All Chapters of DEAR EX, I AM YOUR UNCLE'S MATE: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Tears piled up in my eyes, as I stood at the balcony clenching my fist against the cold iron rail, my whole being was trembling so badly as I watched the sleek Royal Blue GTR gliding into the driveway. The more I stared, the more my heart kept beating like it might come off my rib cage. I wish I could do something but I just stood there helpless, I'm only a weak wolf, I haven't even had my first full-form transformation.I didn't need to be informed about what might happen, I already knew something was about to unfold again and that only made my heart ache in pain. The car door slowly pushed open and Damian stepped out, Damian is the Beta to the Alpha of our pack, he was still as breathtaking as always, in his corporate suit, with his muscular broad build. Damian and I were fated mates and we were so much in love with each other but a few months into our marriage he had changed so much, I never for once fell out of love with everything I admired so much about him, but he seemed to for

I couldn't have enough of him. I was exhausted and sore, but I didn't mind. I did not want to sleep. I wanted the pains. I wished he were always with me. His weight rested on top of me. I wanted to squeeze him in even more. I wanted to see his face. I wanted his sweat to drop on me. I wanted to drop mine on him. I got on top of him. I had never done it before. I couldn't believe I was actually doing this. I was creating something. I grasped him and slid him in. He felt something deeper in me. I'll never forget this. I was in command, which he appreciated. I held his hands down. He acted as though he was attempting to escape. I touched his face with my tits. He lost his mind and bucked. He tore me apart. I applied pressure. It was unbelievable to me. He flicked a finger over my buttocks. It was me that did it to him. Heaved and lifted. It was unbelievable to me. It went on forever, and so did the new things. He took action. I made a copy of him. I took action. He carried it out agai

I stood there, my breath uneven, as Elijah’s words echoed in my mind. I couldn’t let this continue. I needed answers. “Why aren’t you afraid?” I blurted out, my voice trembling but determined. “What if people find out about us? About what happened?”Elijah, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed, seemed completely unbothered. “Afraid?” He smirked, the corner of his lips curling up. “Of what? The family’s reputation? Their precious honor?” He pushed off the wall and took a step toward me, his eyes dark with amusement. “Annabel, I couldn’t care less about the family’s reputation. In fact, I’d enjoy watching them squirm.”His words sent a chill down my spine. How could he be so cold, so uncaring? “What do you want from me, Elijah?” My voice was barely above a whisper, desperate for a way out. “What can I do to be free of you?”He looked at me, his expression suddenly serious. “Free of me?” His tone was almost mocking. “Annabel, this… whatever it is between us… it ends when I deci

I could feel the weight of Elijah’s eyes on me as we drove through the empty streets. The silence between us was thick, the tension suffocating, but I couldn’t bring myself to speak. I stared out the window, my mind reeling from everything that had happened in the last few hours.Damian’s words echoed in my head, sharp and cruel: You’ve made your choice. But had I? Had I really chosen this—Elijah, the lies, the betrayal? Or was it just a consequence of everything falling apart?My heart clenched as I thought of Damian, of the way his face had twisted with anger and pain. He had always been cold, distant, but in those moments, there had been something raw and broken about him. I had never seen him like that, and I didn’t know how to process it.The car slowed as Elijah pulled into the long, winding driveway that led to his estate—a place I had never been but had heard whispered about. The looming mansion came into view, its dark, gothic architecture casting shadows that stretched out

The door slammed shut behind Elijah, and the tension in the room seemed to coil tighter, suffocating me. Damian stood frozen, staring at the door with a look that sent chills down my spine. His chest rose and fell rapidly, his hands still clenched into tight fists at his sides. He didn’t move. He didn’t speak.For a moment, I thought he might break the silence, that maybe he’d turn and walk away. But then his gaze snapped to me, wild and unhinged, as if I were the one responsible for everything spiraling out of control.“You’re really going to let him control you?” Damian’s voice was raw, bitter, and laced with something darker, something almost desperate. “After everything we’ve been through, you choose him?”I swallowed hard, my throat tight. “I didn’t choose—”“Yes, you did,” Damian spat, cutting me off. “You chose him the moment you crawled into his bed. You let him mark you. And now, you’re trapped. Is that what you wanted, Annabel? To be someone else’s prisoner?”The accusation