Dear Ex-Mate, Your Uncle Is Mine

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Susan returned with the bottle of wine, and although they had little alcohol, I knew it would still do well in making me tipsy as I wished. I didn't say much to her but grabbed the bottle once she uncorked the first one.

With how I filled my glass several times and emptied it, one would know I was so desperate to get drunk at that moment.

She grabbed the bottle as I was about to take the fourth shot, shifted it to the side, and rested his arms on the table. “Who is the guy who came here? Did he want to dance?”

I didn't understand who she was referring to until my wolf flashed to my mind Tyrion's chiseled face, causing me to gnash my teeth. “Don't talk about him. We don't know each other?”

“Really?” Susan leaned her face closer, her eyes wide enough to tell how curious she was. “How did you two know each other, and he reminded you of an offer? What are you hiding from me, babe?”

Her voice suddenly sounded so tiny that I nearly chuckled. Was it my mind being foggy and delivering wrong sounds to my ear, or was Susan's voice so tiny like that of a child? She was still staring at me even when my lips weren't moving.

“If you're going to hide anything from me, then I would assume we aren't truly friends. What offer was he talking about?” she asked again, and I kept rubbing my eyes, pretending not to know what she was talking about.

She stared at me so much that I became uncomfortable with it. But through her expression, one could tell how she was about giving up on me.

If I lied to her, would it hurt so much? She's told me everything about herself, and I hadn't. I really didn't want to, because everything was a secret that I thought would be made public soon. Only for that dickhead to think he owned me and could do anything with my body.

“Susan,” I mentioned, avoiding her gaze while still considering keeping it away from her. “Would you be mad at me if I told you? You have to promise me not to.” I raised my eyelids and met his softened look, and then she nodded.

It was something I was unprepared for, but I still leaked every single detail of my life to her, only to notice how red she'd turned while gritting her teeth. Who wouldn't get pissed by a mate who takes the other for granted? I felt so stupid wasting those years with Tyrion, and now his uncle was even behaving just like him.

“And he had the guts to remind you of it? Who says being the alpha king means you should misbehave?” Susan slammed her palm on the table, getting more pissed than I was. “He's so foolish. I want to sprain his neck, or maybe break any of his bones in a way his wolf wouldn't heal.”

With that opportunity, I grabbed the bottle she had taken away from me and filled my glass.

She even went ahead to uncork the second bottle and shift it towards me, causing me to give her a sharp glance. “You f*****g need to wind off memories of him. I hate the dude already, and just wish the moon goddess could strike him to death,” she said to me when my eyes said the talking.

I smiled and continued drinking until half of the new bottle was gone, then I decided to take a break.

“But, you really didn't do well to keep all those to yourself. What you're going to do is to forget about his uncle and focus on getting another job. I could actually help you to search for more.” Susan gestured and filled my glass for me. “You don't have to get entangled with that family anymore. They could go to hell for all I care!!” Her voice loudened at each word.

When I emptied the glass, I placed it back on the table and grabbed my handbag. “Where is the restroom? I just want to stay there until I get back myself, so you could have time to have fun with others.”

She shook her head, "You're so silly to say that. What happened to a lodge?”

“I don't want to waste my money on that.” I staggered to my feet. “So…

“I'll make payments for a lodge, so wait for me to return,” she said and made me sit back on the chair.

This was exactly why I came here, to get my thoughts complicated as it was now.

I really didn't want to think of Alpha Geralt or his nephew, and sure, it was happening. No matter how many times I tried to get his face once again across my eyes, my foggy mind kept reversing my eyes to the bottle of alcohol on the table.

Maybe I could grab one with me while leaving, but I feared it would slip from my palm and shatter on the floor.

“This is the key to the lodge. Not too far from here. Just the third room once you enter the hallway!” Susan explained, and I nodded. I slid the keyholder into my index finger and took off towards the hallway that she gestured at, my head so heavy, and the only thing I wanted was to sleep so long and wake up with no memories of those two families.

I entered the hallway and began counting the rooms, and once I reached the third, I slid in the key…but it was already unlocked.

No matter how I tried to see the key I was holding, I happened to be losing my vision to the alcohol so soon. And for that, I rushed into the room before I dozed off while standing.

I threw my handbag to the side and kept moving my hand from one corner to the other until I found the bed. “Oh, moon goddess! What a soft bed…” I groaned and quickly began undressing.

Surely, I shared the room with no one, and I really needed to sleep alone on the vast bed without having anyone nudge me.

I felt the cold air of the air conditioner on my chest, causing my n****e to go stiff. And as I stripped my panties, I grabbed the duvet to cover my nude body before I blanked off.

A strong cologne passed through my nostrils, and when I sniffed the duvet, I thought it came from there.

My brain was finally shutting down because I couldn't even see a thing any longer. I lay comfortably on the bed, having a pillow between my thighs, and the other I used to rest my head. This could be the longest sleep I’d ever have, with the warmth I felt from behind, and the sweet scent that stirred my sleeping wolf.

I had shut my eyes tight, overwhelmed with the beautiful dreams which were preparing to play out before me, when someone whispered in my ears, “Unity…” I tried opening my eyes, but couldn't. But I thought Susan must have come over out of concern to be sure I was really safe.

I licked my lips, lying more comfortably. “Massage my back, okay,” I responded, hoping that she would do that.

“Oh yes! You got such a delicate palm…” I murmured in my sleep while she rubbed her palm on my back gently.