Forbidden Affairs With My UncleUpdated at Mar 22, 2025, 08:41
“Hello,” he said, his polite voice laced with bitterness. “I received Alpha Zachary's call. He's sending his beloved granddaughter to my Academy.”
His cold gray eyes narrowed down on me as he closed the distance between us, “So…are you the beloved granddaughter he was talking about?” He asked, staring dead into her eyes, his tall, imposing posture dominating me.
I nodded, “ Yes, Uncle…”
His gaze hardened on me, hatred evident in his eyes. “Don't expect me to treat you differently from other students just because of our family connections. You'll have to earn your place here!”
‘Wow, he isn't even trying to hide his hatred for my grandfather. I wonder what my parents were thinking about while grandfather made his stupid decision to send me here, a place of hostility!’
“I want you to work hard like other students. And if I hear you're resorting to bullying or threatening students using my name,” he growls, his index finger poking hardly against my forehead. “I'll kick you out of here without a second thought. You hear me, Miss Abigail?”
“Umm…Uncle,” I forced a smile on my lips and stepped back. “I, too, have no desire in associating myself with someone like you. Rest assured, our feelings are mutual on this.”
“Someone like me?” His voice cracked, a wicked grin appearing on his handsome face. “You must have deep resentment towards Rogues just like your grandfather, and the rest of the werewolf packs, don't you?”
“What's wrong with that? Rogues are savages who betrayed their pack and left. They deserved to be humiliated and—”
Before I could say anything, his hand reached my throat and sharp claws ripped out of his fingers. Blood drained from my face, he was surprisingly very intimidating. His eyes were now pitch black with deep red irises glowing in them. I finally saw… a Dominant Hybrid Alpha’s ferocious eyes.
“If only you were not granddaughter of that oldman Zachary, I would have cut off your tongue for saying that,” he hissed angrily, his hand stopping in mid-air.
He turned his back to me, and I gulped in nervously, my heart pounding hardly in my chest.
“Mark,” he glanced at his secretary. “Show this arrogant, over privileged, sharp-tongued niece of mine her staying room. Get her out of my sight before I break her into two!”
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Abigail was sent to the Alpha's Academy for her final training. She couldn't even attend the coming-of-age party because her parents assumed she’d have a weak Omega mate since she was Alpha herself.
What they don't know yet— Abigail is Dominant Omega, who is confused by others as Alpha. Unlike other omegas, she is strong and can give a tough competition.
Only problem was her pheromones — they were too intense and powerful enough to attract all males around her. She takes suppressing medicine to control her pheromone and scent!
Until the night of Blood Moon, the night where Alphas find their mates and mark them. She forgot to take her medicine, and was returning to her dominorty from the library only to get bumped into by her Uncle, Lord Dominick Romano.
He stared at her with his hybrid Alpha's eyes, her pheromones attracting him. He grasped her nape and bared his teeth in the crook of her neck — "Mine" he marked her and pulled her into a passionate kiss.
However, everything isn't fantasy! Will Abigail accept her Uncle as her mate when they both hate each other? Even if they were not blood related — he still was her uncle. The main question was — Can he accept her? She was just an Omega… An Omega who gets on his nerves every damn minute that he wants to erase her existence from his life!