All Chapters of Accidentally Fell For My Ex's Uncle. The Dark Alpha: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Nero POV"Your wife?"The clearing went silent.Even Drift stopped smiling.Nero immediately knew he'd made a mistake.Not because he had spoken. Because he had reacted.Drift stepped closer."Interesting."Nero said nothing.Drift folded his arms."So you have a wife."Nero leaned back against the center stone inside the circle."I said nothing.""You said plenty."Drift crouched."A wife means someone might be looking for you."No answer.Drift's smile widened."And now you're suddenly interested in where we've been."Still nothing."What does she look like?"Nero stared."What does she smell like?"Nothing.Drift laughed."There she is."Nero realized then.He had already lost.The moment he reacted.The scent on Drift wasn't accidental.It was recent.Too recent.And Drift knew it.Maybe not who.Maybe not why.But enough.Enough to start digging.Which meant Remi was in danger.Nero looked away.Shrugged."I was wrong."Drift blinked."What?""I smelled somebody similar.""You sm

Remi POV"About damn time."Gemma's voice reached them before the cabin did.The old woman was standing outside with a lantern in one hand and a shawl wrapped around her shoulders. The lantern light painted everything gold; the clearing, the porch, the wrinkles around her eyes, the deep line between her brows that only appeared when she worried.Which meant it had been there all day.Remi stopped at the edge of the yard."You've been waiting out here?"Gemma scoffed."What do you think?""It's freezing.""And whose fault is that?""Ours?""Good. At least you're smart enough to know."Bram snorted.Gemma rounded on him immediately."And don't you start. Come inside. I'll heat something." "For a second Remi just stood there watching them bicker.Normal.The whole scene felt strangely normal.After the day she'd had, after the market, after the man with the chain and the smell of binding magic, after hearing Nero's name whispered between strangers, seeing Gemma standing outside waiting

Remi POVThe morning started with Gemma yelling at the fire.Remi stepped out of Bram’s borrowed bed half-awake and still carrying the weight of a night she hadn’t properly slept through.Gemma stood in front of the hearth with a pot in one hand and a wooden spoon in the other, speaking to it like it had personally offended her.The smell of something thick and herbal filled the cabin, warm enough to cut through the cold leaking in through the gaps in the wood.“You’re either going to boil properly,” Gemma muttered, giving the pot a shake.Remi paused at the doorway, still wrapped in her blanket.“Are you arguing with breakfast?”Gemma didn’t even look back.“I argue with everything that refuses to behave.”Bram was already awake, sitting near the table, cleaning his blade like it was a habit he didn’t think about anymore. Mordor was on the floor behind him, half lying on a rug like he had fallen there mid-thought and decided it was too much effort to correct it. He was snoring softly

Nero POV“Who’s there?” The words left Nero’s mouth without thought. The bushes moved again.He was already on his feet.the chain lifting slightly as he shifted his weight forward. Whatever was in those trees had been there for a while. Long enough that a predator would have committed by now. Which meant it was a person. A person who'd been watching him.He waited and the bushes moved a third time.Then a figure stepped out. Nero’s body moved first. His instincts had already decided what his mind was still waiting to confirm.He stepped forward. And then he struck.The figure barely had time to react.He crossed the distance in three strides and had the man by the throat with one hand at his collar, the chain swinging, the other arm across the man's chest pinning him to the ground.The man didn't fight back. "I'm not — Nero, wait, I'm not one of them—" He went still immediately, both hands up and open, "Who are you?." and he said in a voice that was remarkably calm for someone curr

Remi POVShe started moving, rolling her hips in deep, grinding circles. Not fast. Not yet. She wanted to feel every second of this. The way he filled her completely, the way her body clenched around him like it never wanted to let go. The curse-light in his veins dimmed further with every thrust, fed by their connection, by the ruins in her hands glowing brighter where they gripped his shoulders.Nero strained upward, meeting her as best he could, chains rattling. “You feel… so good. Missed this. Missed your warmth. Your tight —” He broke off with a curse as she clenched deliberately around him.“Tell me,” she panted, leaning down to bite his lower lip. “Tell me how much you missed me. I want to hear it while I heal you.”“Every night,” he growled, voice wrecked with pleasure. “Thought about you, wishing you were with me. Thought about burying myself so deep inside you that you’d still feel me days later.” His hips bucked up harder, limited by the chains but no less intense. “My f