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.

Chapters

Chapter 7

Cedrick's POV

"Who is that?" I asked, still too shocked to believe what had just happened. That girl! She was---

"That?" Anja giggled and looked at my shocked expression, not suspecting a thing. She was a beautiful young woman, in her mid-20s; chestnut brown hair, dark eyes, and long, beautiful legs, seductively sticking out from under her pencil skirt. She was a Healer and originally belonged to this pack, but was training with our pack Healer since her father and he were old friends. And for the past 4 years, she'd been my girlfriend.

"That's Lesley Fuck's-A-Lot," she continued, as the girl disappeared into the woods. "She's kinda our pack's slut, but she's a sweet girl."

My heart cringed and my wolf growled. I clenched my hands around the steering wheel and tried to calm him down. Thanks to the sunglasses, I'd seen her eyes, but she hadn't seen mine, so she didn't know, we were mates. My wolf wanted to go after her, but I found myself conflicted. The pack's slut? Lesley Fuck's-A-Lot?! What the---?! Why would I want a mate like that, when I had a perfect, beautiful, and kind girlfriend sitting right next to me?

I'd barely finished the thought when my wolf went completely nuts and dangerously close to taking control of our body!

"Why the sudden interest?" Anja asked, finally realizing my sudden change of state.

"That's our mate!"

I don't know if it was me or my wolf who said it. It's not like I wanted to keep secrets from her, but. A mate?! Again.? I felt so confused and. strangely happy! I had a mate! I had gotten a Second Chance Mate! Only one in a million got those! And thoughts like that calmed my wolf down. He was getting a second chance.

But I also felt guilty about that! In my time alone, I'd gotten used to the idea of having – not a mate – but a girlfriend. I loved her, as much as I could, and she loved me back. But a mate.

My wolf was whining, wanting to follow his mate. He never wanted Anja's affections, but tolerated her, as she satisfied my needs and his. But every time I talked about making it permanent with Anja, he would scowl and frown and become like a 3-year-old toddler blowing a tantrum! He didn't want another. He wanted a mate.

And what about when she finds her own mate? He'd often asked me, clawing at the back of my mind, trying to take over and knock any such idiotic ideas out of our heads. What then?

I'd never answered that question. I guess I always thought I'd cross that bridge when I came to it. And now it looked like I was going to cross it. But not in the way I'd imagine it.

"What?"

Anja asked, confusion and surprise written all over her face. I knew she heard me, but as if I couldn't believe it myself, I repeated the sentence:

"She's my mate!"

I leaned back and again watched the spot, where she'd disappeared to. Fucking mate-bond! I literally felt more connected to a stranger I'd just sat eyes on – a stranger who through I was an asshole I might add – than I did to the woman sitting next to me. A woman who'd given me four years of her life and to whom I'd whispered many sweet nothings during passionate and heated sex. And because of some stranger, I felt like I'd been wasting my time, lying, and being unfaithful.

Great!

I tried to look at Anja again, but her expression didn't make sense to me. She was trying to figure this out, just like I was I guess, but I didn't have a single clue to, what was going on inside her head right now. Even after 4 years, I still didn't understand her. But then again, I never understood women.

"I'm sorry."

It was the only thing I could say. I felt like I owed her an apology. I did! I felt like shit for everything, but at the same time, my wolf was on cloud nine, still gnawing at the mental barrier between us, trying to take control, so he could follow his mate. Our mate. He was ready to move on, but I wasn't. I knew it was wrong to just drop and forget Anja. I couldn't do that to her. She deserved better.

"But-but.," she stuttered, but I don't think she knows what to say. "Where does that leave us then?"

"I don't know," I answered honestly, although my wolf would disagree. "I-I never expected--- this, but."

I tried to give some sort of explanation, but nothing came to mind or even made sense. My wolf was whining about his mate getting away, so it was hard to think. And his emotions were wreaking havoc on my own, so I didn't even know, what I felt.!

"You could just avoid her," Anja carefully suggested, glancing my way. "If she doesn't know, the bond won't grow."

"Don't suggest that," I growled--- or rather, my wolf growled. He became so furious I didn't have the mental strength to hold him down. And it took the rest of it, only to push him back.

I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself, while Anja seemed to be ready to jump out of the car, in case her life suddenly became endangered. Wise choice! I was an alpha and I didn't have a mate that had that usual calming effect on the male wolf. If I lost control, there was no telling what I might do or who I might hurt. Normally I killed and shredded my enemies, but everybody in my pack knew it was best never to anger me.

"My wolf becomes quite agitated if you suggest that he's not getting his mate," I managed to press between my clenched teeth but avoided looking at her, in case he was gonna fight for control again.

"His second mate," she spat. I snapped at her, but my heart cringed, and my anger quickly subsided, when I saw the tears forming in the corner of her eyes. "Are you really willing to go through that again?"

That!

I tried taking another deep breath, but only partly succeeded in NOT thinking about that. The time when my life was nothing but darkness and chaos. Where I never lived, only existed.

"I'm sorry," I said again, not knowing if I meant it this time or not. I ran my fingers through my hair and tried to figure out something. "I'll drive you to your pack. We'll talk when you get back home, ok?"

"You're gonna chose her," she snapped angrily mostly just confirming the statement rather than asking a question. Tears were running down her face. "Her over me?"

"She's my mate," I answered also feeling frustrated and angry. "I'm not choosing this. It just--- happened!"

"Asshole," she sneered and got out of the car. Wise choice! I sat back and watched her in the review mirror, while she grabbed her bag. She looked hurt. Tears ran down her face while anger and frustration were radiating off her body. She slammed the door as hard as she could and I'm pretty sure she was trying to break the handle.

Then she suddenly opened my door, towering over me and blocking the sun, casting a dark shadow over me. They say that there's nothing more terrifying than a woman scorned. Then imagine how terrifying that woman would be if she was part wolf!

"Oh, and plot twist," she sneered, poison and hatred dripping from every word. "She's an omega too!"

The door slammed back in my face. The window shattered and the splinters rained over me like pearls of rain. But I honestly didn't care! I barely noticed the cut forming on my face.

An omega!

Just like Sandra.

"Fuck!"

I sighed and leaned over the steering wheel. My mate – my first mate – had also been an omega. And she rejected me. She rejected me because I was born an alpha.

Can anyone say déjà vu?!

Want my advice? My wolf growled finally sitting still, but angry as hellfire!

No! I muttered, knowing he wasn't going to listen to me.

We mark and mate her now! GO!

We are not on the same page here, I sighed still not ready to give in to the mate-pull. Not only would I lose an amazing girlfriend, but I'd been gaining another omega. Omegas were weak! They couldn't handle the pressure of being a Luna or carry the responsibility that followed being the Alpha Female. That I learned the hard way. And yet fate decided to pair me together with yet another one?! Seriously, what kind of twisted joke was this?! Just as I was getting my 'happily ever after' with Anja.

You chose to fall in love with the bitch, not me! My wolf howled this time, getting more and more pissed, that I wasn't getting off my ass. Now go get our MATE!

Not until I've settled things with Anja! I yell back and finally got my wolf to back down. It's the right thing to do. Besides she's an omega! What's the worst that could happen to her?!

I never expected to learn later on the sick and twisted irony in that statement.

Continue to next part

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."

Mafia Romance Werewolf

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 7

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