Semua Bab Claimed by his bully brother in law: Bab 101 - Bab 110

Larry's povThe silence of the room was heavy and suffocating. The cold wind continued to blow through the broken window, making the dark curtains sway like ghostly figures in the moonlight. I pulled the blanket tighter around my chin, closing my eyes and trying to force my racing mind to stop.Eventually, sheer physical and emotional exhaustion dragged me down into a dark, fitful sleep.Suddenly--- All around me, The air was hot. So hot it burned my throat with every breath I took.I was a child again, standing in the middle of our small living room in the countryside. Thick, suffocating black smoke rolled across the ceiling in heavy waves. The sound of crackling fire roared all around me as orange flames licked up the wooden walls, devouring the family photos, the curtains, and the furniture."LARRY!"A frantic scream pierced through the roar of the blaze. My mother stumbled through the thick smoke, her face covered in dark soot, her clothing torn and singing. Blood ran down the sid

Larry’s pov“Prince Rowan did not do this out of cruelty or control. He did it out of sheer, desperate terror for your life." The Doctor revealed.I blinked, wiping my wet cheeks with the back of my hand. "What do you mean?""Do you have any idea what happens to an unmasked, unbonded Omega in the werewolf realm?" Doctor Vance asked, his tone turning dead serious. "Omegas are extremely rare since the massacre happened. Their scent alone can drive dominant Alphas into violent, feral frenzies. Rogue packs, mercenary syndicates, and ambitious noble lords would have waged open war on their fellow kingdoms just to claim people like you as a trophy or a prize."The doctor reached out, gently touching the edge of my bandaged wrist."Rowan knew that if your true identity was revealed before you were strong enough, before you were protected by royal law, you would have had a giant target painted on your back," Doctor Vance explained softly. "He hid your scent to give you a normal, peaceful lif

Larry’s povThe door clicked shut as Luna Kiera, finally left the room leaving me and Rowan alone together.The heavy silence that remained was suffocating. Rowan stood near the foot of my bed, looking completely hollowed out. The dark circles under his eyes made him look like he hadn't slept in days.Slowly, Rowan took a step toward me. He reached out his large, trembling hand, his fingers extending toward my shoulder as if he desperate needed to feel that I was still real, that I was still here."Larry..." he whispered softly."Don't," I said.My voice wasn't loud, but it was hard as iron. I pulled back, shifting away from his hand before his skin could make contact with mine.Rowan’s hand froze in mid-air. A look of deep, crushing pain flashed across his face, and he slowly lowered his arm back to his side.I took a deep, shaky breath, forcing the violent storm of emotions inside my chest to settle down. I had spent hours thinking about this.Through the terror of the auction house

Larry’s povThe second the heavy brass latch clicked shut, the silence of the vast bedroom rushed over me like an icy wave.My calm composure, the strong, steady wall I had built to survive the conversation—instantly shattered into a million pieces.A sharp, unbearable pain ripped through the center of my chest, so intense it felt like my heart was literally tearing apart. A loud, agonizing sob escaped my throat. I collapsed sideways onto the bed, pulling my knees tight against my chest and burying my face into the soft pillows.I cried.I cried for the peaceful, simple human life I thought I had. I cried for the memories of my parents, which were now buried under terrifying secrets of werewolf wars and hidden bloodlines. I cried for the loss of the sweet, unconditional warmth and tenderness I used to feel whenever Rowan held me in his arms.Every memory of us…. every quiet smile, every warm touch, every gentle promise he had ever made, felt poisoned by the truth. He had known what I

Larry's pov When I opened my eyes the next morning, the room felt completely different.The heavy, burning fever was gone. The painful grinding in my bones had vanished into thin air. But as I sat up in bed and took my first deep breath, my entire world shattered into a million tiny, sharp details.My senses were exploding.I didn't just hear the quiet morning in the palace.... I felt like I could hear almost everything. I could hear the steady, rhythmic thump-thump, thump-thump of the royal guards’ heartbeats standing thirty feet away down the marble hallway. I could hear the faint rustle of a bird clearing its feathers on a tree branch outside in the courtyard.When I breathed in through my nose, a rush of scents flooded my mind. I smelled the crisp, damp scent of rain brewing in dark clouds miles away over the distant mountains. I smelled the beeswax polish on the wooden furniture, the floral soap in the bathroom, and the metallic tang of the door locks. I could even feel a strang