Uncle Drew: Chapter 3 Novels & Stories

Uncle's hands shivered as he pleaded, tears rolled down his cheek. “Uncle?" I called in an alarm. Aunt rose to her hurriedly, dragging her feet till she got to me. “Aldo?!" She gasped. One of the men stepped forward, he gave uncle a resounding slap that made him fall back. My chest dropped. I scampered and ran out to meet them. Uncle's clothes were soaked in sweat and tears. "Please, Spare me!!!” Uncle pleaded, my chest twisted with disgust. Uncle always does this; borrowing and never able to pay back.

so he did what his mother ordered him to do he went to their basement with his Uncle Martin when they reach the basement he turned the light on and saw a lot of boxes "Uncle what do we need to find?" he asked "Uhm a box with this logo" his uncle showed him a picture of the box he nodded and they started to find the box after almost an hour of looking he finally found it he carried it then a picture suddenly fell it was a picture of three young women and two young boys he decided to keep it he went to his uncle and gave the box they both went up again and saw that breakfast was already ready. After a minute his sister went down she looked horrible her hair was a mess and she looked like she h

“I actually never knew you were this romantic.” Uncle said to Aunty. “What are you talking about?” She smiled at him. “It’s beautiful, I love it very much. Thank you darling.” he kissed her cheeks. “What do you love?” Aunty was confused. “The letter now.” Uncle smiled. “What letter?” She was even more confused than before. “I didn’t leave any letter...” Aunty trailed off. “But...I found it in... the upstairs drawer.” Uncle smiled slowly dropped as he held up the letter for Aunty to see he wasn’t lying about it.

“Now you’re here, get upstairs and help your Luna with her routine.” I nodded and lowered my eyes as I passed them both. But before I reached the stairs, I felt Uncle grabbing my wrist, pulling my face dangerously close to his: “Mess up, and I’ll make you pay!” “Don’t touch her like that!” A deep animalistic growl filled the room. I snapped my head around and saw my mate glaring down at my uncle. And to my utter glee, he flinched away for a second. But he quickly regained his posture and pushed me up the stairs. Another warning growl rumbled in my mate’s chest, but this time Uncle Harry was prepared for it.

Adam’s eyes grew wide when he noticed a muscular frame beside little Penny. “You drew your dad?” Adam asked. Penny nodded vigorously, grinning. “How is it?” she asked him. Adam squinted at the sketch. “He looks like uncle Alpha,” Adam noted. Penny’s grin grew wider. Just then the main door swung open and Zavion stepped in. “Uncle,” Adam jumped to his feet, causing his sketchbook to fall to the floor and rushed towards Zavion. He was holding Penny’s sketch book in his hand.

Chapter twenty-seven Anabelle Pov Every word he said hit me so deep, I held my drawing pencil still. And watched him talk to me, I wasn't ready to argue with him this night. “Don't worry I won't talk much. But just know you will watch me succeed.” I said, before fixing my eyes straight to my drawing paper. “I just hope you believe me, and stay away from my uncle. He's going to drain you so bad.” I said, before leaving the parlor.

Was marching toward the fortress with the enemy. End of Chapter Thirty

He turned and ascended the staircase, disappearing from sight as he made his way to his room. I couldn't help but notice the discomfort that washed over Drew as Cullen relayed his message to me. However, there wasn't much I could do in that moment, and I found myself caught between conflicting emotions. "Auntie, I'd love to take my leave now. I have work tomorrow," Drew declared, standing up from the dining table and leaning in to peck Cullen's mum on the cheek. "Alright, dear. I hope we'll see you around soon?" Cullen's mum asked eagerly, her eyes filled with genuine warmth.

The long hair that was becoming harder to manage. The cheeks that were still round. The paint stains on her tiny hands. The laughter that came so easily. Everything. Aurora caught something in his eyes. Something that made her uneasy. Because it felt like a farewell. They walked together toward the front door. Hazel followed them out onto the porch. "Uncle." Dante stopped. "Yes?" "Can I show you my drawing later?" "Of course." "Promise?" Dante smiled. "Promise." Hazel looked satisfied.

I dashed out, mentally pinching myself for almost spilling out my guts This wasn't the time, Vixen. Sorry, Grisella You have to keep your head at a place. Urgh. Everybody seemed to be occupied with one or two things as I got to Uncle's place. It looked like they were renovating the house. "Uncle" I called through gritted teeth when I saw him. "If it isn't my favourite niece" He smiled sweetly at me, spreading his arms wide. When he noticed that I wasn't smiling, he nodded his head. "I'll be back"