Reclaimed By My Alphas Uncle Novels & Stories

she says and walks away before I can respond. “If you don’t mind, I’m going to see him after school,” I call out, but she doesn’t answer. I sigh. “Alright then.” Yes, my mother’s brother—my uncle—is Alpha of our pack. He’s been Alpha ever since my grandfather was killed in battle. A neighboring pack tried to take over our land, and we lost him in the process of winning.

His voice deepened, each word heavy with scorn. I shook my head quickly and forced the words out. "N-no, uncle." "Good. Pull yourself together and return to how you were. The day the alpha loses favor in you is the day you are discarded." He turned, then paused. "The scar on your neck must have faded. That is why you have forgotten the corpses and why I took you in after her death." My eyes shut as a memory tore through my mind. My hands curled into fists while his footsteps faded away.

"They're early. Oh God, they're early and I haven't figured out what to say" "Emma." Adrian appeared beside her, his hands warm on her shoulders. "You don't need a speech. Just be yourself." Just be yourself. Easy for him to say when "himself" was a confident Alpha who'd been raised in pack culture. David and Rebecca entered first, both grinning. But David's expression shifted to concern as he got closer. "Luna, you look terrified," he said bluntly. "Are you okay?" Terrified. Emma appreciated his directness even as she felt exposed by it.

I repeated, the words bearing heavier meaning to me. “Trivia… you know we cannot be together. I am your uncle. I am the Alpha to this pack. People would speak. You are bound to get hurt.” I burst into a humourless bark of laughter, cutting into Theron’s words. “You are right, you are my uncle. Then you play the part. Do not meddle in my affairs anymore. I’ll do what I want like a spoilt niece. You play the uncle part. And I won’t be leaving the pack either. I’ll stay for as long as I want to, because it’s my father’s home. If you want to know I finished, so be it. If you don’t, on your terms. But I would not be treated like some little piece of shit all because you want someone keeping your

"You don't get to touch her. Think about her. Breathe the same air as her." His eyes were swollen. Barely open. Fear leaked through the blood. "Uncle…" "Uncle?" I laughed. Cold. Empty. He stopped being my nephew the moment he laid his hands on her. I slammed his head against the ground. The concrete cracked beneath his skull. His body went limp. Still breathing. Barely. Not enough. He had the alpha blood in him. He'd heal quickly. I stood. My wolf howling for more. For blood. He deserved it. Every broken bone. Every drop of blood spilling onto the street.

Alpha Joharres, the Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack, had been the key figure in all arguments against my uncle and it was no new news that if there was an uprising against him, Alpha Joharres was going to succeed as the next Alpha Grego It all made sense to me. The pieces of the jigsaw puzzle were falling in place perfectly. The death of my uncle meant that my father was going to be crowned as the Alpha of our pack and subsequently, the new Alpha King. That was why Alpha Joharres wanted him dead, and not only him, but all of us, and that was probably the reason I was still alive. I was a harmless little girl who could never rule. That was why he spared me.

“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.

*Ali POV* For years, I had assumed my uncle just ran off and became a rogue. I could imagine him pillaging villages and leaving people for dead, much as he had done for my family. I can’t say that I blame our old alpha for being so angry at Uncle Corbin. He ruined the largest peace treaty in the history of werewolves. I remember the whole pack was bustling with excitement, setting up for the ceremony that would unite the rival packs with ours through the union of marriage between our Alpha’s daughter and the rival packs Beta’s son.

BETA ARLO. “By the way, if you want his penis, let me know. In the meantime, I had it hanging in the throne room of Kalmerus. He can have it back once I welcome him to hell…” Those were Uncle’s last words before he disappeared. Alpha Grant’s face turned red upon hearing his words—out of anger or embarrassment. “I can’t believe you did nothing but stand there and watch as he butchered my son with his words after he destroyed his body!”

Does it affect Kiel? Come to think of it, she already caught a glimpse of him holding back last night inside the car. And she can’t deny that it left her in a daze. How can Kiel, a recessive alpha, had that sweet scent? “President? Are you alright?” Only Devyn realized that she’s already making that irritated face again. “Miss Anna,” she called out. The young lady across from her jolted. “Yes, President?” “What will happen if a recessive alpha’s rut gets triggered?” she asked without even blinking.