All Chapters of My Step Uncle is my Mate : Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

I was running, my feet pounding against the damp earth, the darkness closing in around me like a suffocating shroud. The forest was alive, the trees twisting and writhing like living serpents, their branches reaching out to snag at my clothes and scrap my skin. Every step felt heavy, as if I was wading through quicksand.Behind me, the creature loomed, its presence a cold, dark shadow that seemed to grow larger with every passing moment. Its eyes glowed like embers, casting an eerie light on the trees. I could feel its hot breath on my neck, making my skin crawl.I pumped my legs faster, adrenaline coursing through my veins as raw fear seeped through me like ice. I’d been in this dream long enough for it to be normal, but it never was. The fear was crippling each time.My heart was racing, my lungs burning, but I couldn't stop. I had to keep running. The creature's roar echoed through the forest, shaking it to its foundations, a sound that made my blood run cold. It was gaining on me

_Chase’s POV_As I held Elodie close, my guilt threatened to eat at me. She had said it was okay, enjoyed it even, but it didn’t pacify me. I had lost control, taking out my frustration on her. Her body was still trembling from the intensity of our passion.She even had a slight limp and winced each time she had to use the bathroom, and her ass cheeks were bright red from spanking her.For some reason, looking at it got me painfully hard."Elodie, I'm so sorry," I whispered, my lips brushing against her ear. "I was so rough on you and….”I trailed off and released a deep breath. “I shouldn't have—"Her fingers pressed against my lips, silencing me."It's okay, babe," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I wanted it. I needed it."I searched her eyes, seeking reassurance. She smiled, and I felt a fraction of my guilt dissipate.We lay there, reveling in the warmth of our naked bodies, the scent of sweat and sex hanging heavy in the air. I traced the contours of her face, my thu

I woke to the warmth of Chase's body beside me. His gentle breathing and soothing scent enveloped me, tempting me to snuggle deeper into him and get lost in his embrace. For a moment, I forgot my fears and let his presence comfort me.As I reached out to touch his chest, reality slapped me awake.I couldn't afford to get lost in his charm.Not now.Not when I wasn’t ready to hear the truth. I had to avoid him.“For how long will you continue to run?” The sensible part of me, asked, but I quickly shut her down.I wasn’t running. I was just avoiding.As stupid as that sounded, it made perfect sense to me.I carefully extracted myself from the bed, trying not to disturb Chase. My eyes adjusted to the morning light, and I tiptoed out of the room.I made my way through the corridors and towards the kitchen where a silent bustle wa coming from.As I entered, the maids curtsied, their faces a mix of surprise, respect and a hint of fear."Good morning, Luna Elodie," they chimed in unison.I s

As we stood before my mother, the air was so thick with tension it could be sliced with a knife. Her icy gaze pierced mine, and I felt my heart shrink. My mother's gaze shifted to Chase, her expression twisting into a hateful glare. "And you," she spat, her voice venomous. "I never thought I'd see the day you'd darken my doorstep again."Her words were so harsh, I winced like she had hit me physically.Chase's expression remained neutral, but I sensed his anger simmering beneath the surface."Hello, Meredith," he said, his voice even.My mother's lips curled into a sneer. "Don't bother greeting me, Chase. Your presence is unwelcome. If it were left to me, you would be escorted out here by the cops."I was about to responded when Daniel appeared beside my mother, a forced smile on his ever handsome face. "Ah, Elodie, Chase, welcome. It's...good to see you."The air was filled with tension as we exchanged light greetings. Daniel's attempt to lighten the mood fell flat.My mother's voic

I followed my mother into the room, the door closing behind us with a soft click, and I looked around the familiar space Daniel used as his study.We sat on the couch, facing each other, engaged in a silent staring competition. My mind raced, searching for the perfect words to articulate the jumbled thoughts swirling inside me.How do I ask my mother if she could explain what was happening to me? What secrets was she hiding?My mother's eyes were unreadable, her expression guarded, and no matter how hard I tried to look, I couldn’t tell what she was thinking.I took a deep breath and dove headfirst. We were already here, so I might as well just get it over with."Mother, what are you?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.Her confused stare was instantaneous. "What do you mean?"Okay, that probably didn’t come out right, so I rephrased."Never mind," I muttered, changing tack. "Do you believe in werewolves?"She looked at me like I was the eighth wonder of the world, then her lau