LOGINShare
Chapter 27: A Voice for Samuel
Last Updated:
2025-03-14 10:53:57
Related chapters
My Ex's Uncle Claims Me as His Luna Chapter 28: War of the Wines
(Layla’s POV)Red wine soaked through my blouse, the cold liquid sending a shock down my spine. Droplets splattered onto the marble floor, looking disturbingly like blood on the white stone. Conversation around us faltered as nearby wolves turned to watch the unfolding drama.Amanda’s lips curled into a triumphant smile that didn’t touch her eyes. This was no accident—her aim had been too perfect, her timing too calculated.I assessed my options within seconds. I could walk away gracefully, showing Amanda that her childish tactics were beneath me. I could report her to Raymond, letting official channels handle her misconduct.Or I could retaliate in kind.My decision was formed instantly.I looked down at my full plate, considering each item carefully. Then, slowly, I picked up a strip of crispy bacon and pressed it firmly against Amanda’s chest, dragging it downward to leave a greasy streak across her pristine white dress.Her mouth fell open in shock, eyes widening comically. Before
Last Updated : 2025-03-14My Ex's Uncle Claims Me as His Luna Chapter 29: Unsaid
(Layla’s POV)I scrubbed viciously at the red wine stains blooming across my white blouse, cursing under my breath as the cheap break room hand soap did absolutely nothing against the stubborn discoloration.The Council Hall break room smelled of burnt coffee and microwave popcorn, ugly ceiling bulbs rattling noisily from the ceiling. My blazer hung over a nearby chair, saved from Amanda’s petty attack.“Stupid wine. Stupid Amanda. Stupid formal event requiring white clothing,” I muttered, dabbing ineffectually at the largest stain with a wet paper towel.The door squeaked open behind me. In the mirror above the sink, I caught Samuel’s reflection as he entered. His formal robes remained immaculate despite the wound on his arm, which looked angrier under the harsh lighting.“Having any luck?” he asked, nodding toward my blouse.“About as much luck as trying to train a fish to climb trees,” I sighed, tossing another ruined paper towel into the overflowing trash can. “This is probably a l
Last Updated : 2025-03-14My Ex's Uncle Claims Me as His Luna Chapter 30: Family History
(Layla’s POV)I stared down the empty hallway, goosebumps rising on my arms despite the building’s warmth. Something about that shadow had seemed familiar, stirring an uneasy feeling in my gut.“Layla?” Samuel appeared on my shoulder. “What is it?”I stepped back into the break room, letting the door swing shut. “I thought I saw someone in the hallway. A shadow moving past the door.”“Probably just another Council member,” Samuel suggested, though his posture had become more alert, his senses clearly scanning for potential threats.“Maybe,” I agreed, not entirely convinced. The shadow had moved with a furtive quality that struck me as suspicious rather than casual.Samuel studied my face. “You seem disturbed by it.”“Just jumpy, I guess.” I returned to the sink, gathering my damp blazer and resuming my battle with the wine stains. “Between Amanda’s stunts and everything else that’s happened lately, I’m seeing threats in every shadow.”Samuel leaned against the counter, his bandaged arm
Last Updated : 2025-03-14My Ex's Uncle Claims Me as His Luna Chapter 31: One Week
(Layla’s POV)Frank didn’t look good. His once-handsome face had grown gaunt, cheeks hollowed and eyes sunken into dark sockets. The expensive clothes he’d once favored had been replaced by a stained T-shirt and wrinkled jeans that hung off his frame. The reek of alcohol and unwashed body odor knocked the breath from my lungs.“What are you doing here, Frank?” I demanded, gripping my keys tighter, the metal digging into my palm. “Mom has a restraining order against you.”He flicked ash onto the sidewalk, lips curling into a sneer. “That piece of paper? Meaningless. This is still my territory too, princess.”“You abandoned any claim to territory when you gambled away our savings and beat my mother,” I shot back, my voice steady despite the anger bubbling beneath. “You need to leave. Now.”“So fierce,” Frank laughed, pushing himself off the wall. “But I’m not going anywhere until I get what I came for.”“The money and jewelry weren’t enough? What more could you possibly take from us?”“M
Last Updated : 2025-03-14My Ex's Uncle Claims Me as His Luna Chapter 32: The Mystery Woman
