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

don't fight anymore. Get some rest. We will

shoved my

home, it was late. Erik said he was going to do a quick sweep of the perimeter before he turned in for the

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

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

stay in the parlor and read a little before bed. I was too wound up to settle down

ot the parlor, a shadow swiped across the room, making me whip around and gasp from fear. Most of the palace staff should have been gone by now and I didn't think

again, making me whip around in the other

shouted into the void of the

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

ordered, proud that my voice came out

Another shadow.

whoever you

voice was cut short when I felt a pair of strong hands grabbing my wrist so hard that it hurt. I whipped around again to