Claimed By My Ex's Uncle 의 모든 챕터: 챕터 131 - 챕터 140

Carlos’s P.O.V.No response!A complete silence met my warning as I stepped forward cautiously, trying to figure out what kind of lycan I was dealing with. And to my dismay, it wasn’t an ordinary or young one.That massive, hulking Lycan crouched beside the pond, fur bristling, eyes glowing unnaturally in the moonlight. I could easily tell even from a distance that it was an adult warrior lycan.My instincts exploded into chaos. Fight, flee, or kill. Every ancient lesson Lucian had drilled into me screaming at once.Lycans were merciless by nature. Bloodshed was their language, slaughter their entertainment. They didn’t negotiate. They didn’t hesitate before ripping their opponent apart.But that lycan’s silence stirred unease in my chest. Even after my warning, it stayed frozen in its place, as if ignoring me completely. This reaction was indeed odd for someone who broke into our territory at such an hour.As this eerie silence seemed like the quiet before a great storm, I asked agai

Harley’s P.O.V.Pain was the first thing I felt when I opened my eyes. My vision was blurry, and my head hurt from the dull ache I was feeling. That ache was not sharp enough to make me scream, nor dull enough to ignore. It lived inside my bones, deep and relentless, as if my body had been torn apart and stitched back together by unskilled hands. A weak groan escaped my lips when I tried to move, “Did I get run over by a truck or ten of them?” I muttered hoarsely as the pain completely settled in. My eyes were still knitted close from the pain. And before I could open them fully, a voice reached me from within my head as a whisper.“Relax.” A chill ran down my spine as it sounded like me. Like it was my voice, my tone, but stripped of all the warmth. It sounded cold, controlled, and almost inhumane.“The pain will subside,” it continued calmly, “You are awake now.”What the hell?My heart thumped as my eyes flew open in panic. I was in my room, the familiar stone walls

Harley’s P.O.V.Carlos’s voice was so raw, so unguarded that it pierced straight through my heart. I could feel his guilt and pain as my own, his every word dripping with raw honesty. He wasn’t an alpha or a calculative leader while pouring his heart out in front of me. In that moment, he was just Carlos. The man whose one glance captivated me completely at the moon bar that night.He spoke in a shaky voice, his tone deep yet laced with countless emotions.“You remained patient with me, Harley. You compromised; you gave me chance after chance to become better.”His jaw clenched as his crimson eyes darkened. “But in the end, I couldn’t change. I didn't have the guts to improve. What everyone says is true. I am a monster, Harley.” My breath hitched at his words filled with self-hate and disgust. That was what I feared the most. The darkness tended to engulf Carlos as a whole whenever he hated himself.His hands slipped from my shoulders as he stepped back, dragging a shaky breath from

Harley’s P.O.V.We left the Laynox castle just as the sun dipped toward the horizon, staining the sky in deep shades of crimson and gold colors, too beautiful for a goodbye that felt this heavy.The iron gates loomed before us, tall and imposing, as if silently reminding us that once we crossed them, there would be no turning back.My chest tightened at the realization that I would never be able to step foot here ever again. So much had happened within those walls, and leaving it all of a sudden felt so abrupt, like a part of my soul was ripped away from me. Pain, fear, warmth, kindness, and every emotion tangled together until I could barely separate them. Despite everything Henry had done, despite Lucian’s cruelty, Carlos’s family had carved a space in my heart, especially Aunt Freya. It would be nice to see her one last time.I slowed my steps unconsciously, my eyes scanning the vast courtyard to search for the people who made me feel at home. No Freya, no Aaron, or Arnold to bo

Harley’s P.O.V. Everyone froze at once. My heart dropped to my stomach as I turned toward the entrance slowly. Lucian stood there, his presence overwhelming, his aura raging like a storm barely held in check. His eyes burned crimson with fury, veins standing out on his temples as if restraint itself pained him. The flickering torchlight cast sharp shadows across his face, making him look less like a noble elder and more like a wrathful god descending to pass judgment.Before I could even process his arrival, Carlos reacted on instinct.He pulled me sharply behind him, his arm wrapping around my shoulders, his body shielding mine completely. I could feel his muscles tense, his wolf and vampire sides bristling in warning.However, Lucian didn’t even spare us a glance. His burning gaze was locked onto Freya.“What do you think you are doing here, Freya?” He thundered furiously. “Leaving your chamber? Disgracing the sacred widow traditions by being out here?”Freya stood still, her bac