Married My Ex's Alpha Uncle

Truth be told, I had fallen in love with Elliot. I knew the feeling wasn't mutual and I'm not even sure when exactly it happened. But he was so kind and tender behind closed doors; he treated me better than anyone has in my entire life. I loved the way I felt wrapped up in his arms after we made love; I loved the way I felt every time he kissed me, whether it was a deep and lingering kiss or a feather across my lips, it made my heart skip a beat every time.

I was in love with Elliot and all I was to him was a contract. It was convenient because for some reason I cured his insomnia, which made little to no sense to me.

"So, you are in love with him?" Shirley asked, raising her brows.

"I didn't say that either," I said quickly, trying to recover myself.

I could feel tears burning in the back of my eyes; I wasn't going to cry in front of her though. I refused to let Shirley see me that weak.

"Look, you have to think about the future, Silver. What about your children?" She asked, making me almost choke on the wine I just took a sip of.

"Our children?"

She nodded.

"You haven't even thought of that, have you?" She asked, raising her brows. "There is a chance that your children won't have a wolf because you don't have a wolf. Elliot's heir needs to be strong; they need to have wolves. If I had children with Elliot, they would be the strongest wolves in the world. Are you really going to deny him a strong heir?"

I felt numb from her words because the truth of that matter was... she was right. Elliot deserved strong children and I couldn't guarantee that. I stared down at my hands, feeling my eyes pooling with tears. Shirly reached out and patted my hand.

"It's alright," she said with fake compassion. "I know it's a tough pill to swallow. But you must know it's for the best in the long run. You'll all be happier once you divorce and take a step back. You'll see it from the outside prospect. Elliot and I just make sense. I'm sure he has fun with you, but he could never love you. Not like he loves me at least. He knows it and his wolf knows it..."

wolf?" I asked, snapping my eyes

and she bit her lower

she said. "But seriously... you

the wine in one gulp before I stood

and my eyes were burning with unshed tears. I needed to get out of this

and started

open. Elliot stood in front of him, his eyes filled with concern as he looked between Shirley and me. His eyes lingered on me while he asked, "What happened? Are

okay?"

couple of stray tears escaped. I quickly wiped at them, hoping Elliot hadn't noticed but he grabbed my

my head; not wanting to relay my conversation with

tired, Elliot," I whispered. "Please,

stared at me for a long while; his eyes searching my

though," he said it

over my shoulder

"Goodnight, Miss Shirley."

"Goodnight, Silver," replied.

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