Married My Ex’s Alpha Uncle

Silver's POV

"Silver, my child. Wake up..." I heard a soft and very familiar voice saying.

I moved my head, expecting to feel some sort of pain, but I felt nothing. I felt at ease and even the ache in my chest was gone. When I opened my eyes, I was staring up at the night sky. I was lying on a bed of grass with a ton of wildflowers surrounding me. This was the same spot where I met the moon goddess. My breathing was rapid as memories of what had happened filled my chest and my heart hammered wildly against my rib cage. "Relax, child. You are safe now. There is no danger here," the woman said in such a musical tone that I immediately found myself calming. "Sit up."

She didn't speak it like a command, but my body immediately responded to her words, and I found myself sitting up. Getting a better view of my surroundings, I saw that it was still nighttime, and I could hear the distant creek, the sounds of the crickets, and the owls in the trees. It was peaceful here and I found myself feeling safe. It was a feeling hadn't felt in a while and I immediately welcomed it.

"There you go," the woman said.

I blinked a few times and turned my head at the sound of her voice. For a second, I thought she was speaking to me through the wind because there was nobody there. But then she walked through the darkness and the glow of her aura along with her white dress, shined through, connecting to the moon rays as if they were one and the same. It was like she was part of the moon.

I smiled at her.

"Moon Goddess," I whispered in greeting.Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

She nodded and stood in front of me.

"You have done so well, my child. I'm unbelievably proud of you. You defeated the evil and saved the world from itself."

I thought back to what had happened and then a heavy feeling sat on my chest. I thought about Elliot and how he was lying lifeless on the ground and how I begged him not to leave me. He was hurt... he was dying.

I gasped and I looked at the Goddess with tears filling my eyes.

"Elliot..." I whispered. "He's...."

She held up her hand to stop my words.

"He sacrificed himself to save you," she told me. "His love for you drove him to make this sacrifice, just like your love for him gave you the strength needed to defeat your brother. There wasn't anything you could have done..."

My heart shattered in my chest as I let out a sob; tears flooding down my cheeks.

"Is he dead?" I whispered. Then I remembered that I had been shot, and I gasped. "Am I dead?"

"You are not dead," she assured me. "Not entirely. You are in another world though. Both you and your wolf faced some trauma, and your soul needed to rest for a moment."

"And Elliot?" I asked, lifting my gaze to meet her gaze. "Is he..."

I couldn't finish the sentence for a second time. She stepped aside and turned her body so I could see what was behind her.

I gasped when I saw Elliot sitting up on the grass. His fingers ran through the fur of my wolf who was perched by his side, checking him over for injuries. It seemed as if she'd been by his side the entire time; I could feel her worry and love for him.

Wasn't she supposed to be by my

side? She was my wolf after all. I

would have to speak to her about priorities later. But right now, Elliot was there, and he had a sparkling smile on his lips as he ran his.

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fingers through my wolf's pure white fur. Then his gaze lifted and met mine; his breathing hitched like he was just seeing me for the first time.

"Silver..." he whispered, his voice carrying in the wind and caressing my ear.

I couldn't get to him fast enough. I scrambled to my feet and ran to him. I didn't want to hurt him, knowing what he had gone through, but the wound on his chest was gone. Dran into his arms, and he enclosed me, holding me tightly and burying his face in the nape of my neck. He inhaled deeply and let out a shaky breath.

"I was so worried about you," he whispered. "I can't believe you are here..."

Tears fell down my cheeks and my body quivered against his.

"Did you defeat him?" He asked me. "Is your brother gone?"

I nodded and lifted my gaze so he could look into my eyes.

"Yes, Elliot. He's gone," I whispered back. "How long have you been here for? How long have I been here for?"

He thought about it for a moment as he rubbed the hair out of my face.

"There's no concept of time here," he told me. "But I've been here for a while."

More tears fell down my cheeks.

"Oh, Elliot...I couldn't save you," I whispered. "I don't even know if I could save myself. But I'm so sorry I couldn't get the dagger from him. I didn't want any of this to happen."

He cupped my face with his big and

strong hands and warmth spread throughout my entire body as he

pressed his lips to mine, silencing

my words in the middle of the sentence. His kiss was deep and passionate; my heart skipped a beat, and I let out a sob as he pulled away.