Married My Ex's Alpha Uncle by Aurora Starling

Silver's POV

I stood completely frozen, in shock over what had just happened. Stella's friends coward together, fearing what is going to happen next while Lucas continues to whimper on the ground.

"Offending the Luna requires punishment," Elliot growled, his eyes glowing yellow. I knew that meant his wolf was close to the surface. I've seen it on my father numerous times and usually, it was directed towards me. Nobody has ever been angry on my behalf before though; not even Gavin.

Elliot's eyes found mine and he scanned my body, noticing the coffee stains and the cup on the ground. A low growl escaped him as he whipped around to face the group once again.

"I will break the hand of whoever through coffee at my wife," he said in a low and threatening tone.

That snapped me back to reality; I couldn't let this go on any longer. I grabbed his arm, stopping him before he advanced.

"Please, don't," I pleaded, keeping my voice low. "It's not worth it. They aren't worth it. I just want to go home."

I could still feel Elliot's wolf trying to take charge, but Elliot was stronger, and his body relaxed. Before I could protest, he was scooping me into his arms bridal style. I pressed my face against his chest and inhaled deeply; his scent surrounded me, and my heart thudded rapidly in my chest.

What a strange effect to have on someone you hardly know.

Stella's friends rushed to Lucas' side to help him while Elliot left with me in his arms. From over his shoulder, I glanced at my paintings hanging on the wall and my heart sank. Stella had altered and ruined them so she could sell them. Now they would never be the same again.

Elliot slid me into the backseat of the car and then he got in as well. Gamma Erik was the one who drove us home.

"Next time, go inside with her," Elliot said in a low and threatening tone. "Your job is to protect her."

"Yes, Alpha."

"I told him to stay in the car," I said quickly, not wanting Erik to get into trouble. "It was my fault. I wasn't planning on staying there long."

"Why didn't you stand up for yourself?" Elliot asked after a long pause.

I glanced at him, feeling annoyed.

"Not all of us have Alpha powers," I reminded him. "I told you, I'm just a weak, wolfless girl."

a backbone and stand up for yourself. I can't have a Luna who allows common wolves to walk all over her, can I?" My face grew red, and I wanted

him, wiggling in his embrace, though I didn't want him to let me go.

was all he

stairs and into our bedroom. He placed me on the bed carefully before retreating to the bathroom. I wanted to curl up in a ball

room until I felt his presence behind me. Before I could turn around, he grabbed

protested, attempting to turn around and face him, but he held

breaking Lucas' wrist and then threatening the others. He was truly a dangerous and threatening man. There

shoulder, keeping me in place while the others taunted me. I didn't think Elliot even

His tone

I lowered my gaze.

been fine," I said in a whisper. "Eventually, they would have

bitterly, his tone making me flinch. "That's not a

wasn't angry at me. He was angry on my behalf.

been treated like that," I confessed. "I'm used to healing on

he delicately put the bandage on my shoulder. Then he lifted the rest of my shirt over my head and grabbed a new one. It was his shirt. He put it over my head, engulfing me in his scent. He carefully put the shirt on me, and it went down to my knees. Then he walked around the bed to stand in front of me and he took my pants off; thankfully, the shirt was big enough to cover everything. He knelt in front of me, his eyes soft.

his fingers down the nape of my neck and cupping

my

deeply. I breathed him in as my mouth moved against his as if we

and I wanted to get even closer to him. He started to stand slowly, leaning into me with his lips still on mine. I started to move backward to lie on the bed, but pain shot through my shoulder at the sudden movement. I completely forgot about the wound on my shoulder, and I winced

pulled back quickly, his eyes darting

shouldn't continue," he said, running his fingers

my lower lip, feeling embarrassed and

should get some

again, unable to look at him. I couldn't mask the disappointment I felt. I

wanted today to

I blinked a few times, trying to adjust my eyes and I turned around to see Elliot sleeping in the bed beside

this moment. I found myself brushing the hair out of his face

He was my husband.