Todos os capítulos de DEAR EX, I AM YOUR UNCLE'S MATE: Capítulo 141 - Capítulo 150

Annabel staggered to her feet, the frigid air biting her skin as the massive figure loomed above her. Its form, forged from jagged shadows and frost, pulsed with an unnatural glow. Every instinct screamed at her to run, but she planted her feet firmly on the shattered ice.“Elijah!” she shouted, scanning the crumbled battlefield. He was nowhere in sight.A guttural laugh rolled from the towering being, its icy breath fogging the space between them. “You should worry about yourself, wolf.” Its voice was layered, as if a thousand whispered threats spoke in unison.“Where is he?” Annabel demanded, claws extending. Her voice was steady, but her heart raced.The being lifted a massive hand, revealing Elijah sprawled across the ice, motionless. Blood trickled from his temple, staining the snow beneath him.Annabel’s chest tightened. “If he’s dead—”“You’ll what?” The figure stepped forward, each movement causing the ice to groan under its weight. “Kill me? You don’t even understand what yo

Annabel hit the frozen ground hard, gasping as the impact forced the air from her lungs. Pain surged up her side, but she couldn’t stop. She scrambled to her feet, her eyes darting through the swirling shadows surrounding her. The rogue wolf’s laughter echoed through the void-like space, a mocking cadence that seemed to seep into her bones.Elijah’s voice cut through the chaos. “Annabel, get to the center! We need to draw it out!”Her claws scraped against the icy surface as she turned to find him. He stood near a jagged pillar of black ice, holding the obsidian blade tightly, its edges glowing faintly with the same sickly green hue that had marked the rogue’s lair.“Easier said than done!” she snapped, dodging a lashing shadow that slammed into the ground where she had been moments before.The rogue wolf’s voice boomed around them. “Run, hide, fight—it doesn’t matter. You can’t escape what’s coming.”Annabel growled low in her throat. “Why don’t you stop talking and face me?”The sh

The ground slammed into Annabel, the force jarring her spine. She groaned, pulling herself to her knees. Around her, chunks of ice and rock littered the cavern floor, dimly illuminated by the faint blue glow of the shattered core remnants.“Elijah?” she called, her voice hoarse.“I’m here,” he answered, somewhere to her left. She followed the sound, crawling over jagged shards of ice until she spotted him. He was sprawled on the ground, gripping the obsidian blade like a lifeline.“You good?” she asked, already helping him to his feet.“No,” he admitted, his voice strained. “But I’m alive. That’s enough.”A sound echoed behind them, low and guttural. Annabel froze, her eyes darting to the source. From the shadows, a figure emerged—tattered, bleeding, but still standing. The rogue wolf.“You think this is over?” it snarled, its voice layered with fury and desperation. “You’ve only delayed what’s coming.”Annabel positioned herself between Elijah and the rogue. “You talk too much for so

Annabel clenched her fists, glaring at the grotesque figure in front of her. It wasn’t Elijah or any of her wolves—it was something entirely foreign, with eyes like voids and a shape that flickered between forms, struggling to settle. Its presence felt wrong, as though the space around it was bending under its influence.“Where am I?” she demanded, her voice steady despite the unease crawling up her spine.The creature’s face shifted, forming a mouth that stretched into a crooked grin. “The in-between,” it rasped. “Where pieces go when they no longer fit.”“Pieces?” Annabel took a step forward. “I’m not a piece. Take me back.”The creature’s grin widened. “You can’t go back, little wolf. Not until you face what you are.”She didn’t wait for it to explain. She lunged, claws bared, aiming for its throat. The creature exploded into smoke, reforming behind her in an instant.“Fighting won’t work here,” it said, almost amused. “This place doesn’t bend to you. You bend to it.”Annabel turne

Annabel hit the jagged ground hard, her grip loosening on the blade as the impact drove the air from her lungs. Darkness closed in for a heartbeat before the flickering red glow from the shattered fissures above cast an eerie light over the cavern.“Elijah?” she gasped, forcing herself upright.He landed beside her moments later, his hybrid form rippling with power as he scanned their surroundings. His eyes narrowed. “We’ve dropped straight into its lair.”The shadowy figure that had emerged from the gate loomed overhead, its amorphous body pulsing with malevolent energy. It spoke again, its voice vibrating with raw power. “You brought my prison to me. You’ve handed me freedom.”Annabel snatched up the blade, its glow flickering weakly as if sensing the overwhelming power before it. “We’re not here to free you,” she said, standing her ground. “We’re here to end this.”The figure laughed, a sound that sent a chill through Annabel’s bones. “You cannot fight what you do not understand.”