Lucky? No! I Don't Wanna Be Uncle Alpha's Second Mate

Lesley Williams was once the alpha's daughter, but a fatal accident took away everything she loved. Now she's her Uncle's pet and the pack's omega, which means she's constantly bullied and abused. She's broken inside, but she doesn't want to leave her father's pack in fear of what her uncle might do to them in retaliation. Her only comfort is that when she meets her mate, he'll be able to take her away from this hellhole... Alpha Cedrick Silver had a mate once. A beautiful omega wolf, but she rejected him. Barely surviving the broken bond, he became ruthless and coldhearted, throwing himself into building up his pack to be the biggest and strongest pack in the nation. Now he has a girlfriend, that he's content with and he does not want a mate: EVER! But the second their eyes met, Cedrick and Lesley realized that they were fated for each other. Not thrilled about having another omega mate, Cedrick is even more disgusted when he realized that not only is his second chance mate considered 'the pack's slut', but she's also half his age. Does he want someone like that as his mate and Luna? Can she trust him with her secrets? Can these two broken people find love? WARNING!! This story contains scenes of sexual abuse of a child, rape, sex, strong language, verbal abuse, extreme bullying, mental disorders, self-harm, thoughts of suicide, gore, and other offenses that might be illegal in some countries.

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Chapter 11

Lesley's POV

I actually wanted to laugh.

He looked into my eyes, and stared at my boobs – eyes widened! Tried to look me in the eyes again but failed and took another long glare at my boobs! Eyes growing even bigger!

"You do realize that the mate-bond is created by looking into your mate's eyes, not her boobs, right?" I grinned, trying not to laugh out loud. Oh yeah! I had really big boobs! My nickname among the humans I knew in town, was "Big D". Guess what that stands for.

"So-sorry!" he stuttered, blushing like a virgin while trying to/not to look away. "Wh-why are you naked?"

"Because I'm washing my clothes," I answered as a matter of fact-ly. What? It's not like I could tell him that I was trying to avoid my cousins, because of my uncle's stupid alpha command! "Why else would I be in the laundry room?"

He looked at me again with a half "ups"/"make sense" expression, before his eyes glide back down my body. Damn! He's so cute, not trying to look. I smirked, once I caught his eye again. If possible, he blushes even more, once he realized he was caught red-handed. With a scowl, he took off his jacket and handed it to me. I didn't really question it and just put it on, that way I at least was dressed. It covered most of me, but with my size, it barely reached my thighs.

His scent drifted back into my nostrils, sending shivers down my spine. Good grief! I'd never smelled anything this nice before! It was a mixture of his cologne and the smell from before. Like being wrapped in a warm blanket.

"What happened?" he then suddenly asked, gesturing to my burned abdomen. I immediately knew what he meant. And like a self-defense mechanism, I lied.

"Cooking class," I answered hoping he didn't know, that that's not a subject in high school anymore. Damn this werewolf aging thing! He didn't look a day over 20! And for some reason, my first thought is that he is WAY out of my league! As in look up the definition of "tall, dark, and handsome" and there is a picture of this fucking guy. His eyes are a vibrant icy, blue color, that dominated most of his facial structure and which I find absolutely mesmerizing and beautiful beyond description. His jawline is perfectly enhanced by the perfect 5 o'clock shadow and his pitch-black hair is cut short at the sides and long on top, with a style that makes him look like a model from fucking photoshop! And oh god! I haven't even gotten to his body yet! I know he was shamelessly eye-raping me, but holy virgin Marry, I wanted that on top of me!

His eyes meet mine again and I can feel my wolf jump back at the intense stare and almost disappear to the back of my consciousness.

Seriously?! I thought to myself. The whole mate thing is entire because of our wolves and she goes into hiding the second she finds hers? She's even so far back, I bet my mate's wolf can't even sense her! Which would explain the confused look on his face right now.

"Lesley?!"

We're both snapped out of our trance and turned to face the intruder. My heart sank and my skin turned to ice. Fuck!

"What are you doing here? You know what? Never mind!", my uncle's voice thunders into the room and way too quickly his judgmental and angry eyes find mine and I know, he's going to make the rest of my day hell! "Now you're here, get upstairs and help your Luna with her routine." I nodded and lowered my eyes, as I passed the both of them. But before I reached the stairs, I felt Uncle grip my hands, pulling my face dangerously close to his; his warm and disgusting breath on my skin. "Mess up, and I'll make you pay!"

