Married My Ex’s Alpha Uncle

Elliot's POV

"Elliot! You came home!" Silver said as she ran down the stairs in nothing but a bra and panties. My brows furrowed; she would never wear something so revealing in front of the palace staff. Even the maids that were walking by, stared at her warily. "Come to bed with me," she pleaded, grabbing onto my arm.

"Can you give me a few minutes," I said, pulling my arm out of her grasp, and watching as it fell to her side. I didn't like her touch; I wasn't sure why. But there was something off with her and my wolf was starting to get snarly over it.

I wanted to ignore him, but I was having trouble doing so.

"Is everything okay?" She asked, giving me her best doe eyes. At one point I couldn't resist those eyes but seeing her standing in front of me right now, I wanted to distance myself from her. I kept telling myself it was because she's been through so much, but I'm starting to doubt my true reasoning.

"Yeah, I just need to speak with someone," I told her.

She frowned, but she nodded slowly.

"Okay. I'll be waiting in our room," she said, turning and swaying her hips as she walked back up the stairs.

I stared after her for a moment before I looked at the maids who were frozen in place.

"Say nothing to anyone about this," I barked.

They nodded and scrambled away.

I straightened my shoulders and went into the kitchen. Mariah was cooking dinner for the palace workers when I entered and when she saw me, her entire body froze.Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

"Did you find her?" She asked, her eyes wide.

Now it was my turn to freeze. Silver had been there for the last hour, and she didn't bother to see Mariah. She knew that Mariah would have been worried, and she would have wanted to see her friend. Now my gut was twisting in a way that made me feel nauseous. I thought about the rogue sitting in the cell at the jail; could it be possible that I made a mistake?

"Elliot?" Mariah asked, raising her brows. "Did you hear me?"

"She hasn't come by to see you?" I asked, my voice sounding distant and unfamiliar.

Her brows pinched together.

"You mean she's been here?" Mariah asked. "The entire time?"

I shook my head, feeling a bit foggy.

"For at least an hour," I told her. "We found her in the forest."

"Where is she?" Mariah asked, worry evident in her voice.

"In our room," I told her. "She really hasn't come in here?"

"No," Mariah breathed. "That poor thing. She must be so shaken up..."

That was the thing; she wasn't shaken up at all. She said she almost died when she was taken away from the pack and held wherever it was, she was

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she didn't act like someone who endured anything severe. She was acting like someone different. She was in our bedroom right now, waiting for me to have sex with her.

That wasn't the Silver I knew.

The Silver I knew would want to fight her brother and get to the bottom of things; she wouldn't be withholding information until I have sex with her. She wouldn't be delaying these conversations; she would be a Luna and do what she could to protect the Crown pack.

That was the woman I married; that was the woman I had fallen in love with.

The woman upstairs... she's different.

A part of me thought that maybe her brother successfully brainwashed her and now she was skeptical of me and not wanting to throw him under the bus. But even as I thought of that, my wolf growled with annoyance at my thoughts, and I knew that wasn't the case.

Silver wasn't weak-minded like that.

"Alpha..." Mariah said, using my formal title which she only does when she's extremely worried about me. "Are you well? Should I make you some soup?"

"No, I'm fine," I told her, stepping away from the counter. "But I think I need to leave. If Silver comes down here, tell her I'll return shortly. Pack business. She will understand."

I shook my head.

Mariah didn't look convinced, but she nodded thoughtfully.

A part of me didn't want to leave

Silver alone in the palace with my packmates, but I didn't have a choice, I needed to get back to the police station. My wolf has been urging me to return to that ceft since we left and now it was time that I listened to him.

"Alpha..." I heard a distressed voice in my head, it was from Luca.

"What's wrong?" I asked through the mindlink as I walked out of the palace doors and stepped onto the front porch, basking in the cold air that wrapped around my body, attacking my tough skin. "Erik spoke to the imposter..." he said. "He's saying that she's the real Silver. He sounds adamant. But he's demanding that you get to the police station right away."