All Chapters of Claimed by My Fiance’s Savage Alpha Uncle: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Lana’s POV The word “lovely ex-girlfriend” slipped from his lips like silk laced with poison, and it landed heavy in my chest.Lovely? Ex? God, yes, I was. But Damon was never like this. Not back then. The Damon I knew didn’t smirk with such arrogant sharpness. He wasn’t this unshakable wall of cold power, built higher than I could ever climb.I blinked, forcing myself to breathe as his words clung to me, and for a second, my throat tightened. I tore my gaze away, pretending I was unaffected, but… my traitorous eyes found their way back to him.He moved with this controlled precision, pulling the small black pouch from his pocket. My heart thudded against my ribs. Inside was the fragment of the Holy Grail—the artifact I’d been desperately hunting for, the one that could save my people, my pack, my bloodline.My fingers curled into fists as my mind traveled backward—back to the night everything shattered.After the ambush… after they came… we lost everything. Our wolves. Our strength.

Lana’s POV“What the heck?”The words slipped out before I could stop them, barely louder than a whisper, yet it felt like they carried all the weight of my racing heart.Damon had just said that.His voice wasn’t raised, not rough, not sharp, just quiet. But there was something in the way it rolled off his tongue, a restrained command that wrapped around me like chains. It wasn’t a request. It was a declaration.I swallowed hard, but my throat refused to loosen. I couldn’t breathe properly under his gaze. That piercing stare of his pinned me where I stood, stealing the air right out of my lungs. My chest rose and fell in short, unsteady waves, but his closeness was suffocating like fire curling around my skin, burning, claiming, demanding.And at that moment, one thing became painfully clear.Damon wasn’t going to let me walk away this time so easily.I clenched my fists by my sides, trying to steady my voice, but anger sharpened every word. “You!” I took a shaky breath. “You don’

Damon’s POV The drive back to my pack was silent, the low rumble of the engine the only sound. My grip on the steering wheel was tight, Lana’s eyes haunting me, but I forced the thought away as the gates came into view.My car screeched to a halt before the packhouse. Gravel crunched under my boots as I stepped out, the heavy night air thick around me.Ian, my beta, strode toward me, face pale and tense.“Alpha,” he said sharply. “We’ve captured a spy.”My eyes narrowed. “Where?”“In the lower chambers,” he lowered his voice. “He’s refusing to talk.”I brushed past him. “Then he’ll talk to me.”We descended into the damp corridor, the stench of stone and iron growing stronger. At the metal door, Ian stopped. “He’s inside.”I pushed it open. The room was dim, chains clinking softly. A man sat bound, bloodied and trembling. At my presence, he stiffened.“A-Alpha Damon,” he stammered.I unclipped his cuffs without a word. He collapsed to his knees, shaking.“Stand up,” I ordered, voice

Lana’s POVI stepped out carefully, smoothing the folds of my dress, trying not to look as nervous as I felt. My heels clicked softly against the polished driveway, the air thick with the faint scent of pine and something older… something wild.That was when a tiny wolf pup darted out from the shadows near the gate, its soft gray fur glistening under the evening light. It yipped, circling my feet, rubbing its tiny head against my ankle as if greeting me.A small laugh escaped me before I could stop it. “Well, hello there,” I whispered, bending down to scoop it up. Its warm little body wriggled in my arms, and for a second, the tension of the evening eased.Then Liam’s voice cut through the moment, sharp and cold.“Put that thing down, Lana.”I froze, startled by the disdain dripping from his tone. Slowly, I lifted my head, meeting his dark eyes. He was glaring, not at the wolf, but at me.“You really are hopeless,” he sneered, adjusting his cufflinks as though touching the pup had som

Lana's POV “Hey – let go…” My protest stumbled and died, muffled beneath the steady strength of his grip. My fingers pushed weakly against his chest, but he didn’t budge, his jaw tight and unreadable as he carried me away.He ignored every sound I made, walking with those long, unhurried strides that said my resistance meant nothing. My chest rose and fell quickly, heart pounding as the evening air cooled my flushed skin.Before I knew it, I was lowered into the passenger seat of his sleek black car.I blinked rapidly, my mind still struggling to catch up. Why was he here? Why was he carrying me like I weighed nothing?The door clicked shut, muffling the noise of the night. My bare feet curled against the leather seat, and I swallowed hard, glancing at him as he moved around to the driver’s side.He obviously was going to give me a ride now so I couldn't resist. After all, I was going to work off my innocent feet just now to walk all the way down to my house. This was a relief.Damon