The Sinful Echo Between Us: One Night With My Alpha Uncle

Nora’s POV I didn't realize the punch was spiked. That was a silly mistake on my part, I should have known Alpha Aaron’s son would never throw a party without booze in the drinks. But I wasn't thinking about that when I saw the glass bowl of strawberry punch in the center of the living room, and so I used it as a chaser to wash down my three shots of vodka. And now, the entire room is spinning. I stumble up the long, golden staircase, away from the crowded party in Alpha Aaron’s extravagant mansion. I just need some quiet for a minute, or better, a place to lie down until my head stops pounding. I open a door in the upstairs hallway, hoping to find an empty bed to rest in. There is a bed in the room that I peek my head inside, but it is far from empty. Laying across the sheets is a naked woman, her soft breasts bouncing as a man hovering above thrusts inside her. I can’t help but watch as the woman moans, crying out the man’s name over and over, her acrylics digging into

Nora’s POV Has Charlotte put two and two together? God, I can only hope not. On the chance she had, I can’t let her tell anyone else. If word gets out I slept with my uncle, I’ll never recover from the sheer humiliation. I suppose all I can do now is pray. Desperate for a distraction, I whip out my phone and text my best friend, Sylvia. Yo, I’m back on campus for the next few days. Wanna hang out? My phone beeps. I look at the screen to see Sylvia’s reply. Yes bitch!! Come to my dorm room rn! XOXO Still carrying my bags, I head to the east-wing dormitories towards Sylvia’s dorm. She lives in the third floor, with the best view of the University. I knock on her front door. “Hey girly-pop!” Sylvia swings her door open, throwing her arms around me in a hug that almost crushes my windpipe. “I’ve missed you!” “I missed you too!” I say, hugging her back. “Come in! Sit down! How have you been? Oh! How was Alpha Aaron’s party?I notice you disappeared halfway through the night, an

Ethan’s POV The Moon Goddess has a funny way of going about things sometimes. And by “funny,” I mean sadistic. But I guess that’s just her sense of humour. I remember when my sister invited me to my niece’s 18th birthday party several weeks before. I wasn’t expecting anything particularly eventful, just a chance to see my sister and catch up with my niece. After all, I hadn’t seen the girl since she was just a little kid, maybe ten or eleven years ago? I don’t recall exactly. I decided to drop by Alpha Aaron's son’s party before visiting my sister. Alpha Aaron is a respectable figure, so I thought it wouldn’t hurt to be familiar with him. Besides, the party was on the way to my sister’s place anyway. That ended up being the worst mistake of my fucking life. I remember having drinks and making small talk with Alpha Aaron's son, a fine young man, much like his father, when my wolf picked up on the most enticing scent. I followed it into an upstairs room, where, in the darknes

Nora’s POV I hide out in my bedroom, burrowed under the covers and thinking about Sylvia's words. I guess I never considered just how lucky I was, being elected as the next alpha of my pack. The level of responsibility sounds daunting, but in spite of my anxiety and general opposition to the matter, I can't help but feel just a little excited at the thought. Me? The alpha of the Blood Moon Pack? Knock knock. There is a sound at my bedroom door. "Come in," I say. To my dismay, Ethan opens the door and walks into my room. "Hey Princess," he sits on the edge of my bed. "What do you want," I reply coldly. "I've spoken to your parents," he begins. "And I think we've devised a pretty solid plan for your alpha training." Oh. Right. I was so caught up in appreciating my parents for choosing me as the next alpha, I forgot about the part Ethan's playing in my training. “How did you agree with this? Don’t you have your own things to do?” “Decided by my father and your parents

Nora's POV "Wow, your hot uncle looks pissed ten ways to hell right now," Sylvia says into my ear. I have nothing to add to her observation. Ethan does look pissed ten ways to hell, and he looks pissed at me. "There's two types of people I hate," Ethan slides his phone in his pocket. "Deserters, and people who lie to me." I turn red with shame. "I'm so sorry..." I say meekly. “Oh, I bet you're sorry, Princess,” Ethan says. “Everyone’s always sorry once they get caught.” “I'm not sorry I got caught, I'm sorry I ran away,” I say. “I thought I told you I hate liars,” Ethan grits his teeth. “I'm not lying!” I say. In truth, I'm not sure if I'm lying. I am sorry I ran away, but I probably wouldn't be sorry I ran away if I hadn't been caught. "Because of you, now I'm stuck on this campus for much longer than I ever intended,” Ethan says. "What do you mean?" I gulp. "For your training, Princess," he says. "Training? This is a school, there's no place for us to train h