Silver's POV

"Alpha, it seems your wife is concerned for you," Shirley said, her eyes narrowed at me as a smirk appeared on her lips. "It's very sweet, but this is wolf business. It's not something you would understand, considering you are a wolfless."

"The fact that I don't have a wolf has nothing to do with this," I snapped, my teeth gritted in anger as I glared at her. "This is about Elliot. He needs time to recover; not be thrown to the wolves! If you cared about him, you'd be saying the same thing."

She laughed bitterly as she slowly stood to her feet. She wore a red short-sleeved dress that fit tightly around her perfect form and rested just above her knees, showing off her incredible legs. The red dress brought out the red in her hair and I would be lying if I said I wasn't jealous of the figure.

Shirley was quite beautiful and like Elliot, she was powerful.

"You are speaking out of emotional terms," Shirley went on to say, her composure calm and her tone sounding whimsical like she was mocking me. It made the other Alphas in the room snicker at my expense. "This is exactly why a wolfless girl has no business being a luna. It's as I was saying many times before, you are too weak. This proves it, does it not, Gentlemen?" She asked the room.

"Girl, you are making a fool out of yourself," one of the Alpha's shouted at me.

"You have no business being here," another said, his lip curling up in disgust.

"A wolfless as a Luna? I never heard of such a thing!" Another scoffed.

gave me a victory grin as she took her seat

who paled but said nothing, I turned my attention back to the others. "But I care about my Alpha and if you had any sense, then you wouldn't let him—" "Silver, that is enough!" Elliot's voice boomed across the meeting

anger. It was a look I had never seen toward me before and without thinking, I took a step away from him. "You need

opened my mouth to say something, anything, but Shirley spoke first, her tone icy

do," she hissed. "You need to learn your

to Elliot and puckered

do believe she

usual to heal. How about we postpone the investigation until your wounds heal? We can double up on border patrol and send some gammas out to do another sweep. But until you are

mouth hung open; was Shirley actually agreeing with me about something? What

relented and pulled his gaze away from

heal. But when the time

the others murmured

ran her fingers up the length of his arm and across

I'll take on

financial responsibilities, and the overall welfare of the pack.

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