All Chapters of Accidentally Fell For My Ex's Uncle. The Dark Alpha: Chapter 111 - Chapter 119

REMI POVNobody would look at me.That was the first thing.I came downstairs in white — the senior maid had laid it out, simple, clean — and every person I passed found something else to look at. The wall. The floor. The window. Anywhere but me."What's the grave for?" I asked the first maid I found.She looked at her hands. "I'm sorry my lady I have to—" And she was gone.I asked a guard.He straightened and looked at the wall behind my head.I asked Kade.He looked at me — really looked, with something in his face that was its own kind of answer — and then said "just wait" and walked away.I stood in the corridor.The palace was in motion around me. People fixing things. Moving things. The sounds of aftermath everywhere.And nobody would answer a single question."REMI."I turned.Pipper. Running at full speed from the direction of the east wing. Armor she was definitely not supposed to be wearing — small, borrowed, clanging slightly with every step.She hit me. Both arms. Solid."

NERO POVI watched them walk her out of the courtyard.Her back straight. The guards on either side not holding her — she was been dragged. She'd understood something in the moment I looked at the wall. She was trusting it.That cost me more than the alternative would have.My hand found the stone pillar beside me. Brief. Just steadying something.Then I let go.Anatoria caughtmy eye across the grounds.Something moved in her face. Uncertainty. Brief but real."One minute it's a burial," Abel said. Walking beside him toward the palace. "Next it's a wedding. One minute you're drooling at Remi across a dinner table and the next you're letting mother drag her to the dungeon." He looked at Nero. "Difficult to keep up with you.""Then stop trying.""Why are You letting them take her," Abel said. Beside me. Quiet for once."Its best for now.""Mother finally got what she wanted.""No." I looked at the courtyard. At the flowers still arranged around Isolde's grave marker. At the pack wolves

REMI POVThe holding room was nicer than I deserved, given what I'd done.Stone walls. Yes. Bars on the door. Yes. Chains bolted to the floor in the corner — decorative or functional, hard to tell, old enough that they predated whatever this room's current purpose was.But also a chair. A real one. A small table. A blanket that someone had brought specifically, because it didn't match anything else in the room.Nero had done that.He'd sent me here and then made it livable and I couldn't decide if that was worse or better.I paced.Six steps one way. Turn. Six steps back.I wasn't waiting for him.I told myself this several times.The chair was at the edge of the room and I sat in it occasionally and then stood up and paced again because sitting felt like giving in.I was not waiting for him.The sounds of the palace came through the bars. Distant. Wedding preparation. Someone calling instructions. Tomorrow. The wedding. All the wolfs arriving.I sat in the chair.Stood up immediatel

Remi POV Continued Nero’s hands gripped my ass, guiding me, thumbs spreading me open so he could watch himself disappear inside me.When the cold floor started leaching too much heat, we shifted again—me on my hands and knees, him behind me. Then we lay on our sides, spooned together, his arm around my waist as he thrust lazily from behind, one hand playing with my breasts, the other between my legs.At one point we ended up back-to-back on the floor, laughing breathlessly as we twisted and reached for each other, reconnecting in a messy, desperate tangle of limbs until he was inside me again, both of us moving in a slow, grinding rhythm that built another shattering orgasm.He used the chain once more—wrapping a length lightly around his own base when I rode him, the cool metal adding delicious pressure and restriction that made him groan my name like a curse and a prayer. I leaned down, biting his shoulder as I came again, and he followed moments later, hips stuttering as he spill