Married My Ex's Alpha Uncle

Silver's POV

This whole thing felt like a fever dream. I couldn't believe that Alpha Elliot was kneeling before me, his eyes wet with unshed tears, confessing that he loved me. Holy hell.

Elliot loves me?

Could this really be happening right now?

I wrapped my arms around my body, desperately trying to hold myself together as my vision became blurry with my own unshed tears. I wasn't sure what to say to him or if I could trust him. These last few weeks have been rough on me emotionally. He's been so consumed with Shirley and seemingly taking her side with everything that I wasn't sure if he was being genuine or not.

I knew our marriage was just a contract; it was for convenience. Perhaps he didn't want me to divorce him because of that contract and the effects I have on him while he sleeps.

Elliot takes my hands in his; sparks of electricity coursing between our joined fingers, bringing my attention back to him.

my eyes away from him. I didn't realize how badly I was shaking until his hands touched mine and held them steady. "Please, don't give up on me.

my voice coming out strained. "Maybe

you... I can't explain it, but I need you in my life. You don't need to tell me you love me back, but I need to know if there's at least a chance

it would beat right out of my chest. I stared at him, unblinking, for what felt like an eternity. He remained knelt in front of me, his breathing rapid and I knew he was carrying a lot of stress and anxiety as he bore himself to me. I felt the strange urge to put him out of his misery and pull him to me, but at the same

if you change your mind?" I asked, my voice quivering. "If you find your mate?" The last question came

hands to his lips and kissed my knuckles gently, sending waves of warmth throughout my body. My

my mind, Silver," he told me firmly. "Not about you; not

them more than I thought I would. I pulled my hands away from his and watched as they dropped to his side. He lowered his gaze, a tear escaping his eyes as he glanced at the ground, defeated. He thought I rejected his proposal,

I was madly,

words out loud yet, but I could show him in every way possible just how strongly I feel