Semua Bab DEAR EX, I AM YOUR UNCLE'S MATE: Bab 101 - Bab 110

Annabel blocked the blow with her forearm, the force sending her stumbling back. Leah’s successor—this new, towering figure—didn’t let up. It swung again, faster this time, and Annabel dropped to one knee to dodge.“You don’t look so invincible now,” the creature growled. Its voice dripped with mockery.Damian leapt at it from behind, claws outstretched. He raked its side, drawing dark, thick blood. The creature hissed in pain but barely flinched. It swung its arm, catching Damian mid-air and slamming him into the ground.Annabel scrambled forward. “Damian!”He groaned, rolling onto his side. “I’m fine. Focus!”She didn’t have time to argue. The creature turned its gaze back to her, its glowing red eyes narrowing. “You’ve been a thorn in my side long enough, Annabel.”“How do you know my name?” she demanded, circling it, trying to buy time.“I know everything about you,” it said, its lips curling into a twisted smile. “And soon, you’ll know what it means to lose everything.”It lunged

Elijah stumbled, gripping his side as the mist creature swirled around them, its laughter booming. Annabel clenched her fists, her eyes darting between the figure and Elijah.“You’re running on fumes,” she said, stepping in front of him. “You can’t hold this thing off alone anymore.”“I’m not trying to,” Elijah said through gritted teeth. His voice was low, controlled. “But if I don’t do something now, none of us walk away.”“Then let us help!” Annabel snapped, her frustration flaring. “You don’t get to decide that you’re the martyr.”The creature’s next attack came fast—a shadowy arm lashing toward them with razor-sharp precision. Annabel pushed Elijah out of the way and lunged, slashing at the mist with her claws. It recoiled with a guttural growl, but the force sent her skidding back.Damian stepped up, his face set in determination. “This thing doesn’t fight like anything I’ve seen. It’s reading us.” He flexed his claws, his gaze shifting to Annabel. “So we stop being predictable.

The beast’s shadow loomed over the clearing, massive and grotesque. Its eyes glowed, fixating on Elijah with a malicious intelligence that sent a ripple of unease through the group. Annabel stepped forward instinctively, positioning herself between the entity and Elijah, whose golden aura still flickered faintly.“You’ve led them to this point, little queen,” the beast growled, its voice a deep rumble that seemed to come from everywhere. “But it ends here.”Before Annabel could respond, it lunged. She met the attack head-on, slashing upward with her claws, her strike barely grazing its hardened skin. The impact threw her back several feet, and she rolled to a crouch, breathless but unyielding.Damian sprang into action, charging at the creature with a roar. His claws dug into its side, but it whipped its tail, sending him crashing into a tree with a sickening thud.“Stay down!” Annabel shouted at Damian, her focus darting between him and the advancing monster.The rogue wolf darted pa

Annabel moved first, her claws gleaming as she stepped toward the figure in the clearing. Her eyes narrowed, her voice steady. “You’re supposed to be dead.”The woman smiled, tilting her head. “I’m full of surprises, aren’t I? Did you really think it would end with the pack’s rebellion? That I’d just disappear?”“Evangeline,” Damian muttered, his voice low and sharp. “What the hell are you doing here?”Evangeline ignored him, her gaze fixed on Annabel. “I’ve been watching, sister. Waiting. You’ve made such a mess of things. It’s almost impressive.”Annabel tightened her fists, every fiber of her being ready to strike. “You don’t get to call me that. You lost that right the day you betrayed the pack.”Evangeline’s smile widened. “Betrayed? Oh, Annabel. Betrayal is such a subjective term, don’t you think? I chose a different path, one with far more power. And yet, here you are, stumbling through the remnants of a broken pack.”“Annabel,” Damian warned, stepping closer. “She’s stalling.

“You’re slowing down,” Evangeline taunted, her voice sharp and mocking. She paced just outside Annabel’s reach, her fingers twitching as if daring Annabel to make a move. Behind her, the colossal figure continued to rise, its outline massive and unrelenting, the glow from its eyes cutting through the darkness.Annabel wiped blood from her mouth, forcing herself to stand straighter. “Funny. You talk like you’ve already won.” She flexed her claws, the tips crackling with faint remnants of the fissure’s energy. Her limbs ached, every nerve screaming, but she wouldn’t give Evangeline the satisfaction of seeing her break.“Annabel!” The rogue’s shout snapped her focus. He was circling the edge of the battlefield, his fur matted and streaked with dirt. “It’s too big. Whatever you’re planning, do it fast, or we’re all dead.”“Working on it,” Annabel muttered, her gaze darting to the giant figure. Its form was becoming clearer—grotesque and ancient, its limbs marked with runes that pulsed in