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165. The Vow Before the Storm
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2026-09-26 15:00:42The royal courtyard of the northern capital was a storm of iron, fire, and shifting armor. Flags of the unified Continental alliance snapped against the cold, rising wind as soldiers assembled into tight ranks. Supply wagons were strapped down, warhorns tested, and heavy steeds readied for the long march toward the jagged cliffs of the Western Wastes.
Deep within the innermost sanctuary of the palace, the atmosphere was hauntingly quie
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Claimed By My Mate's Uncle 166. March into the West Wastes
The transition from the Northern Kingdom’s border into the Western Wastes felt like stepping off the edge of the living world. The lush greenery and rolling hills vanished, replaced by jagged, ink-black mountain ranges and desolate, frozen earth. An unnatural obsidian frost covered the barren ground, glistening beneath a dark, overcast sky where the sun bled into a dull, sickly gray. A biting, sulfur-scented wind swept across the wasteland, carrying a low, hollow howl that sounded almost human.At the head of the Continental Alliance army, King Dominic rode his massive warhorse, his dark steel armor gleaming under the muted sky. Beside him rode Alpha Eldric, his jaw set in iron determination, while Garrett and Killian commanded the flank units, their hands never straying far from their sword hilts.Behind the main vanguard, surrounded by a heavy escort of elite royal guards and Morana&rs
Claimed By My Mate's Uncle 165. The Vow Before the Storm
The royal courtyard of the northern capital was a storm of iron, fire, and shifting armor. Flags of the unified Continental alliance snapped against the cold, rising wind as soldiers assembled into tight ranks. Supply wagons were strapped down, warhorns tested, and heavy steeds readied for the long march toward the jagged cliffs of the Western Wastes.Deep within the innermost sanctuary of the palace, the atmosphere was hauntingly quiet.In the heavy, fortified nursery, three-year-old Ashley and five-year-old Asher rested peacefully beneath Morana’s silver cloaking seal, with Jenny and Josy sleeping beside them. Standing guard just outside the carved oak doors was Griat. Griat stood in full plate armor, his broadsword unsheathed and resting point-down on the stone floor, his sharp eyes scanning the corridor."They will not take a single step into th
Claimed By My Mate's Uncle 164. The Hidden Threat
The ride back to the royal fortress was a blur of thundering hooves and suffocating dread. Dominic rode at the absolute front, his posture rigid and his golden eyes scanning the dense treeline for any sign of unnatural movement. Inside the royal carriage, Rosalie held Ashley tightly against her chest, her arms wrapped protectively around Asher, who sat unusually quiet. The warm, golden paradise of the sunflower fields felt like a distant, fading dream, replaced by a cold, heavy silence that clung to the air like smoke.The moment the carriage thundered through the heavy iron gates of the palace, Dominic vaulted off his mount before the stallion had even come to a full halt."Griat!" Dominic’s voice boomed across the cobbled courtyard, loud and authoritative, instantly cutting through the daily bustle of guards and servants.Captain Griat got off his horse
Claimed By My Mate's Uncle 163. Sunflowers & Shadows
The morning sun streamed through the arched stained-glass windows of the grand dining hall, painting the white marble floor in dazzling shades of gold, amber, and ruby. The heavy oak dining table was filled with a lavish morning feast: freshly baked bread, sweet wild berry preserves, roasted meats, and jugs of rich, fresh milk.After the fiery, unrestrained heat of their private evening that continued throughout the night in the bathing chamber, King Dominic and Queen Rosalie descended to join their family. Rosalie looked radiant in a soft lavender gown, her dark red hair gathered loosely with a silk ribbon, a faint, contented glow gracing her features. Dominic walked closely at her side, his posture regal, though his golden eyes softened every time they flickered toward his Queen.In the dining hall, the children were already seated in their carved wooden chairs. Across the table, Jenny and G
Claimed By My Mate's Uncle 162. His Passionate Claim
The water sloshed wildly against the marble edges of the tub as the rhythm of their bodies grew faster, wilder, and entirely unrestrained. Every thrust of Dominic’s hips drove Rosalie deeper into the haze of sheer bliss, her nails digging into the hard muscle of his shoulders as her moans echoed off the slick stone walls.The heat between them was suffocating, a fire burning far hotter than the rose-scented bathwater surrounding them. Dominic’s breath blew hot and ragged against her throat, his golden eyes dark with a primal, possessive hunger that had only grown stronger over their five years of marriage. He felt the familiar, intense surge building low in his gut, the threshold of his release drawing dangerously close.Just as the peak threatened to consume him, Dominic froze.A low, guttural growl vibrated in his chest. With
Claimed By My Mate's Uncle 161. Flames in the water
The water in the marble tub sloshed heavily as Dominic pulled Rosalie even closer, refusing to allow a single sliver of air to remain between their bodies. The heat rising from the bath was nothing compared to the feverish fire consuming them both.Breaking the deep kiss for only a second, Dominic dragged his mouth across her cheek, burying his face in the damp, scented curve where her neck met her shoulder. His tongue flicked against the sensitive dip behind her earlobe, making Rosalie catch her breath in a sharp, helpless gasp."Dominic..." she whimpered, her fingers tightening in his dark, wet hair.
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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 6. Scented Bathe
Dominic dismounted the beast in one fluid, predatory movement. His massive hand wrapped around her arm, tugging her down with him. The moment her bare, bruised soles made contact with the freezing cobblestones of the courtyard, Rosalie's knees turned into compl
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