cot. He tapped the device on his wris

olographic projection of two open, empty hands appeared

pointed to himself, keeping his o

ring, but the sheer absurdity of the situation for

oice trembling. "What do you want f

d his device again. A series of complex visual waveforms

"Jef-fer-son," he said slowly

used finger at her. He raised

e hugged her knees tighter.

es tracking lines of data moving faster than Cassandra cou

't smile, but the hard lines arou

, a blaring, high-pitched siren

ights began fla

eech from outside the tent, his

calm communicator vanished, replaced by a ha

rumbled. It was the same rhythmic thudding she had felt

dropped. The beast

badly she immediately collapsed back onto the c

He closed the distance betw

e turned his back to her and crouched down,

He forced out two heavily a

-ger

gesturing for her

covered in the dark tactical fabric. Anothe

't have

is back. She wrapped her arms tentatively around his

ng. His hands reached back, gripping her thighs firmly to secure her in pla

d with long, purposeful

it Cassandra's

laser fire. In the tree line, dozens of

teadily toward a massive, sleek metallic ship

neck, squeezing her eyes shut. He smelled like o

e she woke up in the mu

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Claimed By The Touch-Starved Alpha Beasts
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“I woke up choking on rotting air in an alien jungle, surrounded by giant bioluminescent ferns and a three-eyed, armor-plated beast charging straight at me. Before the monster could tear me apart, I was saved by a squad of men with metallic wings and laser rifles, but my nightmare was just beginning. When they brought me back to their high-tech military base, every soldier we passed stopped dead, staring at me with a feverish, starving hunger that made my skin crawl. In the medical wing, a manic doctor bypassed all protocol, pulling out a wicked silver needle to forcibly extract my blood, looking at me not as a patient, but as a winning lottery ticket. Even their highest-ranking commander, a giant, scarred Admiral, immediately tried to claim me, demanding I be moved into his personal bedroom for "protection." I didn't understand why I was being treated like a caged miracle, nor why a simple, accidental touch of my hand could bring my winged protector to his knees and silence his feral instincts. "In the Aethel Empire, there are no females," my protector whispered, his icy blue eyes filled with raw desperation. "You are the only one." The portal that brought me here was fading, trapping me in a universe of eighty billion shapeshifting Alpha males. Looking at the terrifying devotion in his eyes, I realized my life as an ordinary human was over, and to survive this, I had to tame the beasts.”