Married My Ex’s Alpha Uncle

"Because she might be able to help you. Or at least give you some information."

"Help me how?"

He was quiet for a moment, and then he countered my question with a question of his own.

"What do you know about my sister?"

"Not much other than what others tell me," I confessed. "You never speak to me about your family, so I kind of have to pick up the pieces from everyone else."

"I assumed everyone knew about my family. Even those outside of my pack," he told me, shrugging one shoulder.

I nodded and bit my lower lip.

"My family made it difficult for me to keep up with life outside of our pack," I confessed.

He nodded thoughtfully.

"Well, my sister is the High Priestess of the Moon Goddess. She can see the past and future. Her power is incredible. She travels around the world often to help those in need. She mainly lives a couple of hours away from our pack though. She stays there when she's not traveling."

"I see, and you are taking me to her because why?" I asked.Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

"After the last full moon, when he transformed during the banquet, I spent a lot of time researching your condition," he admitted.

My eyes grew large.

"You did? I asked. "Why?"

"Because I want to help you overcome whatever is happening to you. I want you to be able to live a normal life and not worry about others. I don't want what happened during the last banquet to happen again. I guess I've been a little preoccupied these last few days trying to figure out how to help you."

"That's why you've been so busy at work? Because you were trying to figure out how to help me?"

He nodded, not even bothering to deny it.

"Why would you do that for me?" I found myself asking.

"I already told you-"

"I know you say you are doing it to help me. But why? Is it because I embarrassed you?" I asked him.

"No, of course not. But as the Luna of my pack, you need to be under control, and I have to make sure you aren't a danger to the pack."

His words hurt and I flinched like he had slapped me. I bit my lower lip and stared down at my hands as I fiddled with my fingers awkwardly.

"I don't mean to upset you. But I'm the Alpha and my duty is to protect each of my packmates, including you. I want to make sure you are safe, Silver. I want to help you."

I nodded, understanding what he was saying, but I still felt that sting in my chest that just wouldn't go away.

"And you think your sister can help?" I finally asked.

"Yes," he answered. "I think she might be able to shed some light on things. I contacted her and she told me the date on which she would be returning home. So yeah..."

I nodded.

"I get it," I told him, still chewing on my lower lip.

The rest of the ride was filled with

silence; we finally reached her house, and I had a nervous pit in the

middle of my stomach. I was meeting Elliot's sister for the first

time. This felt huge.

"Are you close to your sister?" I found myself asking as we got out of the car.

"We used to be," he told me. "But life happens, and we drifted apart."

"I'm sorry," I told him with sincerity.

"She's certainly not as bad as your sister."

I laughed at that and nodded.

"Nobody is as bad as my sister," I agreed.

He took my arm and guided me to the front door. His sister lived in a cute cottage in the forest just outside of a small town. He knocked

on the door and we waited with

bated breath for someone to answer the door.

When I heard the lock on the door unlatching and it opened slightly, I found myself taking a step back and practically hiding behind Elliot.

A gorgeous woman stood at the

doorway; she wore brightly colored robes and jewels, looking like a gypsy. Her figure was slender and yet curvy in all the right places. Her skin was tanned like she had just gotten back from the beach. Her long brown hair was braided down her back and entwined with different flowers. She didn't wear any makeup, but she didn't need any to be beautiful; she was naturally

gorgeous.

She also had an insane resemblance to Elliot. She was literally the girl version of him.

"Elliot," she greeted, rushing toward him and wrapping her arms around him. "It's been so long."

"Charlotte," he greeted in return.

He pulled away and took hold of my hand.

"This is my wife, Silver. The woman I told you about.”