Skipped At The Altar, Taken By His Uncle นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"Why don't you bring his uncle as your plus-one to the engagement party? Let's see if you're really that important to him or if you're just another one of his toys. Or maybe... his latest distraction." Neven's lips curved into a cold grin as he supported her like it was a good idea to put me in my place. "Yeah," he mumbled. "Let's test that. If my uncle actually values you, he'll show up with you. But since he didn't even accept my invitation..." He paused, his eyes raking over me slowly with a cruel satisfaction gleaming in their depths. "...why would he accept yours? A washed-up, worthless imitation I already threw away."He leaned in until his breath ghosted across my cheek, his voice a wh

She pointed at me and yelled, “Do you think Tina’s a good woman? She already took five percent of the Martin family shares two years ago! That should have been yours! “She humiliated you and married your uncle at your wedding, and now, everyone in Amoria knows you’ve been played for a fool!” “Shut your mouth!” Zach’s eyes were bloodshot as he slapped her across the face, making her fall to the ground. The commotion caught the attention of nearby guests. I quickly took control. I ordered the bodyguards to lock them in the family chapel, then returned to the main hall to continue celebrating Alex’s birthday. That night, Alex received two pieces of news. He was grinning from ear to ear at the n

I bark, lowly. I look down. My hands clenching and unclenching. How could I be that stupid? I fucking believed her. I fucking thought she has accepted me. How could I be so fucking dumb. “Now I don't have to stand here." I look back at my uncle as he whistles. I want to strangle him to death. Fucking bastard. “Take care of the situation." I spat to Carla as I stepped down from the altar, uncle strolling behind me, leisurely.

But when your uncle turned ten, your grandfather enlisted him as an assassin of Hati. I didn’t want to accept it. That my kind hearted and gentle big brother had became someone who takes the lives of others for a living. The close relationship between myself and your uncle weakened to almost nothing after he had joined Hati. Not long after I entered middle school, my father died.

I never saw the boy, not even after he was born, until that terrible afternoon when everything spiraled out of control. The afternoon not only marked the moment when I bit into Altair, drinking his blood, but it also revealed a startling truth: my uncle’s son held within him the same wolf that had marked me as a child. The entire situation remained a mystery to me—one I might never be able to unravel, especially now that I was meant to stay away from Altair.

“I regret joining hands with your father to give you and your brother this much power. I see now that we've created monsters.” “Where is she?” “I get to walk away first.” My brows pull together. Is this man being serious right now? “You don't seem to understand, Uncle. You don't have any negotiating power.” “Oh, but I do. Did you think for one second that you can outsmart the master who made you?” I sigh. I really do not have time for this. I stepped back, pulled a gun from Alfred's side and shot him in the thigh. The sound echoes throughout the yard and I think Alfred protests but it's the heavy breathing and whining of my uncle that comes to my focus.

After the death of his best friend, the old man had lost what little will he had left, as though he were simply waiting for this meaningless life to run its course. The brothers knew perfectly well why their grandfather had summoned them that morning, but the first hint of something unusual came when they realized their uncle—who, like them, had every right to the inheritance—was nowhere to be seen. Only the two of them, Makar himself, and the notary were present.

“If no one cheers for me. But your coming Uncle Wenziel. Okey? Don’t be a social reluctant.” Shortly after, he let me shoot the target on the other side of the river. I closed my eyes after the arrow was released, it didn't even touch the target. I was forced to listen to my uncle's annoying laugh. I hate this Uncle Wenziel! You are even not a good supporter but instead a bully! I am about to face him when a young stag suddenly galloped through the bushes. Uncle chased after the deer immediately. That’s his dinner. An old vampire keeping ignoring the human blood. I salute him for that. It was difficult sacrifice to do so.

Medinas chuckled happily. “So you don’t need to go to Alpha school anymore?” He said and Mike shook his head. “No father, I will go but she could go with me. I want you to free her so she could be my personal maid,” Mike said. “Pub, your wish is my command.” He said and Mike kissed him on his forehead “Father, thank you…” “I need to go, your uncle is missing…” he said and Mike hissed. “He isn’t my uncle. And he isn’t missing. He is in the inner hall with his mate,” Mike said and everyone was shocked.

He ruled from the shadows, appearing only when necessary and when he did, the entire pack bowed. Even I had never truly seen him. All I knew was what everyone else knew, He was Lucas’s uncle, the man who held the real power. A man known for ruthlessness, for making examples out of those who crossed him. A man families like mine couldn’t refuse. The formidable Alpha Hale. “You’ll wear the gown” my stepmother said coldly “you’ll attend the ball and you will remember your place”