บททั้งหมดของ My Ex's Uncle Claims Me as His Luna: บทที่ 91 - บทที่ 100

Layla’s POVI balanced the heavy document boxes against my hip as I walked through the narrow corridor behind the counting area. The day’s ballots needed to be transported to the secure storage room before I could finally leave the building.The corridor was long and dimly lit, connecting the main election hall to the administrative offices. I’d walked this path dozens of times over the past week, but tonight it felt different. Quieter. More isolated.“Layla.”Samuel’s voice behind me made me freeze mid-step. I hadn’t heard his footsteps over the sound of my own movement, but now he stood blocking the corridor.The encounter was awkward from the start. We’d both been carefully avoiding each other all day—I’d noticed him glancing in my direction during ballot counting, and I’d made sure to keep busy tables and crowds of people between us, but the narrow corridor made escape impossible.“Samuel,” I said carefully, shifting the document boxes to a more secure position. “The storage room i

Samuel’s POVThe hall erupted into absolute chaos the moment the lead protester finished his accusation. What had been a peaceful, if tense, election ceremony transformed into something approaching a riot as pack members who had been forced to pay Mason’s increased taxes surged forward.“Thirty percent!” screamed a woman near the front, waving a crumpled receipt above her head. “Thirty percent more just so he could throw his fancy parties!”“My grandmother couldn’t afford her heart medication because of his tax hike!” shouted another voice from the crowd.More pack members pushed through the doorway, their numbers swelling by the minute. They clutched documents, receipts, official notices—evidence of the financial burden Mason had placed on his own people.An elderly male wolf stepped forward, his voice shaking but forceful. “I had to choose between paying Mason’s taxes and buying insulin for my mate,” he said, tears streaming down his weathered cheeks. “She went without her medicine f

Mason’s POVThe hall fell silent as Elder Raymond raised his ceremonial scepter high above his head. The carved silver wolf at its tip pointed straight at the platform where I stood frozen in humiliation.“By the authority vested in me by the Alpha Council,” Raymond declared, his voice booming through the space, “I hereby invoke Article Twelve of pack law.”My stomach dropped. Article Twelve dealt with the immediate removal of leaders who had committed crimes against their own people.“Alpha Mason of the Sapphire Sky Pack,” Raymond continued, striking his scepter against the wooden platform with a sharp crack, “you are hereby removed from the position of Alpha Chairman, effective immediately.”The words made me stagger back in shock. Everything I’d worked for, schemed for, stolen for—gone in an instant.“Furthermore,” Raymond announced, “you are stripped of all authority within your pack pending a full investigation into allegations of embezzlement, tax fraud, and misuse of emergency f

Layla’s POVI stared at Abigail, completely bewildered by her threat. What did she think I would take from her? Mason was being carted away to prison, their marriage was destroyed, and I wanted nothing to do with any of it.“I don’t understand what you mean,” I said quietly, but Abigail had already turned away, following the guards who carried her unconscious husband.The hall filled with conversation as people processed everything that had just happened. Council members huddled together in urgent discussion while staff members tried to restore some semblance of order to the chaos.Elder Raymond raised his scepter again, striking it against the platform to command attention.“Citizens and pack members,” he announced, “the situation with Alpha Mason has been resolved. However, we still face the matter of leadership for our alliance.”He paused, scanning the assembled crowd with authoritative eyes.“Mason has been removed from his position as Alpha Chairman. The question now becomes whet

Layla’s POVNathaniel’s face turned from red to purple as his shouting grew more intense. Sweat beaded on his forehead despite the cool evening air, and his breathing became rapid and shallow.“She doesn’t deserve this treatment!” he yelled at the guards, his voice growing hoarse. “Abigail has never done anything wrong in her entire life! She’s pure, innocent, devoted only to her family and her unborn child!”The guards exchanged worried glances as Nathaniel’s agitation reached dangerous levels. His hands shook as he gestured wildly, and his words came in rushed bursts.“You will release her immediately!” he demanded. “I don’t care what authority you claim to have! No one—no one—keeps me from my daughter when she needs me!”Suddenly, Nathaniel’s words cut off mid-sentence. His face went from purple to grey in an instant, and his hand flew to his chest, clutching at his shirt.“Can’t—” he gasped, his knees buckling. “Can’t breathe—”He collapsed forward, his weight hitting the ground ha