(Layla’s POV)The alarm clock’s shrill beeping jolted me from sleep, dreams of Frank’s threats still clinging to my consciousness.I opened my eyes to a room still in disarray from Frank’s break-in—drawers half-emptied, belongings scattered across surfaces.I’d been too exhausted last night to continue cleaning up.After a quick shower and breakfast with Mom, I gathered my things for Annie’s session, mind still roiling over Frank’s ultimatum.Ten thousand might as well be a million—impossible to produce on my current income. Even with the Chairman election pending, Samuel would notice such a large sum missing from pack accounts. And Mason…No. I wouldn’t involve either of them in this mess. Frank was my problem to solve.As I opened the front door, a metallic clink caught my attention. I looked down to find a set of car keys lying on the welcome mat, a small silver wolf charm dangling from the keyring.“What the…?” I murmured, bending to pick them up.I stepped outside, scanning the p
Last Updated : 2025-03-14My Ex's Uncle Claims Me as His Luna Chapter 33: Auntie Barbara
(Layla’s POV)I stared at the woman standing beside Samuel, momentarily frozen in place by her unexpected presence. She looked to be in her early thirties, perhaps five years older than me.The room suddenly felt smaller, the air heavier. I became acutely aware of my simple jeans and t-shirt, of my hair pulled back in a practical ponytail, of the dust and sweat from massaging Annie’s legs. Next to this woman, I felt like a grubby child.Those calculating green eyes swept over me, assessing and dismissing me in seconds. Her high and thin eyebrows arched questioningly as she turned to Samuel.“And who might this be?” she asked, her voice cultured but cold, like expensive champagne served over ice.“This is Layla Wilkes,” Samuel replied, gesturing toward me. “She’s Annie’s nanny and tutor. Layla has been instrumental in Annie’s rehabilitation.”I forced a polite smile, trying not to fidget under her scrutiny. “Nice to meet you.”The woman’s ruby lips curved in a smile that never reached h
Last Updated : 2025-03-14My Ex's Uncle Claims Me as His Luna Chapter 34: Secrets Overheard
(Layla’s POV)Annie’s bedroom looked like it had been hit by a small, controlled tornado. Books and papers littered her desk, colored pencils rolled across the floor, and her tablet balanced precariously on the edge of her bed.She’d been in the middle of several projects before my arrival, and then Barbara’s, had distracted her.“Let me guess,” I said, surveying the chaos as I maneuvered her wheelchair to the desk. “You started homework, got bored, switched to drawing, got bored again, and moved on to your tablet?”Annie grinned sheepishly. “I was waiting for you. Math is more fun when you explain it.”“Nice save,” I chuckled, gathering up the scattered papers. “But flattery won’t get you out of fractions today.”I found her math workbook beneath a pile of sketches—surprisingly good drawings of wolves running through forests. Annie had talent beyond her years, capturing movement and emotion in just a few pencil strokes.“These are really good,” I told her, setting aside the artwork ca
Last Updated : 2025-03-14My Ex's Uncle Claims Me as His Luna Chapter 35: Caught in the Act
(Layla’s POV)The burning water trickled down my wrist as Barbara and I stared at each other, neither of us moving. Her green eyes glittered dangerously, her red painted lips pressed into a thin line of displeasure. Behind her, Samuel rose from his desk, his face giving nothing away.“Well, well,” Barbara said coldly. “Eavesdropping on private conversations now? Is that part of your nanny duties?”My cheeks blazed with heat, but I forced myself to meet her gaze. “I was getting water for Annie.” I held up the glass as evidence, water still dripping from my fingers.“Right outside our door? How convenient.” Barbara stepped into the hallway, her arms crossing over her chest. “And how much did you hear?”“Nothing,” I lied, wiping my wet hand on my jeans. “I was just passing by.”“With your ear pressed to the door?” Barbara asked skeptically. “Do you think I’m stupid, girl?”“Barbara,” Samuel warned, appearing behind her in the doorway.She ignored him, moving closer to me. “You know what I
Last Updated : 2025-03-14
Latest chapter
My Ex's Uncle Claims Me as His Luna Chapter 59: Recovery and Revelations
Layla’s POVI woke up slowly, my body feeling like it weighed a thousand pounds. Sunlight streamed through unfamiliar curtains, momentarily confusing me until I remembered—I was in Samuel’s house, in the guest room.Images from the previous night flooded back: Barbara’s betrayal, the wolfsbane poison, Samuel’s burned hands.Pushing myself to a sitting position took more effort than it should have. The lingering effects of the poison made every muscle ache.As my vision cleared fully, I noticed I wasn’t alone in the room.Annie sat quietly in her wheelchair beside my bed, her small hands folded in her lap. Her big, round eyes never left my face, watching with an intensity that surprised me.“Annie?” I croaked, my voice still rough.Her face lit up instantly. She wheeled closer, then practically launched herself from the chair onto the bed beside me. Her thin arms wrapped around my neck as she buried her face against my shoulder, her body shaking with sobs.“I thought you were gonna die!
