Married My Ex’s Alpha Uncle

"You look gorgeous, Silver!" Rebecca cooed as I walked out of the bathroom. I wore a red evening dress with straps that went around my neck and pushed up my breasts, putting them on display for Elliot. It wrapped around my figure perfectly. Rebecca also lent me a diamond necklace with some red rubies that went beautifully with the dress and some matching silver shoes that made my legs look great. "Do you think Elliot would like this?" I asked, peeking down at my dress with a frown.

"Are you kidding me? He's going to love this," she said, grabbing a hold of my hands. "And something tells me you're going to get so lucky tonight."

I blushed at her words and bit my lower lip.

"It's not about getting lucky tonight," I told her, looking down at my feet. "I just want him to like me."

She rolled her eyes.

"He already likes you," she said, shoving my arm playfully. "Stop being stupid."

I shrugged and took in a deep breath, wrapping my arms around my body like I was holding myself together.

She continued to help me get dressed while she talked my ears off and a few hours later, we were completely done. By the time Elliot returned home, Rebecca had already left. The way he looked at me made a flutter erupt in my stomach. He looked at me as if he had never seen anything like me before and I couldn't help the smile on my lips.

"You look incredible," he breathed, taking me in.

"You don't look so bad yourself," I told him, biting my lower lip as I took in his appearance.

He wore a suit just as he always did with a loosened tie that looked so sexy on him. My heart skipped a beat in my chest, and I wanted to run towards him, and I wrapped myself in his arms.

He offered me his arm.

"Are you ready?" He asked.

I nodded a little too eagerly and went with him out of the palace and took the waiting car. A few minutes later, we arrived at the most elegant restaurant I had ever been to. My stomach was growling by the time we stepped through the doors.

The waitress smiled at us politely and escorted us towards our seats.

"I'm sorry I've been so busy lately," Elliott said, breaking the silence between us as we took our seats and started to look at the menu.

I frowned at him.

"You don't need to apologize," I told him thoughtfully. "I understand that you are busy."

He nodded and then sighed.Belonging to NôvelDrama.Org.

"I'm still trying to figure out the rogue situation. They are targeting me for some reason. Worry consumed me; the thought of anything happening to Elliot made me feel uneasy. The waitress brought us menus and Elliot ordered some champagne with a couple of glasses. "Can you bring an order of fried calamari as well?" He asked.

"Of course," she said, writing that down on her notepad before she turned and walked away.

"I've been keeping tabs on your

performance in the pack so far and you've been doing really good," Elliot said, surprising me. "If you need anything, make sure to tell me.If

anyone in the pack gives you issues."

I nodded.

"So far everyone has been great," told him. "This weekend we are going to clean up the park and make it suitable for children. I'd like to help make this pack safer for everyone."

Elliot nodded thoughtfully.

"That's my main goal as well," he agreed.

Before I could say anything more, his cell phone started to ring. Frowning, be pulled it out of his pocket and glanced at the screen. A flash of annoyance crossed his eyes but then it went away as he answered the call.

"Shirley," he greeted into the phone.

My heart fell into my stomach as he listened to whatever she had to say on the other end of the line.

His brows furrowed together and then his eyes met mine.

"I'm in the middle of something. It can't wait?" He asked. After another pause, his frown deepened. "Okay, I'm on my way."

I tried to keep the hurt off my face, but I knew it was evident. I was never good at hiding my emotions.

He hung up the phone and gave me a pointed look.

"I'm sorry, I have to cut our evening short. There was another attack and Shirley got injured. She's in the pack hospital."

I nodded, plastering a smile on my lips.

"It sounds urgent. You shouldn't keep her waiting," I told him, biting my lower lip to keep it from trembling.

He nodded and then stood to his feet.

"I'll call Erik to come pick you up and drop you off at home. You can order dinner and eat it here. Have them put it on my tab and I'll pay it my next visit."

I nodded, unsure if I really wanted to eat; I suddenly lost my appetite.

With those words left in the air, he turned and left, leaving me alone and feeling abandoned.