All Chapters of DEAR EX, I AM YOUR UNCLE'S MATE: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

The earth groaned beneath us as jagged fissures opened in the ground. The pack scattered, shouts mixing with panicked growls. I struggled to keep my footing as Elijah dragged himself upright. His eyes met mine, still clouded with fury and something deeper—betrayal.A deafening crack silenced the chaos. The rogue wolf emerged from the shadows, his expression calm but his eyes blazing. “This is the price of hesitation,” he said, his voice carrying over the mayhem. “You think mercy will save you?”I raised the dagger, my arm steady despite the tremor in my chest. “Stay back.”The rogue stepped closer, ignoring the crumbling ground. “You still don’t get it, do you? This pack needs a leader who won’t flinch.” He gestured toward Elijah, who clutched his side but stood defiant. “And him? He’s your past, Annabel. Let it go.”“I decide what happens next,” I said, keeping my voice even.“Then decide,” he snapped, his patience thinning. “Because this pack won’t survive another moment of your ind

The creature roared, shaking the battlefield. Its form twisted and immense, dark energy radiating from its core. The rogue wolf stood behind it, a cruel smile splitting his face.Annabel didn’t flinch. “Get everyone back,” she yelled at Elijah, her eyes fixed on the abomination.Elijah’s gaze darted to her. “And leave you here? That’s not happening.”“We don’t have time for this!” Annabel snapped, stepping toward the creature. The pack wouldn’t survive if the fight dragged on. She lunged at it, her claws slashing at its legs.The creature swatted her away like she was nothing. Annabel hit the ground hard, her breath knocked out of her lungs.Elijah charged, his hybrid form blurring with speed. He went straight for the rogue, forcing him away from the monster. “You want power?” Elijah growled. “Let’s see if you can handle it!”Annabel forced herself up, her ribs aching. The creature turned its attention back to the pack, swiping at the fighters with massive claws. She saw Brant rallyin

The rogue’s laughter hadn’t faded. It echoed in Annabel’s ears, mocking her as the monstrous shadow lumbered closer.“Elijah!” she shouted, her voice sharp, cutting across the battlefield.He was already moving, his hybrid speed carrying him to her side in an instant. “What now?” he asked, his chest rising and falling heavily. His gaze locked on the creature, and for a moment, even Elijah seemed uncertain.The thing growled, its glowing eyes sweeping across them both.“This wasn’t part of the plan,” Elijah muttered, his claws extending as he prepared for the fight.“There is no plan anymore,” Annabel snapped. “We take it down or die trying.”The creature lunged without warning. Its massive form blurred as it closed the distance, forcing them to scatter in opposite directions. Annabel rolled to her feet, her claws scraping against the earth as she came up swinging.The rogue, still crumpled on the ground, laughed again. “She’s coming for you, Annabel. And when she’s done, you’ll wish y

Elijah’s breathing was faint, and Annabel crouched beside him, trying to block out the chaos around them. Blood pooled beneath him, his skin pale and clammy.“Stay with me,” she commanded, gripping his shoulder.His eyes fluttered open, the light in them dim. “You’re wasting time.”She ignored him and glanced over her shoulder. The rogue’s influence was still thick in the air, twisting shadows and whispering dread. The creature he had summoned was gone, but its lingering power was choking everything.“You’re not dying here,” she said, her voice sharp.Elijah coughed, blood streaking his lips. “If I do, make it count.”Her growl vibrated low in her throat. “Shut up. You’re not dying.”Behind her, movement caught her eye. Wolves. Some from her pack, some still under the rogue’s sway. The clash of teeth and claws echoed, and she couldn’t tell who was winning.“Annabel!” Damian’s voice rang out from the battlefield. He barreled toward her, his fur matted with blood. “They’re regrouping! W

“Move!” Annabel shoved Damian to the side as a pair of wolves lunged from the shadows.Damian hit the ground hard, rolling to his feet just in time to meet the snarling jaws of one attacker. His claws slashed across its muzzle, sending it howling backward.Annabel didn’t stop to check on him. Another wolf was already coming for her, its glowing yellow eyes devoid of recognition. It struck with savage speed, and Annabel countered, her claws finding its chest.“Stop holding back!” Damian’s voice cut through the chaos.“I’m not,” she snapped, throwing the wolf into a tree. It hit with a sickening crunch but got back up, unfazed.Behind them, the remaining pack members were fighting desperately against the corrupted wolves. The clearing was a battlefield, every growl and scream tearing at Annabel’s resolve.From the edge of the chaos, Elijah emerged. He moved with unnatural grace, cutting down enemies with a precision that sent chills through her. His face was a mask of cold determination