Married My Ex's Alpha Uncle

Elliot's POV

"Why is my head chef crying, Marco?" I asked, ignoring his request to sit down.

"Because you chased her away!" Mariah sobbed. "How could you hurt her like this? She was so sweet, and she did nothing wrong."

My blood went cold from her words. What was Mariah talking about? Chased who away. I looked around the room and I felt a chill creep up my spine. She couldn't be talking about Silver, could she? Panic consumed my chest, and I was finding it difficult to breathe.

"Marco," I said, my tone warning. He better start talking and he better start talking now.

I've known Marco since we were young and though we don't talk as often as we used to, he still knew me well enough to know that I'm not very patient and that he had better start talking quickly.

He sighed and ran his hands through his messy hair. That was another thing about Marco, he didn't like to dress up even though he was a lawyer. He never puts gel in his hair, and he'll wear jeans more often than not. His shirt was always half unbuttoned, showing his pecks, which he says is for the ladies. Since his divorce, he's gotten around. He doesn't just date women in his pack, but others as well.

"Look, Man. I'm saying this as your friend, you fucked up," he said, looking up at me from the couch.

"What the fuck are you talking about?" I asked through my teeth, my patience running out completely.

He grabbed a set of papers that I hadn't noticed on the coffee table and handed them to me. The papers were upside down in his outstretched hands and I stared at them like they were on fire or something.

going on between you and Shirley, but your wife seems to think it's more than you're saying. So much so she wants to

met Mariah's eyes. She had never looked at me as coldly as she was at that moment. Mariah had been my family chef for as long as I could

to Silver over the months we'd been married, and Silver had gotten close to her as well. I knew the look she was

just as I

dropped the papers as if they scorned

at the big bold words, disbelieving

Divorce Agreement.

filed

Why?

is she?" I asked, my voice

she looked. "She didn't want to leave without saying goodbye, so she

glad that my voice was shaking like I knew

cousin Rebecca,"

realize she was also Marco's cousin though.