"Yes, alpha," I answered, trying to hold back a shiver down my spine. I could still sense my mate close by, but I didn't expect him to do anything. No one in their right mind went up against an alpha.!

"Don't touch her like that!"

A deep animalistic growl filled the room. I snapped my head around and saw my mate fuming with anger, taking a threatening step toward my uncle. And to my utter glee, he flinched away for a second. But that's all it was. A second! He regained his posture and with a slight shove, pushed me up the stairs. Another warning growl rumbled in my mate's chest, but this time Uncle Harry was prepared for it.

"I find it's the only thing that works on her," he answered, sending me another death glare. Great. I was now going to pay for this! But somehow, I was still surprised by the way my mate had stood up for me. But then again, why wouldn't he? He was my mate, right? The one who would never hurt me, right?

"She's completely impossible to control," my uncle continued cold as ice, while I hid at the top of the stairs. My heart was racing. What was he going to say to uncle? Would he accept me? Would he.?

"She's my mate!"

My heart jumped and so did my wolf. YES! He said it! I'm his mate! He acknowledged us! I'm getting out of here.!

"Excuse me?!"

And that's when the sudden realization hit me. Not the surprise or disbelief in my uncle's voice. Or that Trevor and Fraya were coming out of their rooms; also listening in on the conversation with utter disbelief and hate on their faces.

No...

I was going to leave my father's pack!

"That girl," my mate said again, this time power was raiding off his voice. "She's my mate!"

I heard Fraya make some lame-ass comment, but I didn't stick around to find out what it was. I turned down the hall and went up to the attic. The key to the door was long gone, but I felt somehow safe once I closed it behind me. My heart was racing, and my head was spinning. I felt weak in my knees and before I knew it, I was stumbling down on my wood floor bed. Everything still rushing in and out of my brain.

I know that it's customary for a she-wolf to leave her pack if her mate is from a different pack, but. This time was different. I was going to leave everyone. They'd be left in their own misery just like Amanda! Who was going to help them? Who was going to protect them?

It had always been my responsibility to make sure everybody was ok. That everybody got what they needed. I was the one who went against my uncle's stupid ranking system and made sure loans were paid and medication got ordered. I was even Uncle Harry's punching bag, so he didn't hurt anybody else. Who was going to take care of my father's pack, if I was gone.?

Lesley!

It was again my uncle's voice, that snapped me out of my trance. I jumped up for absolutely no good reason, other than he startled me. I really hated this mind-link!

Get downstairs! NOW!

It wasn't a request.

Yes, Alpha Harry.

I quickly pulled on a pair of leggings, a T-shirt that was closing in on being two sizes too small, hugging my body the way it used to, before I grew breasts, and one of Dean's famous pullovers. I combed my hair with my fingers, so I at least looked somewhat presentable, before I ran downstairs again.

My uncle and mate were in the living room, both with a glass of gin in their hands. Celebrating something? Somehow the irony in that made a smile creep across my lips.

The second I entered the room, my mate stood up and came over to me. DAMN! He's tall! And I'm tall, so that's saying something. Dean had only been like 3 or 4 inches taller than me and my uncle wasn't any different, so seeing this guy, for the first time in my life, I had to tilt my head backward to meet his gaze. His very intense gaze I might add. I wondered if he smelled Dean on this blouse after all this time.?

"Lesley," Uncle Harry started very formally, forcing me to look away from my mate to his ugly grin. "This is Alpha Cedrick."

My heart sank and I'm pretty sure my wolf fainted.

What the---?!

My mate was an ALPHA?!

