Lahat ng Kabanata ng Claimed By My Mate's Uncle: Kabanata 151 - Kabanata 160

The subterranean corridors of the Northern fortress reeked of acrid black powder, metallic blood, and burning stone.Dominic stood among the smoldering debris of the breached cell block, his broadsword dripping crimson onto the shattered floor. His chest heaved with ragged breaths, his golden Alpha eyes blazing through the thick grey smoke. Around him, Northern warriors tended to the wounded and cleared the rubble left behind by Ezekiel’s explosive escape."My King," Jack called out, stepping through the haze, his face smeared with soot. "The perimeter is clear. Ezekiel and his elite guard have reached the mountain pass. Should we mount the horses and pursue?""No," Dominic growled, his voice a low, gravelly rasp that resonated through the ruined stone. "Do not chase after Ezekiel and his men. Let them escape into the night. It would take days to track th

Inside the high stone walls of the Northern palace, a quiet, immovable serenity had taken root.Rosalie withdrew completely into the sanctuary of the royal quarters. The heavy oak doors remained closed to the murmuring court, the opportunistic elders, and the poisonous whispers that still echoed through the distant corridors. She had no desire to defend herself to men who had already judged her, nor would she waste her breath arguing against a relic whose magic had been twisted against her.Instead, she chose isolation.Every morning began with deliberate, tranquil care. With Garrett and Griat standing like impenetrable iron sentinels outside her threshold, Rosalie ensured her days were strictly ordered for the sake of the life growing inside her. She ate rich, nourishing broths, consumed clean mountain herbs, and stayed hydrated with cold spring water

Two agonizing months passed in the Northern palace, each day heavy with anticipation.Morana remained untraceable, her dark trail vanishing entirely into the western mountain peaks. But inside the royal castle, political whispers had quieted to a dead hush. No elder dared challenge the Queen’s chambers, for Garrett and Griat stood guard like unbreakable iron titans.Inside her quiet sanctuary, Rosalie had maintained her strict, composed routine. She rested, stayed hydrated, ate well, and nurtured her growing body. Her heart remained steady, grounded in the unshakeable certainty that her child’s arrival would clear her name once and for all.Then, on a bitterly cold afternoon, the peaceful silence of the palace shattered into absolute chaos.Rosalie felt a sudden, sharp pain tear through her abdomen, forcing a low gas

The atmosphere inside the grand throne hall shifted from joyful celebration to a suffocating, razor-sharp silence.The echoing cheers for Prince Alpha Asher had barely faded before King Dominic’s golden eyes snapped toward the front row of the council. His aura flared with a terrifying, heavy intensity that pressed down upon the marble floor like an invisible mountain. The court lords froze, their breath hitching in their throats as the Alpha King descended the dais, his heavy boots echoing through the cavernous chamber.His gaze locked onto High Elder Karl."You," Dominic spoke, his voice a low, lethal rasp that vibrated through the stone walls. "When Ezekiel's commander brought that false relic forward and staged that monstrous lie, you did not seek truth. You leapt at the chance to degrade your Queen. You stood before this entire court, ignored her cri

Dominic stood frozen in the doorway of the steam-filled bathing chamber, his gaze locked onto Rosalie as if the rest of the world had completely ceased to exist. His dark golden eyes burned with such raw, consuming intensity that he seemed physically incapable of looking away. Five years of peace had smoothed the edges of their chaotic lives, five years of shared nights had filled their bed with comfort and contentment, and yet the sight of her in the rose-scented water still stripped him of every shred of kingly restraint. She looked so fucking tempting."My love," Dominic rasped, his voice dropping an octave, rough with a heavy, rising heat that made the hair on her arms stand up. "So many years have passed, and I still couldn't get enough of you."Rosalie smiled, a quiet, breathless giggle escaping her lips as she watched him step deeper into the bathing chamber. Her dark red hair, pinned u