My Ex's Uncle Claims Me as His Luna Chapter 58: Healing Touch
Samuel’s POVI burst through the mansion doors, Moonvine clutched in my bloody hands. Dr. Mercer jumped up from beside Layla’s bed when I entered her room, his eyes widening at my appearance.“You actually got it,” he said disbelievingly, taking the plants from my grasp.I didn’t waste time responding, moving instead to Layla’s side. Her condition had deteriorated—her breathing now came in short, irregular gasps, and the black blood had spread to stain her pillow.Dr. Mercer worked quickly, crushing the Moonvine into a small mortar. The purple leaves released a thick, luminescent juice that he collected in a small glass vial. He added several drops from other bottles, swirling the mixture until it turned a bright silver color.“Hold her head up,” he instructed.I slid my arm beneath Layla’s neck, gently lifting her. Dr. Mercer carefully parted her lips and let the silver liquid drip into her mouth. For several seconds, nothing happened.Then her body stiffened violently. Her back arche
My Ex's Uncle Claims Me as His Luna Chapter 57: The Descent
Samuel’s POVMy car skidded to a halt at the edge of the forest clearing. I jumped out, not bothering to close the door behind me. The Moonlight Well stood in the center of the clearing, moonlight reflecting off its ancient stone rim.No fence surrounded it—no wolf would willingly approach the silver-lined depths.The forest around me remained eerily silent, as if holding its breath. I approached the well, my footsteps crunching on fallen leaves. Looking down, I saw nothing but darkness. The depths seemed to go on endlessly, swallowing even my enhanced vision.A thick rope hung from a rusted metal hook—left by humans who occasionally came to make wishes or drop coins. I tested it, yanking hard. It held firm.Taking a deep breath, I removed my shirt and shoes, keeping only my pants. The fewer clothes to restrict movement, the better. I wrapped my hands in thin strips torn from my shirt—pathetic protection against silver, but better than nothing.I grabbed the rope and swung my legs over
My Ex's Uncle Claims Me as His Luna Chapter 56: Two Hours
Samuel’s POVI ran toward Layla’s room, my lungs burning from exertion. The hallway seemed endless as my feet pounded against the marble floor. When I reached her door, I didn’t bother knocking—I pushed it open with enough force to make it crash against the wall.“Layla!” I called out, rushing to her bedside.The sight froze my blood. Layla lay motionless on the bed, her skin ghostly white against the dark sheets. Thin trails of blackened blood leaked from the corners of her mouth, unmistakable signs of wolfsbane poisoning. Her chest barely moved with shallow breaths.“Jack!” I roared, my voice shaking the walls. “Get in here now!”My Beta appeared at the doorway seconds later, his eyes widening at the scene before him.“Barbara poisoned her,” I snarled, checking Layla’s pulse. It fluttered weakly beneath my fingers. “She’s escaping as we speak. Find her. Bring her back.”Jack’s face hardened. “Yes, Alpha.”“And send for Dr. Mercer,” I ordered sharply. “Tell him it’s wolfsbane poisonin
My Ex's Uncle Claims Me as His Luna Chapter 55: Green Truth
Samuel’s POV“Dad?” Annie asked after a moment of silence. “I’m thirsty.”I nodded, grateful for the simple request after our heavy conversation. “I’ll get you some water.”“Thanks,” she mumbled, already looking sleepy again.I stood up from beside her bed and walked toward the kitchen, my mind still processing Annie’s surprising maturity about her mother’s absence. The hallway stretched dark and silent before me, the mansion quiet at this late hour.The kitchen was empty when I entered it. I flipped on a small light over the sink, keeping it dim to avoid disturbing anyone nearby. As I reached for a glass from the cabinet, something unusual in the trash can beside the counter caught my eye.Dark, strange-looking food remains drew my attention immediately.I filled Annie’s water glass first, placing it on a small tray, then looked closer at the trash. What appeared to be leftover soup—Annie’s dinner from earlier—had oddly blackened edges around the bowl that didn’t look like normal food