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For ten years, I disguised myself as my dead twin brother, fighting bloody mob wars to build the Falcone family's bootlegging empire. When the war ended, I thought I could finally take off the men's suits and be Anya again. Instead, my parents stole my victories to secure my father's power, demanding I disappear forever. When I tried to expose the truth, my family dragged me into a soundproof basement. My younger brother forced a metal funnel past my teeth and poured corrosive chemicals down my throat, dissolving my vocal cords into a blistered ruin. They chained me to a freezing pier, whipped me bloody, and let the men I used to lead spit on me as a jealous traitor. Then, under the guise of a family reconciliation dinner, my mother drugged my wine. While I lay paralyzed but fully conscious on my bed, my brother took heavy iron pliers and crushed all ten of my fingers, bone by bone. They wanted to ensure I could never hold a gun or write the truth again. I had slaughtered for them, bled for them, and craved only their love. In return, they pulverized my body and painted me as a hysterical madwoman just to keep the crown I had won for them. The foolish girl who wanted a family died in that agonizing pain, leaving behind only a ghost. Dragging my mangled, bandaged body into the rival Romano family's charity gala, I collapsed at the feet of their ruthless matriarch. "I invoke the sacred code," I rasped through my chemically burned throat. "I demand a Vendetta."

Action Mafia Modern

8.7

Ex Begs Back-After Letting Another Wolf Claim My Kid

8.7

I've spent years as the Blake pack's punching bag-all because of a lie about my dad. Veronica, the she-wolf I once loved, the mother of my little Ivy, spat on me daily. "You're a rogue," she'd snarl, slamming me into walls. "Ivy will never know you're her father." Preston, that snake, made it worse. He paid thugs to beat me, whispered lies to turn the pack against me. But when Veronica locked me in a basement with rabid dogs? That's when I knew I had to die-or fake it. I chose the latter. Now I'm free. Camille's in my arms, our daughter Lila clinging to my leg, her laugh brighter than the moon. But Veronica found me. "Owen, I love you," she sobbed, dragging me to a binding ceremony. I stared at Camille, at Lila's sleeping face. "Some wounds don't heal, pup."

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8.7

GLACIER TRUCE

8.7

Meet Two different Families. They are the two most dangerous Mafias in the whole of Italy, across Sicily and to this day, no other clan stands a chance against them. First Family. Name: Cactus Clan Name: Nightshade Clan Godmother, Serena, the head of the clan. A woman who is feared even by powerful men. She's a definition of craziness. She's well know for being a crazy witch that nobody wants to mess with. Erica, 25 years old, the first daughter, another witch who took after their mother without any single difference in character. She is very obedient to the core as she follows whatever their mother says without bothering to think about it. She's a badass fighter and can't go a day without spilling blood. Venetta, 23 years old. Second daughter and the craziest girl you might ever encounter. You can never understand her mood. It fluctuates... one minute she's smiling, the next second she's something else...and the reason is she's a drug addict. She sniffs like her life depends on it. Jazzlyn, 21 years old. She has no single similarity to her other siblings. Not like she was hated but she wasn't loved like the others. She was not allowed to go to any mission because she wasn't trained and was regarded as weakling. Her offense was that she had a weak heart. She had never gotten things right. She has badly wanted to train, wanted to go to mission but it was basically her fault and nobody's that she wasn't good. She keeps on trying and still can't. She can't even handle a gun. She was always left out during missions. One crazy thing she enjoys doing is cutting herself. She loves making herself bleed. * Second Family. Name: Truce. Clan Name: Hades fruit Clan Godfather, Padrino. The only one who's not scared of Serena. Instead he's also feared by everyone and every other clan in Italy, except Serena's though. Renzo, First Son, 25 years old. A playboy, bully and a dangerous killer. Padrino trust him more than anyone in the world cos he does not believe in love. Ace, second son, 24 years old. He's a playboy also and a drug addict. He went schooling in the states and ended up making a transfer back to Italy. He's a nice person and at the same time cold. And then we have, Glacier. 24 years old. He is merely a tool. Crazy, right? The son of Padrino, a tool? He's the most hated one in the family and clan. Even though he's one of them. He was never trained, not even how to defend himself but surprisingly, he had his first kill at the age of ten. He gets beaten up even when Renzo and Ace makes the mistakes. He gets beaten like a thief and he was used to the countless and ugly bruises all over his body. He doesn't talk, always alone, a weirdo. Amidst all this, Glacier is a strikingly handsome young man. He is the very definition of what it means to be devoid of mercy. He has no heart....he has been taught never to smile, laugh or frown. His expression is always unreadable. No one can decrypt his thoughts. After his first kill at the age of ten which was a shock to Padrino, he started leading every mission and decides who will accompany him. Everyone knows better to avoid his wrath, except for Renzo, who never backs down, though he is no match for Glacier. * Everything is all about competition to both families. Both families are sworn enemies for reasons unknown and they succeeded in passing the hatred on and on to their children. In a single word, they are bloody enemies and there's even a rule guiding that. A Nightshade must not be seen getting intimate with an Hades fruit and vice versa. They shouldn't be seen talking or chitchatting. They should keep hating on each other. Now let's talk about the school they all attend... Acme University. The school popular slogan which was common among the students is if you can't beat the rich, melt away. Acme University is an institution where the sons and daughters of the wealthy and powerful Mafia families ruled the halls. This elite school was notorious for its lax academic standards And rampant bullying, where family connections and social hierarchy dictated the pecking order there. At the top of the food chain were the *Capi*, the heirs to the most powerful Mafia families[Hades fruit Clan and Nightshade Clan] Below the Capi were the *Sottocapi*, the children of mid-level Mafia families, who aspired to climb the ranks and gain favor with the Capi. The *Bourgeoisie*, the offspring of wealthy business families, often caught between loyalty to their families and the allure of Mafia power. At the bottom of the hierarchy were the *Plebeians* Let's stop here.... A war begins. But what happens when this war transforms into something unexpected, something forbidden? What dark secrets will be revealed? Curious to find out where the dark forbidden romance comes from. You can't miss this book for anything.

