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.

don't know what to do anymore. I'm so tired and

some rest. We will

my phone into my

do a quick sweep of the perimeter before he turned in for the night. He also wanted to call Elliot and update him on some stuff. I didn't bother asking him to elaborate because right now,

put my leftovers away. The kitchen was empty because most of the staff had gone home for the night. I was relieved about that because I wasn't in the mood

fridge and put my 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

pajamas and walked out of the bathroom. I chose to stay in the parlor and read a little before bed. I was too wound up to settle down and I was honestly a little worried about Elliot

by now and I didn't think anybody else was

me whip around in the

I shouted into the void of the

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

proud that my voice

Another shadow.

whoever you

a pair of strong hands grabbing my wrist so hard that it hurt. I whipped around again to face the intruder and my breath got caught in my throat. I was faced with