Married My Ex's Alpha Uncle

At the time of my kidnapping, Erik was patrolling outside. I'm sure she probably saw that somebody had broken into the palace and was most likely the one who called Elliot and took me to the hospital.

"I've told you to just call me, Silver," I told him, walking towards him.

He smirked.

"And your husband would have my balls in a handbasket if I did that," he teased, opening the back seat of the car. "Let me take you home."

"I can call a cab," I told him as I held up my phone. Just then, my phone died.

I frowned at the screen and then sighed in defeat.

Chuckling, Erik motioned for me to get in.

"Come on; it's my job to protect you, remember?" He asked.

I nodded and gave him a sheepish smile as I slid into the back seat of the car.

"I'm surprised the Alpha isn't joining you," Erik said as he pulled away from the hospital.

I shrugged my shoulder, trying to be nonchalant.

"He's too busy tending to Shirley," I muttered; even I could hear the bitterness in my own voice.

Erik raised an eyebrow as he glanced at me in the mirror.

he admitted. "The Alpha was grateful

nodded, not sure

you okay?" He finally asked after a

I said, forcing a

though Erik had become a friend to me, I still didn't trust him.

of the carried was silent. When we reached the front entrance of the palace, I thanked Erik and got out of the car. He walked with me inside and did a quick patrol of the inside of the house, ordering the gammas

phone on the charger against the wall. Then, I walked into the kitchen. Immediately, I was pulled into a tight hug from Mariah. She had tears in her eyes and her body trembled as she

"I saw the blood on the ground,

the ground?" I

She nodded.

the mess, but not before saw it all as

but I'm okay," I told her.

she said, releasing me. "Come sit down. I made your favorite soup for lunch. We can talk and eat

went over to the island counter

She

on the barstool. She poured me a bowl of baked potato soup; my mouth watered at the incredible scents that formed in my nose also poured me a mug of tea

the soup and

good,"

smiled; pleased with

palace. Mariah always prepared the meals for the staff members in the palace, and I was beyond grateful to her for that. She always said, "Even though they are low-ranking wolves, they are still