Married My Ex's Alpha Uncle

I grabbed my phone and checked it multiple times, expecting to hear from Elliot at least once. But he didn't bother reaching out to me and that hurt more than anything. I feel as if he cared so little for me and

now, he was stepping on me like I was nothing more than a small ant.

I pulled out my message thread with Rebecca and decided to send her a text.

Me: Date night was a bust.

Rebecca: Did he not like your dress?

Me: He loved the dress. But his girlfriend called, and he left.

Rebecca: Are you talking about Shirley? Did he ditch you for her?

Me: Apparently there was another attack and he got hurt. She's at the pack hospital."

Rebecca: Strange; I didn't hear anything about another attack.

I sighed and messaged her again.

she's going with. I don't know what to do anymore. I'm so tired and I'm sick of

Get some rest. We will

shoved my phone

he turned in for the night. He also wanted to call Elliot and update

kitchen to put my leftovers away. The kitchen was empty because most of the staff had gone home for the night. I was relieved about that

boxes on one of the shelves before retreating to the bathroom for a quick shower. The hot water helped burn the memories of Elliot from my head, but not enough to stop the pain from

to stay in the parlor and read a little before bed. I was

been gone by now and I didn't think anybody else was in the palace. The gammas on duty were outside patrolling the area. Yet, I saw

me whip around in the

I shouted into the void

worked here, they would have told me for sure who they were and what they were doing here. But this person was silent, and it gave me an uneasy feeling

ordered, proud that my voice

Another shadow.

whoever you

hard that it hurt. I whipped around again to face the