Married My Ex’s Alpha Uncle

Silver's POV

When I got home, I ran into my studio without a word to anyone.

Tears fell down my eyes as pain consumed me. I slid to the ground, burying my face in my lap as the chaotic lights continued to flash through my mind. I remember seeing a glimpse of Shirly as I ran, and she too had red around her just like Elliot did.

They were both incredibly powerful Alpha's, and I had no business being in their presence.

She was the perfect match for him, and I was nothing.

The words Shirly had said to me in the bathroom kept playing in my head and I couldn't get them out. Pain shot through my temples, and I winced in pain.

I undid the pins in my hair keeping it in place and allowing it to fall freely around my shoulders. It was already white, and I knew that I had the fangs of a wolf, and my eyes were most likely silver. I stared down at my arms and saw how pale I was.

I sighed, glad that I made it back to the mansion before anyone could see me. I pressed my knees to my chest and cried heavily, hating the monster that I had become.

Why couldn't I just be normal?

Gamma Erik saw me running past him, but I didn't fully transform until I was hidden away in my studio. As soon as the door was shut behind me, I sank to the ground.

More chaotic lights flashed in my mind. I saw the red surrounding Elliot before I took off, but as I turned and saw Shirly walking out of the bathroom, red outlined her as well. I knew what it meant; I was seeing their scents. It was something that happened every full moon. Whoever I was looking at when midnight approached, their scents would be shown to me.

Different colors meant different things and though I didn't always understand what the colors meant, I knew red signified power and strength.

I'm not sure how long I was in the studio, but I suddenly heard the front door slamming shut and I flinched. I kept the light off and I hoped that Elliot wouldn't know that I was hiding inside of my studio. But my hope was shattered as soon as the studio door opened and Elliot stormed inside, slamming it shut behind him.

"Please, go away," I managed to say, not bothering to lift my head from my lap.

"Are you seriously not going to tell me what the hell happened today?" Elliot asked, sounding almost hurt with a mix of pissed off. "You up and leave an event that was meant for you?"

My head was throbbing in pain and only intensified with each word Elliot spoke. This harshness of his voice made me irritable, and a low growl escaped the depth of my throat.

"You are the Luna of this pack, Silver. Do you have any idea how bad leaving the event made you look?"

I couldn't take it anymore; I lifted my head and glared at him. His silhouette stood over me with his arms folded across his chest and even though it was too dark to see his face, I knew he was frowning at me. "IfBelonging to NôvelDrama.Org.

f you are so dissatisfied with me then why don't you divorce me and marry Shirly instead?" I asked, angry tears forming.

"What the hell are you talking about? Shirly is a long-time ally. She's visited various packs and has helped me with diplomatic tasks. I don't see her romantically."

"Does she know that?" I asked through my tears.

"Silver, what is this all about?" He asked, stepping closer to me.

I flinched away, not wanting him to get a glimpse of me.

"I saw your scents," I blurted. "They were both red. Which means she's perfect for you. She's strong and would make a great wife. You don't need me..."

"Saw our scents?" Elliot asked, his voice becoming soft as confusion took the place of his anger. "What are you talking about?”

"Just forget it," I sighed. "Just leave. Please..."

He turned and started to walk away. Just when I thought he was leaving, the light turned on and I gasped as he turned to face me. His arms, which were folded across his chest, fell to his sides when he finally saw the monster that I was.

"Don't look at me," I said, turning away from him.

"Silver... what... what are you?" He asked, his voice coming out breathy as he took me in.