Married My Ex’s Alpha Uncle

Time ticked on; I got so lost in my artwork that I completely lost track of time. The front door slammed shut and distinct male voices brought me out of my stooper.

I put my brushes and watercolor away before leaving the studio and walking into the front foyer. I froze entirely when I saw Elliot standing at the doorway with Beta Leo and Gamma Warrior. It was the lead gamma warrior that was looking for me yesterday. I bit the inside of my cheek, hoping that he doesn't recognize me.

However, the gamma being in the palace wasn't what caused me to pause, it was the state of my husband.

He was shirtless, wearing only jeans. But his entire torso had claw marks on it. His jawbone was bruised, and he had a bloody scratch on his cheek. His upper lip was also split and puffy. I scanned his body for further damage, and I saw that his knuckles were red and swollen, with some minor scrapes.

My stomach twisted and knotted until I felt completely ill.

"I told you not to go there alone," the gamma scolded, folding his arm across his chest. "What were you thinking?"

"I told him it was a bad idea, but he wouldn't listen to reason," Beta Leo said, equally dismayed.

"Would you two knock it off? My wolf will heal me in no time and-"

His words were cut off when he saw me standing before him. The others looked at me as well and their eyes widened. I was too stunned to even speak.

Did he really try to go after the rouges by himself? Did I hear him correctly?

Elliot broke his eyes from me to look at Leo.

"Call together the local Alphas and have them meet me at my packhouse for a meeting."

"Yes, Alpha."

He turned to the Gamma.

"Luca, go to the hospital and check on the fallen gamma, and then gather the other gammas for extra training."

"Yes, Alpha."

They both left to do their tasks and his eyes found mine again.

"I'm going to be late this evening so don't wait up for me," he told me as he started to walk past me.

I turned around to face him, my eyes blazing.

"You are hurt, shouldn't you be resting?" I asked him, my voice coming out desperate and pathetic.

"There's too much to do and I fear my pack is in danger. I can't rest just yet," he told me as he reached the stairs. But he paused and looked at me, his face softening.

"You don't need to worry. You married a very strong Alpha. These are minor injuries," he assured me, but it didn't make me feel any better. "Please, don't worry too much. This is my job."Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

With that, he turned and went up the stairs. My chest tightened and I felt a wave of nausea slamming into me.

After Elliot changed, he left the

palace. I remained in my studio, to wound up doing any actual work. I just remained seated, attempting to deep breaths and hating how shaky it sounded. After an hour, I decided to go to the packhouse. I needed to speak to Elliot about this and see if there was a way we could protect him.

"Hey, Silver!" Cara called as soon as I walked into the packhouse. "Want to have lunch with us?"

I saw the others seated at their small table with plates of food.

"Maybe in a few. I need to speak with the Alpha. Is he around?" I asked.

"I think he's in the meeting room down the hall," Alison said, pointing me in the right direction.

I smiled my thanks to them and headed towards that room. I was about to knock on the door, but voices inside stopped me.

"I want to lead the team and find out about these attacks," Elliot said confidently. "It seems most of the rogues are targeting my pack and I won't stand for it any longer."

"You've already been brutally attacked, Alpha Elliot. Perhaps you should let another one of us lead this team," another Alpha said pointedly.

"Do not mistake my injuries as

weakness. I won't stand for that.'m

the strongest Alpha and you know it.

I won't stand by and do nothing

while my pack is being attacked. I will fight until my dying breath."

That snapped me out of my eavesdropping position, and I pushed the door open quickly.

"What are you saying? You are injured and you need to take time to rest. You are no good to your pack when you are in this state," I all but shouted.

I stared at all the Alphas seated at the table, my father being one of them. Shirley was also at the table, and she leaned back in her seat like she was getting ready for a show.

"Silver, you shouldn't be here. This is an Alpha meeting," Elliot said firmly, his eyes narrowed in disappointment.

"When my husband's life is at stake,

I believe I have every right to be here. Don't you think?" I asked, folding my arms across my chest. "How dare you make such a rash decision like this and not even consult me about it. You should be home resting right now, not planning on leading a team into dangerous territory."

Everyone was quiet and stunned by my outburst; the seemingly quiet housewife had grown a backbone!