Addicted To My Ex's Alpha Uncle Novels & Stories

That was when the last trace of love I had for him snapped. So when my uncle proposed his plan, I agreed without hesitation. Slowly, methodically, I began poisoning him. And in the end, the fool died sprawled over another woman—a meaningless death for a useless Alpha.

Care. “What was your Alpha like? Was he single?” asks Sarah. Oh, thank Goddess the topic changed. “No, he’s married. His mate is pregnant,” I reply flatly. That’s my uncle, who I used to adore, and now I can barely strum up any emotion when I think of him. That’s sad. This place is destroying me. Sarah visibly deflates, “I’d like an Alpha for a mate,” she says. “When are you 18?” I ask.

“Now listen closely, you are going to leave this place together with your crazy mother and never return here.” I looked at my new alpha, well he will not be my alpha for long since he is kicking us out. But what hurts me about his words is the fact that not so long ago this person looked at me with nothing but love in his eyes. But today those very same eyes look at me with disgust like looking at garbage. Another thing that makes this hurt, is that this person is my uncle.

Now that Jade was back in my life, I didn’t want to complicate it by adding his uncle. I remained calm and made notes in my head about how I was going to explain that I had a fiancé. Just when I thought he was not going to respond, he started talking. "You know you’re really funny; you walked to me and told me you were ready to even marry me. I asked that we get to know each other, but you refused; you said you wanted to do what your ex did, and now after marriage, you think you can just toss me aside; I’m not your fucking toy.” He sounded angry, and I didn’t respond as he was driving.

Opening my heart feels risky when I know I’ll have to leave right after fulfilling our agreement. Then there's Leon. I often act out to irritate him, but I really don’t want to get tangled up with his uncle. Leon embodies everything I dislike in a man—he's cocky, conceited, and believes the world revolves around him. At least, that’s how he was almost a year ago when I dated him; I can’t tell if he’s changed since I left him for my sister.

Loved how his hands felt against her skin, loved how he made her feel beautiful in her own skin. And she hated that she felt that way. Her reflection frowned at her as her eyes drifted to her neck, the bite he gave her that night. She touched it tenderly, gasping when it pulsed under her fingers. It should have faded by now, if it was just a mere hickey. But there it was. Deep, hot and bright. She felt her eyes slowly widen at the thought. Her ex-fiancé’s uncle could be her fated mate.

Where— "It's ready!" I called out, pushing the memories away. Nobody answered. I wiped down the counter and returned to the meeting room with my bucket. Fifteen minutes until Alpha Ryker arrived. I scrubbed the same window for the third time, wondering what kind of person could scare my uncle. Uncle Marcus was cruel and strong. He'd killed my parents—though everyone believed I had. He'd lied to the entire pack and gotten away with it. What kind of Alpha made someone like that nervous?

How the fuck did he find out? “Who told you that?” “It doesn’t matter who did. What matters is I know and I want to help you get my uncle, then you can have the Territory, all of it.” “Why would you help me with that?” I asked and took a sip from the iced coffee I was drinking. “Because if you successfully get Alpha Sean, then you are also going to help me get my revenge back on him and my ex.” “Your Ex?” He nodded and placed his hands on the table professionally. “I thought you already knew about this. My Ex, her name is Winny, and Alpha Sean is now in love with her.”

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.

It was the best for both of us! As a mere omega, I couldn’t go to the moonlight auction. Dreaming about Carlos wasn’t a chance in frozen hell for me. He was my ex’s uncle, for goodness’s sake. The Alpha of this goddamn region. I was nothing compared to him, a girl with a shattered past and a reputation barely hanging by a thread.