Addicted To My Ex's Alpha Uncle Novels & Stories

His audacity disgusted me, but I had to prove I was not Jack's killer, and causing a fight wouldn't help. “You all gave me sixty days to get a Luna or get denounced as Alpha. I went to Chicago to get my second chance, mate, and Jack chose to follow, even if I was solidly against it,” I explained, boiling in anger and ready to punch someone who gets on my nerves again. “How do you expect us to believe that the Alpha we all knew is not a fucking murderer who killed Jack and my brother Ethan," My uncle's yelled standing up, I always knew he wanted to be Alpha, but was so unlucky because my father came out as the first son.

he says while trying to catch his breath. “And yet him killing Izac resulted in the same thing happening. Now all he’s done is successfully pissed me off. Next question, what are your uncle’s plans? Is his Alpha behind the attacks on my pack?” I ask him. Though his face is contorted in pain he shockingly starts laughing maniacally. Tyson glances from Ryker to me with a worried look. I just know what I’m about to hear won’t be good. “His Alpha?” He snorts weakly. “You’re so oblivious. My uncle is an Alpha,” he says with a smug smirk. Tyson’s head snaps up in shock, and while I am shocked and confused by this revelation, I don’t let it show.

And then not only would my inheritance be at risk, but my life would also be hanging by a thread for offending an Alpha. “I-I’m sure the Alpha will be able to explain...” I replied in a voice that couldn't even convince myself.

Ares muttered and I found myself playfully hitting his leg. "What was that Ares? Got something to say to us?" Alpha Allen asked, looking at our direction and I hoped Ares really had nothing to say but he did. "You called us here to have a meal with you or to blab about how important your legacy is to you more than your family?" "I see you still don't have manners, Ares. And supposedly you got yourself a lady with that mannerless attitude of yours." "Yeah, speaking of attitude. Why don't you introduce your lady to us, Uncle Ares. Isn't it rude that we have no idea of who she is?" Daniel said, his voice tinged with sarcasm and an unquenched anger.

GAVIN This woman came a little too strong. Is it because of the alcohol? Her soft plump lips brushed against mine. She was moving, desperate to open my mouth. Yet I maintained my cool. This just doesn’t sound right to me. She’s too young for me. Not to mention that she’s also my nephew’s ex. I don’t want to stir up things between them. Even with the influence of the alcohol, I can’t let her do what she wants.

The Alpha was my uncle who had raised me, but it wasn’t something I ever felt like discussing. When I was eight, my parents had passed away in an attack, and my uncle had been taking care of me ever since. He was the Alpha of the Bloodrose pack, a small pack from the east. "Studying to be the healer’s acquaintance? Your parents must be proud of you," Nate said. "Yes, and they..." I replied, the words trailing off.

he chuckles, and dad slaps him in the back of the head. I laugh, “What brings you to me today, Uncle,” he’s not really my uncle, his Gabe’s dad and one of Dad’s best friends and the former Gamma. His face loses his smile and becomes serious, “you had lunch today with Alpha Sebastian, he’s not what I would call good company,” he cocks his brow to me. I tilt my head to him, “yes, but he is one of my partners in this nightclub that we all agreed too, so we could keep better tabs on these 3 Alphas, but go on.”

“Okay, Alpha. Perhaps, gradually, you’ll get your power back and the pack will be healed.” He seemed to care about the people. Could he really be the one we were looking for? “Hopefully,” I said with a nod. “Also, is it true that Alpha Peter is your mate?” His face brightened again. “Even if he is, it doesn’t matter, does it? I am married already,” I said. “Fated mates make us stronger. But it’s your decision to make, Alpha.” He clasped his hands behind his back. “There’s something I have to tell you. It’s about your ex-fiancé, Alpha Ryan.”

"Please…" He did. Slow at first. Controlled. Each thrust deliberate. Deep. My nails dug into his back. Holding on. "Please." I gasped. Pleading. Begging to be taken by my ex's uncle. The Alpha King. "I don't want to hurt you." His ragged breath fell against my neck. "I trust you." I pulled him closer. Something broke behind his eyes. The gentleness vanished. He drove into me. Hard. Fast. Relentless.

Something inside Of me made me wonder why my husband couldn't look at me with those kind of eyes. Why did it have to be his brother instead? I slid easily into the seat that was opposite him and got straight to business; “so how much do you want?” “What–aren't you going to at least order something first?” I snorted. “we're not here on a date in case you forgotten, so tell me how much you need,” He laughed. “Sweetheart you seem to be forgetting that I'm an alpha myself, what makes you think that of all things I could be lacking it would be money,”