Dear Ex-Mate, Your Uncle Is Mine

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Unity.

The first thing I did once I had organised myself for the night was looking into Alpha Geralt. Aslan was better at digging into people's life online, so I had him do it for me. He had been all day at the hospital with my aunt, and I was glad that the surgery was successful, and she was recovering quicker than I even expected.

My cell phone beeped, taking my mind out of the laptop, and it was a message from Susan, asking how my first day at work went with the alpha supreme. I had to make my response short, because I couldn't stand sharing with her how that man first rejected my attempt, and when he thought he couldn't stand it, devoured me vigorously and still claimed he did it to satiate my cravings.

Working with him as his secretary wasn't just all I needed from him as it stood. But if I could hurt Tyrion so much by getting intimately closer to his uncle and he would bleed in tears, that would be my best revenge.

He was just an alpha king and ruled under his uncle, so there was nothing he could do to me.

Aslan tapped my leg, and I quickly dropped my cell phone beside me. “Look, he's been divorced for thirteen years now, and their daughter's name is Eowyn,” he read out to me, and I exhaled sharply. “Of what use is this information? I can't believe he has a daughter the same age as you.”

I took a deep gulp and relaxed back. “Does it matter?”

“What do you mean? You should call him Dad…” Aslan snapped and stood up. “If not that his pay is quite high, I really don't like it since Alpha Tyrion is his nephew, and you two had beef. Don't you think being between them would cause havoc and endanger your life?”

“But we aren't dating…” I gestured, shock causing my eyes to widen.

He scoffed, “Are you telling me that? I heard you speaking to Susan about him and how you are scared he would hurt your feelings. You hoped so much that he was a single dad because that was how you could get closer to him…and I can see how happy you are that he is. But how does it feel? It's a taboo, and people will make fun of you when you date such an older man.”

My jaw clenched. How did he find out all that when I didn't even say a thing to him?

“Aunt Mirella won't like this idea of you falling in love with such a man. He's powerful and f*****g wealthy, but you should also think about how people will see it. You two aren't mates, and his daughter could poison you for trying to take her mother's place,” he snapped at me and began leaving my room.

I was just lost in words. Did I ever tell Susan that, and didn't recall? Even if I did, when did it become an offence for someone to confess their feelings?

He was the first man to ever get me gifts, the first man to look at me so passionately, and I knew damn well he was holding back just because of the age gap and nothing else. So who cares what the pack members would say? His daughter wouldn't dare harm me when her parents are divorced.

Or should I just mind my own business and get rid of those shameless feelings I developed for him? How could I do that so easily?

Susan says that dating older men was far better, and since he was a single dad, it fit in. I was also scared that rejecting his future advances if he ever made up his mind would lead me to lose my job, and I seriously don't want that to happen.

At the end, after so much thought, I couldn't even make a decision and just wanted to follow the flow of my heart. My wolf refused to let him go and vowed to have me beg for his co*ck if I decided to end those feelings…and surely, she would disgrace me by doing that.

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In the next three days, I had finally gotten used to my position and nearly forgot that I was a student. I was planning on reminding him that school would resume soon, and I was also scared that he would fire me, so I would return to school, which was why I hesitated to bring up the matter.

I had finally spoken to my aunt about my new job and how the pay would sustain us even if she doesn't work any longer. She was so glad, and I didn't want to spoil her mood by telling how things ended between Tyrion and me, and then the fact that I was working for his uncle.

While I was busy typing the sheets I would submit to Alpha Geralt, Susan texted me about going to a newly opened club during the weekend, and if I was interested. I first checked the alpha's schedule, and he seemed to have an appointment that would need my presence, so I apologised to Susan that I wouldn't be present, and somehow, I didn't like the idea.

But at one time, I couldn't agree to stay away from Alpha Geralt when my presence was needed.

These few days, he hadn't smiled at me, and when I talked to his beta about it, he assured me he would regain his mood, as it had been soured by his ex-wife. But he made a move I didn't see coming on my fourth day of working with him.

He called me into his office and shifted an envelope towards me without saying a thing. I said nothing too and unsealed it, only to come through my sack letter. I dropped to my knees, my eyes widened as though they would fall out of their sockets. “Alpha, what does this mean? Why are you sacking me?”

Yet he said nothing. I knelt there, the hot tears I didn't know had been storing in my tear gland all spilled down my face. How could he do this to me after so much hope? I had lost my job in the resort because of him, and finding a new one could take me an eternity.

How will I pay off my debts? What about my family?

“You can't do this, please. I promise never to cross the line between business again. I will do my best as your secretary, I promise." I cried out, my heart shredded into pieces. “Alpha, you could give me a second chance, right? Honestly, I am a good girl and was never a slut. I apologise for making nasty moves and statements to you. I'm so sorry for thinking otherwise when you had nothing in mind.”

An hour elapsed, yet this man didn't give a damn about my presence.

I crawled on my knees towards him and held his legs, "I'm begging you, please. This is my only hope of survival. I have my family to take care of, my aunt's hospital bills, my loan, and my brother's tuition fees. If I lost this job, I would be helpless. Please don't do this…I'm begging you.”

Despite all my pleas, he rather sent forth his beta into his office.

“Take her out, clear her aunt's hospital bills, and her loans. Give her enough money that would sustain them for a long time, but I don't ever want to set my eyes on her again,” he commanded, while I still knelt there, helpless.

Beta Jesper took me out of the office, and even as he had lifted so much burden off my shoulders, I still couldn't get over it.

Why was he doing this? Was it because of my advance? Or that Tyrion was my ex-mate?

I tried talking to beta Jesper to help me talk to him, but his response sent chills all over my body.

“It's better you stay away from him. His world and yours are apart,” he said to me and patted my shoulders. “Take this card, it has enough to solve every single bill you have.” He put the card into my palm and hopped into the car again.

I stood before my house, watching as the car drove off.

Uncontrollable tears streamed down my face. I felt as though I had lost everything I worked for, and the only thing I wished was that everything was a dream.