Married My Ex's Alpha Uncle

Silver's POV

"So, just like that, you aren't divorcing him?" Marco asks on the phone while I finish packing the little belongings that I bought to Rebecca's house. "He says some pretty words, and all is forgiven?"

"It's going to take some time for me to truly trust him," I admitted, biting my lower lip. "But yeah, I don't want us to be apart. I love him, Marco. I appreciate all you've done for me, but I'm tearing up the divorce documents."

"Well, only you know what's best for you. I just hope this decision doesn't come around and bite you in the butt," he said, a warning tinging his words.

To be honest, I was hoping for the same thing.

"Thank you," I told him.

Without any other word, I hung up the phone and shoved it into my pocket. I hadn't even noticed Rebecca leaning against the doorframe with her arms folded across her chest.

"Are you going to tell me I'm making a mistake too?" I asked her, raising my brows.

Her brows furrowed.

"No, I would never say that. You can make your own decisions," she said shrugging. "I was just telling you that Gamma Erik is here and waiting for you."

I nodded my thanks to her.

was the next morning since Elliot came and confessed his love for me; then we spent the entire night making love and holding one another in our arms. Elliot had some Alpha-related issues he had

he hurts you again, I'll chop his balls off," she

laughed and hugged

you for being here for

be?" She replied,

from her and took a deep breath. I finished packing the last of my stuff and zipped my suitcase. Rebecca helped me bring my bags out of the apartment and as soon as we stepped outside, Gamma Erik ran out of the

help you," he said, grabbing the bags

I raised my brows.

Over the months I've been living in the palace, married Elliot, Erik and I became friends. I finally got him to call me Silver instead of Luna, despite Elliot's protests. But now it seemed he was back to calling me Luna. Erik looked a bit uncomfortable but he didn't say anything as he put my

turned to my friend and hugged her one last

you," I assured

in return. "What should I say to

shook my head, not wanting to deal

I left," I told her. "He'll figure it out

and hugged me

if he

know," I said, blinking

the back door of the car open and ready for me. He motioned for me to get inside. I waved