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153. The Gathering Storm

مؤلف: KATHLEEN HAYAT
last update تاريخ النشر: 2026-09-18 15:00:22

The two-day war countdown was a brutal, relentless clock ticking down to total devastation.

Across the inner courtyards of the Northern fortress, the sharp clang of iron against anvil resounded day and night. Blacksmiths labored under heavy plumes of smoke, sharpening broadswords, refitting heavy breastplates, and shoeing warhorses. Generals and troop commanders barked orders through the chilly mountain air, mobilizing thousands of bat

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  • Claimed By My Mate's Uncle   159: Peaceful Joy

    5 years later.Five golden years had passed since the darkness of Ezekiel’s deceit was shattered and Prince Asher's birth brought peace to the unified realm. Five years of rebuilding, of laughter returning to the marble corridors, and of a peace so deep and untroubled that the bloody battles of the past felt like nothing more than a fading bad dream.The warm afternoon sun spilled across the royal gardens, painting the blooming roses and emerald lawns in hues of molten gold. The air was rich with the sweet scent of jasmine and the bright, unfiltered music of children’s laughter."Look, Mommy! Look how high I can jump!"Five-year-old Prince Asher darted across the grass, his dark hair flying in the wind, his eyes, a striking mirror of his father’s golden gaze, shining with pride. He cleared a sm

  • Claimed By My Mate's Uncle   158. The Broken Hearts

    The atmosphere inside the grand throne hall shifted from joyful celebration to a suffocating, razor-sharp silence.The echoing cheers for Prince Alpha Asher had barely faded before King Dominic’s golden eyes snapped toward the front row of the council. His aura flared with a terrifying, heavy intensity that pressed down upon the marble floor like an invisible mountain. The court lords froze, their breath hitching in their throats as the Alpha King descended the dais, his heavy boots echoing through the cavernous chamber.His gaze locked onto High Elder Karl."You," Dominic spoke, his voice a low, lethal rasp that vibrated through the stone walls. "When Ezekiel's commander brought that false relic forward and staged that monstrous lie, you did not seek truth. You leapt at the chance to degrade your Queen. You stood before this entire court, ignored her cri

  • Claimed By My Mate's Uncle   157. The Heir & The Western Shadow

    The grand throne room of the Amber Court had never seen such majestic splendor. Banners of deep navy velvet, embroidered with the twin crests of the Northern Wolf and the newly annexed Southern Sun, hung from the massive vaulted ceilings.Today was the official presentation and grand naming ceremony of the royal infant.Lords, high nobles, and elite warriors from every corner of the unified realm had traveled for days to attend. Southern lords stood side by side with Northern councilmen, bowing their heads in unified reverence. The whispers of treason and doubt that had once plagued the halls were entirely extinguished, replaced by awe for the King and his unquestioned Queen.Dominic stood atop the dais, clad in immaculate, gold-trimmed black armor. Next to him stood Rosalie, looking ethereal and breathtaking in a gown of shimmering silver silk, her emerald eye

  • Claimed By My Mate's Uncle   156. The King’s Return & The Ultimate Truth

    Two agonizing months passed in the Northern palace, each day heavy with anticipation.Morana remained untraceable, her dark trail vanishing entirely into the western mountain peaks. But inside the royal castle, political whispers had quieted to a dead hush. No elder dared challenge the Queen’s chambers, for Garrett and Griat stood guard like unbreakable iron titans.Inside her quiet sanctuary, Rosalie had maintained her strict, composed routine. She rested, stayed hydrated, ate well, and nurtured her growing body. Her heart remained steady, grounded in the unshakeable certainty that her child’s arrival would clear her name once and for all.Then, on a bitterly cold afternoon, the peaceful silence of the palace shattered into absolute chaos.Rosalie felt a sudden, sharp pain tear through her abdomen, forcing a low gas

  • Claimed By My Mate's Uncle   155. The Head of the Snake & A Unified Realm

    The heavy iron doors of the Southern throne chamber groaned under the weight of Dominic’s strike, bursting inward with a violent, deafening crash.Dominic crossed the threshold alone. His black plate armor was caked in dried gore, his wolf-skin mantle torn, and his eyes blazing with a terrifying, golden Alpha aura that lit up the dimly lit hall.Inside, the grand cavernous room was lined with nearly two dozen elite royal guards. These were Ezekiel’s personal shadow vanguard, massive, battle-hardened Alpha warriors clad in heavy steel, their broadswords already drawn and gleaming in the torchlight. Ezekiel said calmly, like a king on his throne, hiding behind his men like a coward.Dominic did not hesitate. He roared a guttural war cry, a sound so primal it rattled the stained-glass windows above, and charged into the center of the hall.

  • Claimed By My Mate's Uncle   154. Silent Resolve & The War for Blood

    Inside the high stone walls of the Northern palace, a quiet, immovable serenity had taken root.Rosalie withdrew completely into the sanctuary of the royal quarters. The heavy oak doors remained closed to the murmuring court, the opportunistic elders, and the poisonous whispers that still echoed through the distant corridors. She had no desire to defend herself to men who had already judged her, nor would she waste her breath arguing against a relic whose magic had been twisted against her.Instead, she chose isolation.Every morning began with deliberate, tranquil care. With Garrett and Griat standing like impenetrable iron sentinels outside her threshold, Rosalie ensured her days were strictly ordered for the sake of the life growing inside her. She ate rich, nourishing broths, consumed clean mountain herbs, and stayed hydrated with cold spring water

  • 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   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

  • 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

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