My Ex's Uncle Claims Me as His Luna Chapter 54: Midnight Confidences
Samuel’s POVI carefully pushed open Layla’s door with my foot, entering the darkened room. I gently laid Layla down on the bed, taking care not to wake her as I removed her shoes and pulled a light blanket over her sleeping form.She stirred slightly, murmuring something unintelligible before settling deeper into the pillows. I stood watching her for a moment longer than necessary, struck by a strange reluctance to leave.With effort, I turned away, closing her door silently behind me. Annie waited in the hallway, making no attempt to hide her presence now.“You carried her,” she stated simply.“She fell asleep watching over you,” I explained, keeping my voice neutral. “She needed proper rest.”Annie’s expression remained skeptical. “You could have woken her up.”“She was exhausted.”“Mmhmm,” Annie hummed, clearly unconvinced by my practical explanation.I crouched down, bringing myself to her eye level.“You’re supposed to be sleeping,” I whispered.Annie shrugged. “Couldn’t sleep. M
My Ex's Uncle Claims Me as His Luna Chapter 53: Night Vigil
Samuel’s POVI watched Layla refuse to leave Annie’s side despite Barbara’s vicious accusations. The determined set of her jaw told me everything about her character. Even with Barbara claiming her therapy had caused this mysterious pain, Layla insisted on staying to help.“I’ll monitor her through the night,” Layla told me quietly. “If anything changes, I’ll wake you immediately.”Barbara scoffed loudly. “Haven’t you done enough damage? The girl needs family, not more amateur meddling.”“Barbara,” I said sharply, “enough.”She opened her mouth to argue, but something in my expression made her reconsider. With a final dirty look at Layla, she stormed out of the room, her angry footsteps echoing down the hallway.Annie’s pain seemed to subside gradually after Barbara’s “remedy,” though I remained skeptical of its actual effectiveness. More likely the pain was simply running its natural course.“You should get some rest,” Layla urged me around midnight. “I’ll stay with her.”I hesitated,
My Ex's Uncle Claims Me as His Luna Chapter 52: Betrayal
Barbara’s POVI slipped through the shadows of the hallway, the small glass vial cold against my palm. My heart raced as I paused outside the kitchen, listening for any movement inside. Silence.Perfect.The kitchen lay dark and empty when I entered, moonlight spilling through the windows to illuminate the neat counters. Chef Marco had prepared Annie’s dinner earlier—a special vegetable soup she loved. I located the covered pot easily, still warm on the stove for her evening meal.I uncorked the vial, the bitter smell of Witherbone Powder making my nose wrinkle. Ancient werewolf poison—not enough to kill, just enough to cause temporary pain and muscle spasms. Untraceable in food unless specifically tested for.The powder dissolved instantly in the hot soup, leaving no visible trace. I stirred it thoroughly, making sure no telltale residue remained along the edges of the pot.“What are you doing?”I nearly dropped the empty vial as I whirled around. Mrs. Hayes stood in the doorway, her
My Ex's Uncle Claims Me as His Luna Chapter 51: A Victory Embrace
Layla’s POVI couldn’t believe my eyes. Annie stood there, wobbling but definitely upright, her small hands gripping the edge of her bed frame. Her legs trembled with effort, but they held her weight. My heart soared at this miraculous sight—all our hard work was finally paying off.Before I could speak, strong arms suddenly wrapped around me, yanking me backward. Samuel pulled me against his chest so forcefully that air rushed from my lungs. His arms crushed me tight, my back pressed firmly against his front. The cologne he wore filled my senses—cedar and something spicy I couldn’t name. His heart pounded against my shoulder blade, rapid and powerful.For a moment, I forgot to breathe. Not because he squeezed me too tight—though he definitely did—but because the physical contact shocked me. Samuel never touched anyone casually. This sudden embrace felt like being caught in a storm—unexpected, powerful, overwhelming.Just as abruptly, Samuel released me and stepped back. I gasped, f
