MATED TO MY HUSBAND'S UNCLE

CHAPTER 1 ANNA'S POV As soon as I parked into the garage of my home, my phone buzzed displaying a call from my team leader number. "Great work at the office today Anna, I really appreciate you staying overnight. But, I'm gonna need you to be early at work before 8am tomorrow. You are the only one who can pitch the presentation perfectly to the CEO Damien Grey who is coming over tomorrow, so don't f*ck this up." Mat said before ending the call, leaving me with a tired sigh. My eyes were literally eye bags by now, I had faced another long evening at work which even entered next day. The time was 11:47PM and I was freaking exhausted, I yawned as I got down from the car and made my way into my home. "Charlotte." I called my sister's name, she was twenty year old and she attending the university here in California. There was no response, which seemed unusual. She was typically the one to stay late. As I entered the kitchen, I was met with the sight of party cups, chocolate wrappers, and Charlotte's crop top scattered across the floor. "How many times do I have to warn her about this?" I muttered to myself, annoyance creeping in, she wasn't a two-year old baby anymore and I wasn't going to clean up her mess anyway. Not after my marathon day at the office. She probably had a boy with her upstairs, but that was no excuse to leave her clothes on the ground. "Charlotte," I called out again, climbing the stairs. That's when I heard it—strange moaning sounds from her room, mixed with the unmistakable grunts of a man. I froze for a moment, as my stomach churned with discomfort. Really, Charlotte? I thought while rolling my eyes. This wasn't the first time she'd brought someone over without telling me, but she'd never been this careless about it. I approached the door to knock, but it was slightly opened. "Charlotte, how many times do I-" To my shock, the sight before me rendered me speechless. "Marco," my husband's name slipped out of my mouth. Both Marco and Charlotte looked at me with stunning faces, Charlotte then commented with a giggle. "Seems like the cat is out of the bag." "Ugh, I can't believe I forgot to lock the freaking door." Marco growled annoyed at himself as he withdrew himself away from her, I stood there in shock as I witnessed my husband who had bent my sister over the bed and buried his c*ck inside her. "You lying cheating piece of ..........." I stammered, trying to find my voice, as Marco shoved me away from the room slamming the door behind him and giving me a cold stare. "You were supposed to be on a business trip, is this what you were up to?" I spat out aggressively at him, he poked his ear with his pinky to indicate nonchalant to the situation which added fuel to the fire. "I was just having fun, it's been awfully long since I had anything like that." He said with a smirk and my face became distorted with disgust. "Don't you have any shame? F*cking my younger sister, for christ sake...She is just Twenty!" I emphasized, but he only laughed at me. "Shame? Are you f*cking joking with me right now? It has been four years and you haven't given me an heir, as the son of a prominent beta. My family clan demands an heir from me, as I am stepping up as the new leader of my clan, that means I have duties and responsibilities which I must fulfill no matter what. So do you understand that? Or are you too fu*king stupid to comprehend? "So, the only way you could get an heir was to sleep with my younger sister! How dare you?" "It's not a big deal," he said, which stroke a nerve and I stroke him across his face, my wolf growled within me eagering to claw it's way out as my eyes turned yellow. She was ready to take over. "How dare you make light of what you did my own sister? How could you betray me like that? You! ........" I yelled at him, as I raised my hand to slap him again but he stopped my hand grabbing my neck with his other hand. "Let.....me....go..." I managed to utter, as he tightened his grasp around my neck making it hard to breathe. "To think that a pathetic wife like you is raising her hands against me, If you ever raise your hand against me again, I won’t just stop you—I’ll break every bone in your body, piece by piece. You’ll wish you’d never crossed me." He shoved me and I stumbled to the ground, he stared down at me with pure hatred. "It irritates me that you don't know your place, do I need to remind that this marriage is complete facade? A mere joke, if not for the benefits of your father's deal. I wouldn't have gone ahead with this joke of a marriage, infact I don't need you right now and I don't expect you to sleep in this house this night." He spat out, his words cold and final. "Wha....what? Where would I go this night?" I asked him and he looked at me with disgust. "Away from here, obviously. I and your sister need our alone time He declared, opening the door back to the room and slamming it in my face. I laid there on the ground as tears poured down my face, fighting the tears already bubbling out of my eyes. Marco was right, my marriage was indeed a joke. His father and mine were once brother in arms, so they arranged everything from the start, my father wanted to merge our families because it would benefit him political when he runs for governor. In conclusion, I was sold off to someone that treated me worse than cattle. Within moments, I heard moans again inside the room. Louder, as if they wanted to mock me and hurt me more. I carried myself from the ground and found the keys to my car as I hurried to the garage, escaping into my car. I sniffed as I grabbed my phone to call my mother, it rang several times before she answered. Before she could even speak, I poured out my emotions to her. "Mom, I am tired.....I can't do this anymore, this.... marriage." I whispered to her with sobbing tone and my mother growled in a frustrated tone. "Why can't you just give him a baby and get this over with? I can't listen to your complains this night, it's too early and I'm not in the mood for it. Goodnight." She said abruptly, ending the call. I sank into the seat of the car, staring at my phone. What was I even expecting? It was obvious that my mother would respond this way, "f*ck!" I shouted before punching the steering wheel. I sighed tiredly after venting my frustration. I immediately wiped my tears and fired up the engines. I drove into the heart of the city, until I saw a fancy-looking bar. I didn't care about the amount they would charge there, I just wanted to escape the painful reality of this night. I entered the bar and approached the bartender, "I need something strong." "Rough night, huh?" He asked me, as he began mixing a blue concoction. "Yeah." I answered inaudibly, as I wiped the tears streaming down my face. The bartender finished mixing my drink and I downed it in one gulp, the burning hot sensation eased my pain. "Another," I ordered again. I swallowed the hot lava liquid and grimaced as I felt the alcohol hit me, the whole world was spinning and I felt dizzy. I held my head as I tried to steady myself. I stared at my empty bottle and I brought the bartender attention to it. "Another." He was reluctant for a moment, but he simply nodded and filled my cup before leaving the bottle to attend to others. "You aren't trying to kill yourself? Are you?" A voice interrupted me, I turned to my side looking at the surprisedly handsome face that caught my attention. His ocean blue eye were so dreamy that it made me gulp, I couldn't help but wonder if I was drunk. It had to be a crime to be this handsome. As I stared into his deep blue eyes, I felt it. An odd sensation, my wolf howled within me. She was strongly attracted to him, he looked at me the same way. Before the words, "mate." came out from my lips. After all this time, I had finally met my mate. But it didn't make any sense, I had thought that Marco was mate? Ahhh s**t, I knew I shouldn't have drank so many cups. This can't be real! My mind was probably conjuring fake signals. "What's your name?" I asked him and before his voice could escape his lips. "Alpha Klaus!" The bartender shouted with widened eyes as he dropped glass cups from his hand. Everyone suddenly stopped what they were doing and bowed their heads in respect before returning back to their drinks What? Could he actually be the real deal or was i too drunk? The stories about Alpha Klaus were about a ruthless and frightening werewolf with dragon tattoo and battle scars, not this sweet, handsome and dreamy man. "Hey, is this actually Alpha Klaus?" I asked the bartender to clarify, the Alpha Klaus chuckled beside me. "Who else could it be? This is Alpha Klaus." I couldn't believe it, what was happening? None of this made sense, is this real or am I too drunk? Not only did I discover my other mate which didn't make sense at all, but he was also an Alpha.