Mafia Modern Romance

7.1

Marriage Secrets: Taming the secret Mafia Queen

7.1

"Your bravery is admirable, General. Pity it will be your last day," She purred, her voice laced with venom as it echoed through the phone. Silence met her words, and with a satisfied smirk, she placed the phone back on the table. Reaching for her wine glass, she took a sip savoring the taste of revenge. Raven's eyes shifted to the man standing before her. His rigid posture betrayed his fear as she issued her next command. "Kill him slow and messy. Make a little video of it" A devilish smile crept into her face as she imagined the scene. ***** Lelia Morin, an accomplished businesswoman known for her philanthropic endeavours, had a reputation of being kind, generous and virtuous. Crowned as the Nation's woman", she was an epitome of beauty and grace. One fateful night, her judgment clouded with alcohol leading her into a night of passion with a mysterious man. Reid Donovan awoke to the unexpected sight of a stunning woman beside him, and due to the circumstances and the strange attraction he had with her. He decided to take responsibility for his actions by marrying her. Little did they know that both of them were harbouring secrets. A secret like Reid Donovan being an undercover General sent to investigate the Moran family. Which is unknown to the world it's her family. These hidden truths were more dangerous than they could ever imagine. As their lives begin to intertwine, these secrets threaten to ruin their lives, risking everything they hold dear. Will they be able to conquer and confront those secrets or will the secrets end up pushing them deep into its abyss.

Mafia Mystery Romance

8.2

Marrying the Mafia's Daughter

8.2

Forced into an arranged marriage, a powerful billionaire finds himself bound to the daughter of a notorious mafia kingpin. This union, designed to bridge two dangerous worlds, quickly spirals into a web of secrets and unexpected desire. As they navigate their volatile alliance, they must decide if their connection is a liability or their greatest strength. In a landscape defined by loyalty and betrayal, can true love survive the crossfire?

Billionaire Mafia Romance

9.0

Revenge for Mom: Destroying His Mafia World

9.0

My fiancé, the Underboss of the DeLuca Crime Family, promised he would burn the world down for me. But when my mother was dying in the hospital, he chose a ski trip with another woman. It was that woman's dog that attacked my mother, but when I called him, shaking, he was annoyed. He was in Aspen with Isabella, and I could hear her laughing in the background. He dismissed my mother's injuries as a "minor scrape" and told me not to "make a big deal out of this." While my mother's fever spiked, he ignored my desperate pleas. Instead, my phone lit up with an Instagram post of him and Isabella smiling by a fireplace, sipping hot chocolate. My mother slipped into septic shock. That picture was a public declaration, a judgment on my mother's worth, and my own. A cold fury burned away every last bit of love I had for him. She died at 3:17 a.m. I held her hand until it was cold, then walked out of the hospital and called the one number I was never supposed to use—the number for my father. "She's dead," I said. "I'm coming to Chicago. I'm leaving this life, and I'm going to burn his world to the ground."

Action Mafia Modern

Lucky? No! I Don't Wanna Be Uncle Alpha's Second Mate

Chapter 11

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