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Claimed By The Touch-Starved Alpha Beasts

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 813    |    Released on: 11/05/2026

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his face. She noticed a small, intricate silver stud piercing the upper cartilage of

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steady beat of his wings faltered, causing them to drop ten fe

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connected to their feral instincts. To be touched there by a Prime-the on

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assandra's skin prickle. Her own cheeks felt hot. The intimacy of the position-her legs w

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nd bright floodlights emerged from t

aiming for a wide landin

itting the metal grating without a sound. His wings

llowing Cassandra t

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r elbow to steady her. His fingers wer

balance, he dropped his ha

is gaze fixed firmly on the metal wall be

ed toward the heavy blast doors, leaving Cassandra t

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Claimed By The Touch-Starved Alpha Beasts
Claimed By The Touch-Starved Alpha Beasts
“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.”