Married My Ex's Alpha Uncle

Tears fell down my cheeks and I quickly tried to wipe them away.

"A monster..." I whispered.

He stepped closer to me.

"I don't understand..." he said, keeping his tone low. "Explain it to me."

"Can't you see it with your eyes? On the night of the full moon, I become this... this monster!" I yelled. "I'm not normal and Shirly was right, I could never be the Luna that your pack needs. I'm a freak, Elliot. You are better off without me..."

I thought he would have walked away or yelled at me. But what I wasn't expecting was for Elliot to fall to his knees in front of me and look at me with such compassion that my heart nearly exploded in my chest.

"You are not a monster, Silver," he said, his tone firm and yet filled with sincerity. "You are different, but you are not a monster. You are my wife, and you are still the Luna of this pack. I don't care what Shirly said to you. Whatever this is, we will figure it out."

"How can you say that? Look at me, Elliot..."

His image became blurry as more tears filled my eyes.

in his hands and held it steady as he gazed into my

are beautiful, Silver," he

holding, and my entire body was shaking as I cried. I felt Elliot's warm arms wrap

face and peppering kisses along my forehead. He whispered soft things that made my heart swell; telling me

me feel a sense of security that I wasn't

out and yet here

face in his chest and breathed in his scent,

draw something for me?" He whispered. "Or you could

using my drawing as a

at

once more before he stood and grabbed my paint supplies. As soon as I left the comfort of his arms, I felt the anxieties and

a canvas?" I asked a little

excuse to touch him

bated breath as he stripped off his shirt and

and I began to paint a rose on his chest. He watched me with dark

was done, I leaned against him and allowed him to