Married My Ex’s Alpha Uncle

While I was in the bathroom, I grabbed my cell phone from my purse and saw I had a missed text from Rebecca.

Rebecca: Good luck tonight! Remember to breathe. You got this!

I smiled through my tears at the thoughtfulness of my best friend. Rebecca wasn't a part of this pack, so she didn't come to the gathering. She actually worked as my father's assistant and often handled Stormwind pack affairs, which was how she met Elliot briefly that one time. Though she said he was so intimidating she could hardly look at his face.

I thought about texting her back and asking her to pick me up, but soon I would be transformed, and I couldn't let her seem like a monster.

Once the tears stopped flowing, I left the stall and went to the sink. I sighed when I saw that I was a mess. I spent time cleaning the makeup smears off my face; thankfully I brought some makeup with me in my handbag and was able to reapply it, so it no longer looked as if I had been crying.

Just as I finished with the last of my makeup, the bathroom door opened, and I froze when I saw Shirly nearing me with a smirk on her lips.

Shirly walked casually over to the mirror beside mine and took out some lipstick from her purse. As she applied it, I tried hard not to look at her as I finished cleaning up my mess.

"I'm not sure who you are trying to fool," Shirly said, glancing at me through the mirror. "You can put on a fancy dress and wear a little makeup, but you're still the same wolfless girl underneath the surface. It's pathetic that you are pretending to be someone you are not."

"I've never pretended to be anyone," I said quickly.

She froze and turned to look at me.

"Someone like you is not worthy of being married to the strongest Alpha in the world. What makes you so special? You don't even have a wolf. You can't be a true Luna. A Luna must be strong enough to protect her pack and support her Alpha. You can't protect this pack or support Elliot without a wolf."

"Elliot knew before he married me that I don't have a wolf and he didn't mind," I retorted, closing my handbag as I shoved the last of my makeup inside.

"You have played some trick on him in order to get him to agree to marry you, then," she scoffed. "The Elliot I knew would never settle for someone like you."

"Then perhaps you don't know him as well as you thought you did," I shot back.

I wasn't sure where this surge of confidence was coming from, but I was feeling irritated, and I just wanted this conversation to be over. I started to walk around her, but she grabbed my arm, halting me. She spun me around forcibly to look at her.

"I am the Alpha of the Darkwood pack and like Elliot, I'm incredibly powerful. He deserves someone as powerful as me. Everybody knows we were meant to be together and at the end of the day, Elliot knows it too. I'm the only one worthy of him. You should get used to being chosen last. He will always belong to me."

Her words were like a slap in the face. I pulled my arm away from her, feeling scorched. Shirly was right; between a non-wolf and an Alpha, everybody in the pack knew the choice Elliot should make was obvious. I wasn't worthy of him, and I was stupid to have fooled myself into thinking I was.

"Let me ask you something, Silver," Shirly said, folding her arms across her busty chest. "Why hasn't Elliot marked you yet?"

My lips thinned.

"He has," I lied quickly. "It's just under my clothes and can't easily be seen."

I'm not sure why I lied, but I didn't want to give her any more power over me. With those words left in the air, I quickly turned and left the bathroom.

I froze when I saw Elliot walking around the packhouse, looking in all sorts of directions like he was looking for something... or someone.

He stopped a maid who was walking by and asked, "Have you seen Silver?"

My heart swelled slightly.

He was looking for me!

I began to walk towards him, but a flash of red swirled in my vision as it engulfed Elliot. I gasped as I felt the familiar presence of a headache.

Oh no!

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