Claimed By My Ex's Uncle のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 91 - チャプター 100

Harley’s P.O.V.The iron grip was so strong that I couldn’t even thrash properly. My scream was smothered against the rough palm, my breath hot and trapped. My nails dug desperately in the arm across my throat, but it didn’t budge. My heart thundered in my ears, but I forced my mind to focus. In this strange place, I had to save myself, so I repeated all the instructions of my self-defense teacher in my mind. With a sharp twist, I caught the wrist that was crushing my mouth and shoved it down hard. My other hand shot up, clawing at the forearm around my neck until I had enough leverage. Then, with a sudden drop of my weight, I ducked low, pulled his arm forward, and used his momentum against him.The corridor spun with the movement as I curved his body in the air, flipping him over my shoulder. His back smacked the stone floor with a loud thud. The impact vibrated through me, but I didn’t let go until he was sprawled in front of me, wheezing from the fall.A part of me was relieved

Harley’s P.O.V.The porcelain cup in my hands trembled ever so slightly at that sharp voice, almost slipping away. My stomach twisted. That question felt like a trap, a stone cast on still water to watch how wide the ripples spread. I hadn’t expected that my past would be the topic of discussion in the middle of this ritual.I gripped my cup tighter as the silence in the room pressed in, heavy and expectant. But before I could even attempt to answer, Freya’s voice cut in, firm and clipped.“Harley is becoming part of the Layonx family for the first time. Shouldn't we feel honored to welcome her properly, Lady Ophelia?”A scoff followed Freya’s words as Ophelia didn’t yield. “It’s tradition,” she insisted, each word slow and deliberate, “that these ceremonies are for the newly wedded bride’s welcome. But if she has been married before, what is the point of this grand display? Are we celebrating... seconds?”My breath caught, heat flushing up my neck as Ophelia's voice sharpened furthe

Carlos’s P.O.V.The sight of that old gray wolf had never failed to soften the edges of my soul. Its fur was worn thin, and one buttoned eye was dangling by a thread. But still, it was priceless for me.I brushed my fingers over its rough fabric and for a moment, I was back in the Crystal River Pack as a lonely boy, clutching the only warmth he had. I lifted my gaze to Harley, ready to tell her how much it meant, but paused when I caught her expression. Her eyes were widened, shock flickering there and behind it… questions. Closing the lid halfway, I spoke in a steady tone.“You must be thinking it's just a worn out toy. Don’t hold back, Harley. Say whatever you wish to say.”She arched her brows, her lips twitching with disbelief.“I am just surprised, Carlos. Nothing else.”Her voice was quieter as she revealed.“Actually, your cousins told me that this box contains a token of affection from your past love.”Those rascals!My chest tightened with a mix of irritation and guilt as I

Harley’s P.O.V.A low, guttural growl tore from Carlos’s chest, rumbling through the room like thunder trapped in stone walls. His body shook beside me, every line of him braced to explode.I pressed my hand firmly against his chest, feeling the furious thump of his heart.“Carlos…”I whispered, urging him to hold back as my gaze swept across the other family members. Lucian’s face was darkened, his disapproving gaze fixed at Carlos as if he had uttered those humiliating words. And Henry! His ruby eyes were gleaming with the sick anticipation of a predator. My pulse raced as it occurred to me.“Oh, goddess! Henry wants Carlos to lose control in front of everyone.”I could feel Carlos’s anger rising like a storm, about to tear that ceiling open. His Alpha fury escalated my panic. So, before he could react, I forced a smile and lifted my chin.“I am honored, Uncle!” I spoke evenly, though every word scraped against my dignity. “Thank you for your precious words.”There was a beat of

Harley’s P.O.V. Carlos appeared a bit shocked when the words ‘vampire daddy’ left my lips. Then slowly, his expressions melted into that devastatingly charming smile, the one that had the power to topple kingdoms. “Vampire daddy?” He repeated, voice dropping lower, teasing. His crimson eyes glowed faintly as he reached for my hand and drew me closer. “I like it!” With that, his palm slid around my back, warm and steady through the fabric of my dress. He leaned in, his voice brushing my ear like silk. “If you agree to call me that, I can dress like this every day.” My heart raced as I pressed a hand on my chest dramatically, tilting my head back as if I might faint. “Please, have some mercy on this poor girl!” I whispered, half-laughing. “It’s already so difficult to resist your charm. If you start dressing like this every day, I will surely lose my mind.” Carlos threw his head back and laughed, a deep, warm sound that vibrated through my body as he drew me into his arms. Hi