Married My Ex's Alpha Uncle by Aurora Starling

Silver's POV

When I opened my eyes, I was back in the examination room. I blinked a few times to adjust my eyes to the new lighting but then my eyes found a familiar set of gorgeous eyes staring back at me and my heart nearly melted at the sight of him. "Hey," Elliot breathed as he cupped my face with his warm and inviting hands. "How are you feeling?"

"I'm okay," I assured him. "I was just tired."

He brought his lips to mine and gave me a chased kiss. I breathed in his incredible scent and basked in the warmth of his body. I hadn't realized how badly I missed him until this very moment. I know I've only been apart from him for a little while, but it felt like an eternity. He pressed his forehead against mine and inhaled deeply, taking in my scent.

"I've been worried about you," he whispered. "I don't like being away from you."

I smiled and lifted my gaze to meet his.

"I don't like being away from you either," I admitted. "I'm glad that you are here now, though. Did you talk to Shirley?"

He sighed and released his hold on my face so he could run his fingers through his hair.

"Yes," he murmured. "She's in the dungeon right now, but she said something about your brother being after revenge."

Something about what he had said jogged my memory from when I was asleep. I gasped and nearly jumped away from him when the Moon Goddess's face came into my mind. He frowned and narrowed his eyes at me, confused by my sudden reaction. "What is it? What's wrong?"

Moon Goddess," I whispered hoarsely,

up so high that

do you mean you met the Moon Goddess?" He asked, his brows

that restores the world from my brother's destruction. He's

thoughtfully as he processed my

you and that was why he erased

I shook my head.

prove a point. He wanted you to choose Shirley over me. He was so sure that you would throw me to the wolves if you thought I was nothing more than a rogue. You almost

said quickly. "I would have

have; that

said, grabbing his arm to draw his attention. "What is it?" He

I decided not to tell him the part about him being my mate. I wanted that part to be

He asked, his

I guess your family had something to do

the door swung open, and Charlotte ran into the room,

restore your memories," Charolette says as she stands on the other side of the bed. She held up a syringe filled with a salmon-colored liquid.