My Second Chance Mate Is My Ex's Uncle

Anastasia's POV At last, I am finally going to be together with my mate. After seven good years of being together as a lovely couple, our wedding is finally here. I have loved Antonio with all my heart. Since the day we both found out that we were mates, we have been looking forward to being together as one and our wedding day is finally here. I was filled with excitement, my heart swelled in anticipation as I sleep into my white wedding dress adorned with stones that had taken months to create. The makeup artist had just finished her final touch on my face when the door to my room was pushed open and my father stepped in with a smile. "You look beautiful, My daughter." Father's voice was filled with excitement as he gave me a proud smile. Father held my hand and we both stepped out. The ceremony was held in my father's garden. The garden was filled with people. They all turned their gaze on me with a smile. I could hardly wait to see Antonio at the altar, to take his hand i

Anastasia's POV Rage surged through me, "What are you doing?" I shouted, my voice echoing off the cold walls. Antonio looked up, his smirk annoyingly calm, while Jane barely glanced my way, her indifference cutting deeper than any blade."What does it look like we are doing?" Antonio asked shamelessly, gazing at me with disgust. "Have you no shame and respect for my father?" I spoke through my teeth, my wolf screaming to let out. He smirked cruelly and barked out a cold laugh, gazing at me menacingly, "You looked so pathetic and disgusting." My eyes brimmed with hot tears and rage clouded my sense of reasoning. Without thinking, I lunged at Antonio, my hand flying towards his face. But he was faster, stronger than me. He caught my wrist mid-air and twisted it, pain shooting up my arm and I winced in pain. "Don't you dare," he hissed, his grip like iron. Tears of pain and humiliation welled up in my eyes as I struggled to break free, but it was no use. He was overpowering me. My

Anastasia's POV My heart weighed heavy in my chest as I sat beside Alpha Alex in the car, who was emitting a cold aura that sent a chill down my spine. His gaze was piercing, devoid of any warmth or compassion. This was the man I had agreed to marry, not out of love, but out of sheer desperation. My father’s life and our family’s company, Kings Group, were at stake.The car got to Alpha Alex's company and one of the guards quickly got down to open the car door for him. He was about to get down when he turned his cold gaze on me and I felt my heart thumping in my chest. "Anastasia," he began, his voice chillingly calm, "Let's get one thing straight. This marriage is nothing but a business transaction. I do not love you, and I never will. Don't even think about developing any emotional attachments to me because you are not my type of woman."His words cut through me like a knife. I felt humiliated, but I managed to keep my composure. "I understand, your Highness," I replied, my voi