Semua Bab Tempting My Ex's Alpha Uncle: Bab 1 - Bab 7

POV: FreyaThe glass shattered against the polished marble floor, splashing champagne all over the hem of my midnight-blue dress. But I didn't feel the cold liquid. I didn't even hear the crowd's gasps around me My entire universe had just violently tilted on its axis.On the grand stage across the ballroom, Silas Ravenscroft stood in the spotlight, his hand slipped seamlessly into another woman's. Banners bearing the Ravenscroft crest unrolled from the ceiling as the announcer’s voice boomed through the speakers: “...proud to announce the formal bonding and upcoming marriage of our future Alpha heir, Silas Ravenscroft, to Catherine Soren!”The Catherine in question looked like a true Luna; wealthy, high-born, and wearing a diamond-encrusted gown that practically screamed money. Silas smiled, then leaned down and pressed a kiss to her cheek.The room began to spin. Wasn't this supposed to be our engagement party? That's what he'd told me when he handed me the dress box this morning.

POV: FreyaA blinding ray of morning sunlight pierced through the curtains, hitting my eyelids.I groaned, a wave of intense nausea rolling through my stomach as I shifted against the impossibly soft mattress. Every muscle in my body ached with a deep, heavy soreness. As my mind slowly fought through the brutal haze of a whiskey hangover, the vivid, overwhelming memories of the night came rushing back.The rough, consuming intensity of the hotel room. The ghost of a massive, heavily muscled frame pinning me down. The silver-eyed stranger who had taken my desperate plea and turned it into a breathless reality. He had been completely insatiable, his dark alpha scent wrapping around me until I couldn't tell where my pain ended and his touch began.I forced my eyes open, my heart hammering against my ribs as I looked at the other side of the king-sized bed.It was empty.The white sheets were rumpled, still holding the faint, lingering scent of rich cedarwood and rain, but the man was com

POV: FreyaThe towering glass and skyscraper of Ravenscroft Holdings felt like a high-tech fortress.By eight-forty-five Monday morning, the grand marble lobby was a blur of high-status wolves. Men and women in tailored suits moved, their elite pack auras filling  the air, creating a heavy, suffocating pressure that made my chest tighten. It was no surprise everyone here was wolves, afterall Ravenscroft empire usually only allowed people from the Ravenscroft pack work for them. Which made me surprised I managed to land the interview, though that didn't stop me from feeling completely out of place. I had done my best to look professional, wearing a simple, black blazer and pencil skirt Talia had lent me, my hair pinned up into a tight, neat bun. But underneath the clothes, my skin was entirely on fire with nerves.I clutched the interview slip tightly in my hand as I approached the massive security desk."Name?" the guard asked, his eyes sweeping over me with dismissiveness. He d

Garrick Vaughn was waiting for me at the front desk at 8am sharp, arms crossed and an emotionless expression. “You’re the new hire.” It wasn't a question. He didn’t offer his hand. “Garrick. Chief of staff. I run this floor when Mr. Ravenscroft isn’t standing directly on top of it, which means you answer to me on anything that isn’t strictly his.” “Okay.” “There’s nothing okay about it yet.” He started walking, and I fell into step beside him because it seemed safer than standing still. “You’ll learn where everything you need is, how the phones route, who gets put through and who gets declined. You’ll learn that anything you see on his desk, in his email, in his calendar, stays exactly where you saw it. No messaging friends about which celebrity’s lawyer called and whatnot. No mentioning who was in his office and for how long. Do you understand?” “I understand discretion. I signed the same NDA everyone else did.” He stopped walking long enough to look at me properly, assessing me