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 to argue more, but we

told him, wiggling in his embrace, though I didn't want him to let me go. I liked the way I felt in his arms, and I didn't want this

know," was all he

me in his arms up the 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 and cry. I turned

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

face him, but he held me in such a way that I couldn't

a dangerous and threatening man. There was

in place while

have done if I didn't show up?" He finally asked me, after what felt like an eternity of silence. His tone was hard and despite the tingles and shivers I got from his touch

I lowered my gaze.

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

not a chance

beat; he wasn't angry at me. He was angry on my behalf. I let

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

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

fingers down the nape of my neck and cupping my neck firmly to keep

nodded my head

against his as if we had done this a

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

eyes darting from my

fingers through his hair. "You are

my lower lip, feeling embarrassed

should get some

him. I couldn't mask the disappointment

wanted today to be

point I fell asleep but when I woke up, the room was filled with darkness. I blinked a few times, trying to adjust my eyes and I turned around to see Elliot sleeping in the

on his stomach with his hair thrown over his handsome face. He looked so peaceful and innocent at this moment. I found myself brushing the

He was my husband.