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120. The Reign of Crimson
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2026-08-25 15:00:56The golden rays of early morning pierced through the tall, arched windows of the royal bedchamber, casting warm light across the blood-stained velvet sheets.
Rosalie’s eyelids fluttered open. Her chest rose and fell in a deep, effortless rhythm, the suffocating agony that had clawed at her throat only hours ago completely gone. The dark, swollen veins that had threatened her life and her unborn child’s pulse had vanished wi
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Claimed By My Mate's Uncle 25. Blood & Crimson Velvet
The metallic scrape inside the King’s bedchamber was instantly followed by the heavy, sickening thud of a body hitting stone.Outside in the corridor, Estrella’s instincts fired before her mind could even process the sound. Her hand lashed down to the hilt of her longsword, steel singing as she drew her blade in a single, fluid arc."Your Grace!"Estrella slammed her boot violently against the latch. The massive oak double doors swung inward with a deafening bang, crashing against the interior walls.The scene inside was pure, frantic chaos. The high arched balcony doors had been shattered to splinters, icy mountain wind howling into the room and scattering lit coals across the fur rugs. Four heavily armored shadow assassins with viper crests on their clothes, Orion’s elite black-mask loyalists, desperate to st
Claimed By My Mate's Uncle 24. Attack
The heavy stone corridor leading to the King’s private wing was suffocatingly quiet. The rhythm of their footsteps echoed off the cold masonry; Asher’s slow, deliberate stride matched against Estrella’s sharp, agitated pace.She walked half a step behind him, her gaze burning holes into his broad, armored back. But every time her eyes dipped lower, they caught the dull gleam of dark gold resting ridiculously on her right thumb. The ancient signet ring was far too heavy, its oversized edges digging into her knuckle with every step, a constant, mocking reminder of the stunt he had pulled in front of the entire High Council.Her mind reeled in a tempest of fury and humiliated pride. He had backed her father into a corner. He had used former King Dominic’s authority to silence any objection Garrett might have raised. And worst of all, he had publicly branded her his bride w
Claimed By My Mate's Uncle 23. Betrothed
The lingering echoes of Asher’s public declaration still vibrated through the grand stone pillars of the Council Chamber, leaving the assembled noble elders suspended in total, breathless awe.Estrella remained rooted to the marble floor, her unique eyes wide with uncharacteristic shock. The word bride hung heavy in the crisp hall air, a golden anchor that had just rewritten her entire existence in a matter of seconds. Beside her, Commander Garrett stood stiff as an iron oak, his weathered face caught between defensive fatherly concern and military obedience.At the end of the long obsidian table, Lord Orion’s face had turned from pale chalk to a sickly, mottled grey. Sweating profusely, the disgraced lord stumbled backward on his feet, his hands shaking violently as he realized the tr
Claimed By My Mate's Uncle 22. The King's Declaration
The monumental double doors of the Grand Council Chamber groaned on their iron hinges, heavy oak swinging inward with a resounding, echoing thud that shattered the anxious murmurs inside.Silence slammed down upon the vast obsidian hall like a physical hammer. High lords, regional barons, and wealthy Northern elders froze in their carved seats along the long marble table. Torches flickered erratically against towering stone pillars, casting flickering shadows over thirty stunned faces.At the head of the chamber, standing tall before the elevated throne, was Former King Dominic. He wore simple royal dark velvet, his hands resting heavily on the carved pommel of his broadsword. His silver-streaked dark hair caught the firelight, and his piercing golden eyes swept over the rebellious council with a cold, terrifying stillness. Though corrupt lords had dared to raise their voices in Asher’s
Claimed By My Mate's Uncle 21. The Midnight Ride
Night fell over the Northern wilderness with a bitter, starry quiet. The sky overhead was a velvet tapestry of deep indigo, dusted with millions of diamond-like stars and lit by the pale silver crescent of the moon.They had mounted their warhorses and set off along the sweeping mountain trails, the rhythmic thud of hooves against hard dirt echoing through the silent forest.As the miles melted away behind them, an undeniable shift settled over the space between them. The old, prickly defenses, the rigid formality, and the sharp, defensive hostility that had defined their relationship for five long years had quietly vanished, burned away in the fires of the secluded cottage and the blood of the border tavern.Yet, in its place was a heavy, intoxicating tension that made Estrella’s pulse hammer against her ribs.Riding
Claimed By My Mate's Uncle 20. Shadows & The Interrogation
The stifling haze of pipe smoke, spilled mead, and fresh blood still hung heavy over the splintered remains of The Drunken Wyvern. Blood pooled between the stone floorboards, painting a macabre picture of the swift, brutal slaughter that had transpired in mere minutes.Asher stood amid the carnage, towering and unyielding, breathing slowly and steadily as he slid the silver viper dagger into his dark leather belt. Beside him, Estrella wiped a thin sheen of sweat from her forehead with the back of her sleeve, her eyes sweeping over the quiet tavern to ensure no hidden threats remained.The bar door slowly creaked open, and a terrified, middle-aged tavern owner poked his head out from behind the counter, shaking like a leaf in a winter gale. His face was pale as chalk, his hands trembling violently
Claimed By My Mate's Uncle 5. The Beast's Claim
The thick, copper taste of Dominic Varkov’s blood coated Rosalie’s tongue, a metallic brand that felt like a permanent iron shackle around her soul. The ancient incantations chanted by the trembling High Priest still echoed in the freezing night air, vibrating
Claimed By My Mate's Uncle 4. Forced Marriage
The silence of the clearing was deafening. Thousands of eyes were pinned on Rosalie Ashford, but she only had eyes for Prince Cassian. There was so much pain in her teary eyes as she pleaded with her eyes, but he didn't offer her a single glance.The silver threads of the mate bond were still puls
Claimed By My Mate's Uncle 3. Her Precious Hope
Rosalie stood in the center of her cramped attic. Her eyes were fixed on the broken mirror in front of her. She has freshly showered, and her skin glows.Stepping out of her ragged clothing, she stared at the beautiful dress she had stitched out of torn dresses of Carolina.Rosalie put on the dress
Claimed By My Mate's Uncle 2. Dangerous Stranger
Tears streamed down Rosalie's cheeks as she tried to free her arm from her mom's grip, but it was of no use.She dragged her to the tree near the woods. Rosalie panicked and shook her head violently, but Penelope didn't listen.She forced her against the tree and tied her hands with the ropes behin
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