Stalking my Hot Alpha Uncle

5. Satisfying Uncle

Ravenna's POV

'Are you sure you can take him on?'

'Vienna, this is not a matter of taking him on. That is not my uncle, and if I have to f**k him to bring him back, I will do it.'

'Well, that’s a f****d-up way of thinking.'

I rolled my eyes. I am already internally damned; there was no need for my mind to equal my life right now. Staring at the closed door to the house, I wondered if those boys would have mercy on Catherine.

Not like I care; she wouldn't die from all that. I slammed down on the brakes and sped out of the driveway, with the main mansion as my goal.

I hope I get there in time, before Dmitri brings the girls back. How did Uncle even get that curse?

In my past life, that curse only appeared on someone else, a man known for his greedy way of life, keeping more than one wife, and exploiting them. He later got killed, so why does my uncle have the same curse?

The video still played on my phone; the burning red vein mark that pulsed on half of his face down to his body was the perfect description of the cold lust curse. Even if they didn't kill him, he has to f**k a woman or he dies.

There is something fishy going on, and I won't let any woman lay her filthy hands on what is mine.

The psycho wolves were not hard to find. I just had to go to some black market and do some research to find these men, hire them, and when I simply told them that the female they would be f*****g was some juicy lady with Alpha blood, they fell into my trap.

The same thing could happen to any other woman if they crossed my path. I don’t plan on getting my hands tainted with blood, but if it’s for my uncle, I would do whatever it takes.

Catherine is just the start. And she won't be the end.

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The Main Mansion.

Slipping back quietly into my room, I knew I had little time to waste, so I took off the clothes I wore, had a quick shower, and dressed myself in black lingerie. I styled my hair to fall loose around my neck and adjusted my mask.

The mask was doing more work than good. Normally, when I was reborn, my features became sharp, and my skin became smoother. With my red lipstick and black mask covering half of my face, Uncle would never know I was the one.

Quietly leaving my room, I used the one ability Vienna introduced me to in this new life. I just had to imagine, and I would be right there in the most quiet and dark corner of his room.

I closed my eyes and took a deep, smooth breath, and by the time my eyes fluttered open, I was in the dark corner of his room—teleportation, a good ability that I wasn't willing to abuse, but there was no time.

It was draining and made me a bit dizzy, but since it’s Zeke, this little sacrifice is nothing.

“Hi, Alpha Zeke.” My voice sliced through the quietness in the room. A smirk tugged at the corner of his lips, but he didn’t lift his gaze from the documents spread before him.

But as I parted my lips to say another sentence, my eyes widened in surprise. With a whoosh of air, he was suddenly inches from me, his large frame caging me against the wall. So close!

The pulsing red veins on his face glowed ominously with that of his eyes. Scary much, but all I could feel within myself was a racing heart beating with excitement.

“Who allowed you into my room?” he growled, the deep edges of his voice wrapping around me like a vice, and I shuddered with a little swallow of excitement.

His voice shouldn't affect me; it shouldn't affect me. I chanted in my mind, trying to keep myself sane.

“It’s a free world, Alpha. I just thought I would drop by for a little chat.” I narrowed my eyes at him, trying to calm my heart that thudded crazily. He was an Alpha, and looking straight into an Alpha's eyes was one dangerous thing to do.

He looked away and moved back, giving me enough breathing space. I sighed in relief.

“You came here to visit, dressed like that?”

My eyes looked down at my lingerie—clad body and shrugged. Of course, I didn't come here to visit like I claimed. Take a hint, Alpha Zeke.

“What can I say? I like to make an impression.”

'Why not pounce on him?' I rolled my eyes internally at Vienna, earning a silly chuckle from her.

Everything was a step-by-step process. Zeke was leaning against the table now, his eyes still on me, watching my every move and reaction, and I returned the favor.

“If I am not mistaken, that red vein pulsing on your face is the Cold Lust Curse. Am I right, Alpha?” He chuckled, and I narrowed my eyes at him.

Why was he laughing?

“You know that and still came here?” He rubbed his chin in interest, his eyes gleaming with approval and lust. The effects of the curse were already starting.

“That’s precisely why I am here. I—”

“Not happening, young lady. From the smell of you, no man has ever touched you. I don’t do virgins.” He waved his hand in dismissal, and it was plausible.

In this body, I am still a virgin, but my mind is no longer pure. I can take him on.

'Oh, can you?' Oh, please, Vienna, let me focus. 'Alright, alright, do whatever you please. I am going to sleep; have fun.' I took in a deep breath and released it in a silent sigh.

I took two steps forward, letting the moonlight cast its gaze upon my skin. My body stopped shaking, and the chill of the room could never compare to the fire blazing within me.

“I would rather prefer it’s you, Alpha, than some random wolf who only knows how to think with his dick.” I mocked, and I was lucky enough to get an expression from him, watching his eyebrows twitch.

His chuckle after that sent a shiver down my spine. “You are quite the daring one,” he exclaimed as he ran a hand through his half-wet hair, and I craved so much to pull his hair and give him a merciless kiss—I gulped.

Patience, Rave.

I chanted for the last time before I took a daring step closer to him. A guttural growl echoed out of his chest, and I still advanced.

“Let’s make a deal, Alpha Zeke.” His eyes followed mine, and I was trembling so much, trying to restrain myself. He didn’t try to chase me away, and that was a good sign.

I was getting the hang of it.

But my heart could fly out at any moment just thinking about all the sorts of things I had done today.

“What sort of deal?” He tilted his head with curiosity steaming out of his corked eyebrows, and I pretended to be in deep thought as I tapped my chin and hummed.

“I will blindfold you and tie your hands, and you will let me do all the work?” This time it was I who tilted my head, and I saw the flicker of fire in his eyes before it disappeared. He was falling for it.

And I was dying from the scent of his cologne—ugh! I could smell him all day!

His scoff was a low rumble in the quiet room. “Do you think you can restrain me?” I placed a finger against my lips and chuckled before shaking my head.

“I don't think I can; I know I will.” I said with curt determination as I pressed my lips into a thin line and gave him the death stare.

“Then knock yourself out, wildcat.” It was all it took for him to throw me off balance. The drawl of his tone and the bass that echoed at the base of his throat were all going to be the death of me.

But he didn't go against his words. I blindfolded his eyes with my black lacy thong and then used my bra to tie his hands. The door was tightly locked, and as the air from the woods hit my naked skin, the heat between my legs slipped down my thighs, and I rubbed them with my fingers.

“Now, are you going to start, or do I have to be the one to count for you?” he murmured, his voice velvety smooth, wrapping around me.

I straddled him, and I knew it was the first time for me in this life, but I really wanted to feel him inside me again. It’s been so lo—

“Ah?!!!” A blood-curdling scream fell out of my lips as I slipped and took him all into me, breaking my resolve. My fingers dug into his back, and the intense pain shot into my brain.

Realization set in; I couldn't move.

“Don't tell me you are going to chicken out when you have already started.” His voice sounded low and angry, and before I could defend myself, he broke his restraints, and it only took a moment for him to have me cornered.

I was faced to the wall, bent like the horny b***h I was. “Alpha Zeke!”

“I forgot to tell you…” He leaned in and whispered beside my ear, “I hate being on the submissive end.”