All Chapters of BREED ME, ALPHA UNCLE: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

.FUCK IT ALL.KADE POV“That bitch knows nothing. She should be grateful I'm nice enough to let her stay after that bullshit stunt she pulled,” I retorted, yelling as loud as I could, trying to hide my insecurities and hostility, which apparently doesn't seem to fool Orrion by any means.“Really?” he asked, not in the slightest bit bothered by my threats.“What’s your big plan then? Strangle her rough after she recovers from the coma?” Orrion asked, cocking his eyebrows at me in an unsettling manner. “Last I checked, kade, you were the one bawling your eyes out on your knees, asking God to bring her back, so what the hell is wrong with you this time?” Orrion asked.A low grunt escaped my lips. Shrugging, I threw both my hands into the air and took another sip of whiskey tonight. How was this my life?Suddenly, Orrion and I became best buddies—not that I was complaining. Matter of fact, he was as much of a snub as I was. I didn’t really think much of it when trivia had fallen into a co

.SHE USED ME.KADE’ POVFucking traitors. Fucking rats.The Bratva wasn’t what it used to be. Back in my father’s days, a traitor didn’t even live long enough to confess—his tongue was ripped out before he could speak a single word of betrayal. And now? These motherfuckers had the audacity to steal from me. To defy me. To challenge my goddamn throne.Not a fucking chance.Kirill's voice droned in my ear, but I barely registered it. My fingers curled into a tight fist against the armrest of my chair, the leather creaking under the force. My head was pounding, a mix of whiskey and seething fury. I wanted blood. I wanted screams. I wanted to remind the world why the name Ricci was feared.“The pack armouries wasn’t stolen—it was seized. Someone tipped off the government task force. And the Rossetti pack had a hand in it,” Kirill said, standing rigidly before me.I didn’t react. I let the words sink in, let the weight of betrayal settle deep in my bones. My men were tense. Their fear wa

RIP OFF THE RING.KADE’ POVThe door swung open as Orrion barged in, his eyes searching directly for me amongst the others in the room. “I heard,” Orrion whispered, pulling closer to me. Not breaking his gaze, he tapped me slightly on the shoulder before squeezing my palm gently. “He was a soldier down to the last minute. I'm sure he'd be proud of you and wouldn’t want you breaking down,” Orrion reassured me. I nodded, trying to feign a smile, but I just couldn't. I should be mourning the death of my best friend, but here I was, assisting the others in a room, planning an attack. “Come on, man, huge fat to buckle up. We need to avenge his death. Every single one of us needs to make those bitches pay for messing with one of ours,” Orrion asserted again. For a brief moment, I was suspicious. How had he known about Antonio's death so fast? But I was quick to cross out the thought as soon as it settled in. This was the pack—news spread fast, especially when the one dead was th

ALWAYS A GAME KADE’S POV She held my gaze in the mirror, the response I wanted desperately hovered above her lips. Yes, desperately—I knew what I wanted, and I knew what she wanted as well. I had let her go. Fuck , I was pissed as hell. She wanted to leave? Then she fucking could. That was how I felt the first week. But by the second, I succumbed. I was close to the peak of my insanity. I went on a killing spree—butchering my enemies, rival factions, spies in our pack. I ruined everyone as much as I could, using that as an outlet for my anger, my pain—trying to cover up the vast space Erebus left in me. But after a month, I had done all the killing I could. And my men? They were scared as fuck of me. I was a radiating time bomb waiting to tick off. The only nutjob crazy enough to stick up to me was orrion. I remembered telling him to fuck off. I remembered shoving a punch into his face and him doing the same to me. We had beaten each other to the brink of death until n

.RUTTED INTO MY PUSSYKADE'S POV.I had no idea how I managed to have restraint in myself all through the drive back home, but I no longer needed to put a fucking leash on myself.“I want to taste you, Trivia,” I groaned, shutting the door behind me while kicking off my shoes. She avoided my gaze entirely, her cheeks heating up in response to my words.I yanked off the shirt and pants I had on, stripping down to my briefs until I stood naked in the room, panting heavily.“Look at me, Isa,” I slurred out. Slowly, she lifted her gaze to mine. I didn’t shield myself away. In fact, I enjoyed how her eyes lingered on my body for a longer time until eventually, she shied away.“Before…” I ordered. She parted her lips to argue, but a low grumble from me corrected whatever attitude she intended on putting on. She sat idly at the edge, her knees pressed against each other.I swallowed, bending down to both my knees right beneath her laps. God, she had me doing things no one else did.“You like