Accidentally In Bed With My Ex Uncle.dark Alpha Nero Novels & Stories

My heart squeezed. I walked toward him quietly and tapped his shoulder. He jumped, yanking off the headset. The moment his eyes landed on me, they widened with joy, and then he shot forward, throwing himself into my arms. “Uncle Alpha!” he shouted, wrapping his arms around my neck. A laugh escaped my lips before I could stop it. My chest tightened painfully at the sound of his voice calling me “Uncle.” “How many times do I have to tell you, buddy? My name is Zed. Just call me Uncle Zed, okay?”

"I can't see you tonight. You'll hurt me." I hung up, slamming my hand against the steering wheel. The sharp honk drew the attention of the drunkards nearby. I took a deep breath, forcing myself to stay calm. As the future Alpha of the Ironclaw Pack and the heir to the Dalton family, I couldn't afford to get into a brawl with some drunks and end up on the front page of the Los Angeles Times. Alpha Drogo would have my head. The next day, Hazel knocked on my car window. I glanced at her carefully applied makeup and opened the door.

His eyes meet mine for a brief moment, filled with the same helpless rage burning in my own chest. The head elder steps forward, holding the ceremonial crown — a heavy band of silver and obsidian carved with runes. He raises it high above Noah’s head. “Today, we crown Noah Blackwood as Alpha of the Kingsley Pack, mate to Luna Amy, father to the future heir—”

I don't want my uncle to find out about this at all. Until Ryder resolves what he needs to resolve, I don't think I'll be comfortable with anyone finding out about us. To be fair, sometimes, I think about how things will be afterward. I don't know how they're going to work out at all. Hell, I don't even know what Ryder's reaction will be when he finds out what I truly am. A Nocturn. An Alpha's natural enemy, according to the book Cassandra gave me.

I rolled my eyes, fighting the anger that festered in my belly. Stay Calm. Don’t cause a scene. Make it through this night and leave for Peru tomorrow morning. I inhaled a lungful of air, forcing a smile onto my face. “Happy Birthday Uncle…” Uncle Daxton turned his gaze to me—something was chilling about his eyes that unsettled me—but that smile on his face made it hard to decipher. “Thank you…Nephew,” Cold. I blinked my eyes away, lifting the fork to my mouth, and for a second, thoughts about the Carbonara being poisoned ran through my mind. It was definitely something my Uncle was capable of doing.

"I do not even know who showed the video to Ron or what their motive was. Was it Graham? Did he do it because Yuvonne ended the child? What is going on? I have no clue." I covered my face with my hands and rubbed it before lowering them and folding them over my chest. "That is kind of a pattern, you know," Byron said. His words made me turn to look at him. "The alpha goes to jail or falls into a coma, and the hyenas come out and somehow make the Luna sleep with them," he added, his voice low, as if he were speaking to himself, yet it held my full attention.

The last thing I needed was for people to assume I was a dictator. “You have already been warned of your disrespect,” Nero let out a low growl. Mila’s nose twitched, her eyes growing impossibly wide, “Why does she smell like you?” Finally, she pushed away from the tree, towering over Erin’s frame. Her face twisted and contorted with horror, “Az, baby,” she blinked rapidly, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears. “Why does this human carry your scent?” “She is carrying the future Alpha of Blackwood,” Nero’s voice was dangerously low, another warning that Mila seemingly ignored.

Warmth crept up my cheeks. Memories from our night replayed in my head. Over again. Desire coiled between my thighs. I tried to fight it but it was too late. Dane chuckled. "You're aroused?" Embarrassed, I turned my face away from him. Silly of me. I was the one who took him last night yet here I was, hiding away in embarrassment. It all still felt foreign. Strange. I had sex with Dane. The Alpha King. My ex's uncle.

I wrapped both arms around my shoulders, shivering against the chill. My mind still couldn't piece together everything that had happened. I tried replaying the events, but they refused to line up properly. Johnson. Running. Duncan. The bond that snapped into place without warning. Duncan. Everyone knew who Duncan was. He hadn't left the pack quietly — he left because of what he did. He was Johnson's uncle. And now, I had been claimed by my ex-husband's uncle. My life could not have gotten worse than this. Then something stirred from deep within me. My wolf. She churned and pressed against my ribs, restless and insistent.

My eyes widened as I looked at him again, recognition slamming into me. The dark hair, the imposing height, the unmistakable authority. Every story I'd ever heard suddenly clicked into place. Alpha Alaric Darkmoor. The strongest Alpha in the region. The man whom other Alphas avoided provoking. Nolan's uncle. I took an unstable step backwards, my breath hitching with the strain on my foot and the pounding both in my head and chest. A strange look crossed his face as he watched my face contort into several emotions. I shouldn't be here. I thought as my hand gripped the chair beside me.