Forbidden Affairs With My Uncle

•• ABIGAIL •• "Dominick Romano?" I repeated my mother's words in confusion. "Lord Dominick Romano," my mother corrected me, "be respectful because he's your Uncle. And he will be looking after you in the Alpha's Academy." "What? Mom, you can't be serious right now," I panicked and quickly rushed close to her. Holding onto her arm, I asked, "Isn't that Academy in Rogue City? Why would you send me to such an uncivilized place for training? It's full of savage rogues! There are other Alpha's academies!" "Abigail," my mother pulled her hand from mine and glanced at me sharply. "It's your grandfather's decision. He has thought it carefully and wants the best for your future. Stop behaving like a spoiled brat and pack your belongings." "You are leaving by the evening," saying that she left, not even bothering to hear my answer. I know Lord Dominick, he's the owner of the Alpha's Academy and Rogue Hybrid Alpha. The one I have never met but only heard rumours of him being ruthless and dangerous. He's my grandfather's stepson, and I have heard from my father that grandfather and Lord Dominick hate each other ; to the point that both of them have never seen each other after grandmother's tragic death. Still, I can't understand why grandfather is sending me there! Before they wouldn't even bother mentioning uncle Dominick and now that he's a big shot in the business world, they all want to associate themselves with him. "Greedy folks," I rolled my eyes and opened my closet. "Anyhow, I can't go against my grandfather's decision. His words are law in the pack." Sighing, I lazily packed my luggage and stuffed bottles of suppressant pills. I take these pills to hide my omega pheromones, and continue to act like I'm Alpha. When I first shifted on my 16th birthday, I discovered my scent resembled that of an omega and I was slightly smaller than Alphas. Since then I have been keeping my secret from everyone. My parents would never accept me as omega, and my grandfather, who's Alpha of our pack, will not hesitate to sell me to some oldman for a huge price. Virgin omegas are desired by every pack's Alphas! But that's not the only issue— my pheromones are strong and powerful enough to attract all the males around me. In no time I'll be tagged as a cursed omega, who seduces men. They might even burn me alive mistaking him for a witch! Although I'm not just someone to be easily defeated, my wolf may be smaller than Alphas but I'm Dominant Omega. I can fight and challenge them like any other Alpha would— the reason I have been able to come this far without my secret getting exposed. Sigh! I'm not sure if I'll be able to keep my secret hidden in the Academy, a place which is full of Alphas. *** At 9:00 am in the morning, my SUV car drives past the nearest pack's territory before entering inside the territory of Rogue City. The concrete jungle slowly disappears, replaced with lush greenery and beautiful lamp posts, mailboxes, and benches on either side of the mountainous road. My eyes widened at the sight of houses build in the mountains, women working in their fields and cattles grazing in the grass yards. It was so different from the werewolf territories where only skyscrapers embracing the heights and vehicles running in top speed through the busy highways could be seen. Finally, the car speeds through the long driveway and stops before the enormous, mediaeval-style castle. I got out , carrying my luggage in my hands and looked around in curiosity. When suddenly a neatly dressed young man approached me and introduced himself as Lord Dominick's secretary. He took me inside the castle— I mean the Alpha's Academy building. "Is she a new student? She's got a very pretty face but looks petite to be an Alpha," I heard such comments as I walked through the fancy hallway. However the comments stopped when I followed the secretary down the long, quiet corridor, my heels clicking loudly on the polished marble floor. "Come inside," the secretary said and opened a large mahogany door without a sound, revealing an enormous office. My fingers grasped the luggage tightly as I hesitantly stepped inside. The secretary simply pointed me towards the desk of the Director, "Greet Lord Dominick.” His tone was calm but firm, leaving no room for refusal. Without even looking at Lord Dominick, I bowed respectfully and greeted, "Good morning, Uncle. It's my pleasure to meet you." My eyebrows tensed when I received no response. Confused, I raised my face and my cheeks flushed red. He was dangerously too handsome to be real— his hair were shades of two— black and gray, tied up in a messy bun. He rose up from his chair and towered over me, his charcoal gray eyes meeting mine. I couldn't help but breathe in admiration. His shoulders and chest were broad, his waist was snatched, and his facial features were high cheekbones, perfectly sculpted jawline, and a beautiful straight nose— neither too large nor too small— cuts clean, elegantly down the centre of his chiseled face. What's wrong with me? Why is my cheeks burning hot...? He's my uncle. I can't think of him that way... "Hello," he said, jolting me out of my thoughts, 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 on me as he closed the distance between us, "So...are you the beloved granddaughter he was talking about?" He asked, staring dead into my 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 wasn't even trying to hide his hatred for 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.