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71. King's Wife
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2026-07-12 23:31:06
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Claimed By My Mate's Uncle 86. The Ashes of Secrecy
The orange flames roared furiously into the black night sky, hungrily devouring the weathered wooden roof and beams of the coastal stone cottage. Ash and thick, dark smoke billowed over the rugged cliffside, whipped violently into swirling whirlpools by the biting ocean breeze. Below, the relentless waves crashed against the rocks, as if trying to drown out the sound of the crackling inferno.At the edge of the burning threshold, the two scarred rogue mercenaries stood in the dirt, spitting furiously onto the ground. Their heavy broadswords were unsheathed, glinting with red reflections from the fire, their soot-stained faces twisted in absolute, bitter frustration. They had been inches away from a life-altering fortune, inches away from dragging the runaway Luna straight back to King Dominic for a million gold pieces. Now, their prize had slipped right through their fingers, disappearing into the pitch-black, churning ocean.
Claimed By My Mate's Uncle 85. Into The Dark Tide
The suffocating stillness of the cottage felt heavier with every passing second. Rosalie sat on the edge of her mattress, her cold fingers wrapped tightly around her knees as tears of guilt silently tracked down her cheeks.She couldn't stop thinking about Ezekiel, his innocent people, and the terrifying war camp Dominic had built right on the border. She had brought this chaos to their doorstep. By running away, she hadn't just risked her own survival and the tiny, hidden heartbeat inside her womb; she had put an entire kingdom in the crosshairs of a feral, unhinged beast.Suddenly, the quiet night was shattered.Outside, the faint crunch of heavy, iron-booted footsteps echoed against the gravel path. Rosalie froze, her breath hitching in her throat."Check around the sides," a low, gravelly voice rasped right outside her bedro
Claimed By My Mate's Uncle 84. Shadows On The Border
The mud along the borderlands was dark, thick, and stained with the sweat of hundreds of restless warhorses. A heavy, suffocating silence hung over the neutral territory, broken only by the distant snap of Northern banners whipping in the cold wind.In the center of the makeshift encampment stood Dominic.He looked like an absolute nightmare, a phantom straight out of a horror story. He wore no polished armor, no regal robes, and no crown. His dark tunic was torn, stained with dirt and dried crimson blood from his own split knuckles. His long black hair was wild, hanging in greasy strands over a face that had grown hollow, pale, and unhinged. But the most terrifying thing about the Supreme King of the North was his eyes. The warm amber was completely gone, swallowed whole by a pitch-black void of pure, psychotic obsession.He hadn't slept in days. He hadn't was
Claimed By My Mate's Uncle 83. The Silent Siege
The cold light of dawn crept through the small glass window of the coastal cottage, casting pale gray shadows across the wooden floorboards.Rosalie sat up slowly in bed, her eyes swollen and stinging from a night spent weeping into her pillow. The mattress beside her was cold, empty, and silent. Her heart was a shattered mess, raw with the unbearable grief of Dominic’s betrayal, but as she looked down at her lap, her hands instinctively drifted to her flat stomach.I have to be strong, she thought, wiping a stray tear from her cheek. I am not just fighting for myself anymore.She glanced at the small wooden nightstand. Resting beside a pitcher of water was the glass vial containing Morana’s silver potion. Rosalie checked the position of the morning sun; it was time. Exactly twenty-four hours since her last dose.With trembling fingers, she uncorked the vial. The liquid swirled with that strange, icy magic, smelling sharply of crushed mint and iron. Rosalie brought the glass to her li
Claimed By My Mate's Uncle 82. Her Heart Breaking Peace
The small stone cottage sat nestled against the rugged coastal cliffs, its weathered walls wrapped in wild rosemary and creeping ivy. Below, the vast southern ocean stretched out toward the horizon, its deep blue waves crashing rhythmically against the shore. The air here was entirely different from the harsh, biting frost of the Amber Court; it was warm, thick with the scent of salt, blooming jasmine, and soft freedom.Inside, the cottage was small but incredibly cozy. A gentle fire crackled in the stone hearth, casting a golden, welcoming glow across the wooden floors.Josy, the mute housekeeper Ezekiel had meticulously chosen, greeted Rosalie with a deep, respectful bow and a warmth that melted the last bits of tension from her shoulders. In that moment, Josy reminded her of Martha, and sadness settled in her gaze.Without a single word, Josy moved with a qu
Claimed By My Mate's Uncle 81. Masking Scent
The silver fluid inside the glass vial swirled like a miniature, captured storm cloud. Rosalie sat on the edge of the wooden cot, her fingers trembling so violently the glass clinked against her fingernails. She looked down at the potion, then pressed her other hand flat against her stomach. The realization that a tiny, fragile heartbeat was hidden beneath her skin gave her a sudden, fierce wave of maternal bravery.With a sharp intake of breath, she uncorked the vial and brought it to her lips, swallowing the first few drops.The potion tasted of crushed mint and freezing iron, sliding down her throat like liquid ice. Instantly, a strange, numbing sensation washed over her skin, vibrating through her veins. Her inner wolf let out a quiet, confused whine before falling completely silent, tucked away beneath a heavy shroud of ancient magic.Ezekiel stepped close
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 1. Life of Misery
Life was not that bad.That was what she always told herself. Even in the worst circumstances, she always told herself that life would get better for her one day. She didn't even wish for a good life; she just hoped it would get better one day, and that was all.But certain things weren't written i
Claimed By My Mate's Uncle 7. My Bride
A wave of ice-cold dread clouded her very soul, freezing the blood in her veins. No... Her mind screamed as the realization hit her like a physical blow. Why did he want her dressed in the purest of silk
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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