Married My Ex’s Alpha Uncle

Silver's POV

The soft beeping of the heart monitor is what woke me. As I opened my eyes, I winced at the pain that formed in the temple of my head. My vision was blurry and had trouble adjusting to the lighting change, but I knew I was in the pack hospital. I knew I was taken by rogues, but I wasn't sure what had happened or why they would take me. I also wasn't sure if they were still out there and if they wanted to capture me again.

My heart raced at the thought which made the heart monitor beep like crazy.

"Luna Silver," I heard a familiar voice at my bedside. "It's okay. Calm down."

"Leo?" I asked, blinking my eyes and finally getting them to adjust to the person standing beside me.

Beta Leo looked concerned as he scanned my body.

"Wh...what happened?" I managed to ask, my throat scratchy and it pained me to speak.Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

"You were taken during a rogue attack, Luna," he explained. "You have a minor concussion from when your head was smashed not that glass table. But otherwise, you are unharmed."

I reached my head up and touched the bandage wrapped around my forehead with a frown. It was strange because I don't remember getting my head smashed on any kind of table, let alone a glass one.

I glanced around the hospital room with a frown; Leo was the only one there.

"Your friend Rebecca went to grab some food in the cafeteria. She's been here all night."

That wasn't the person I was looking for, but I was glad that she came to see me.

"How long have I been here for?" I asked.

"Only for a night, Luna. This all happened last night. It's morning now," Beta Leo told me as he glanced out the big window where the sun was rising to start the new day.

"Where's Elliot?" I finally asked the question I've been wanting to ask since I opened my eyes.

Leo looked a bit uneasy before he answered.

"He's in a different hospital room with Alpha Shirley," he answered, clearing his throat.

My heart fell deep into my stomach.

"He's with Shirley?" I asked, my voice sounding distant and unfamiliar.

Beta Leo nodded, seemingly unsure if he should continue or not.

"Alpha Shirley was the one who rescued you. She killed the rogue that was holding you. However, she was injured in the process. Alpha Elliot feels obligated to care for her."

I was his wife; I was the one he was supposed to care for. I was the one he was supposed to be with. Don't get me wrong, I'm grateful Shirley rescued me, but something didn't feel right about this. I remembered hearing something when I was being taken by the rogues. I remembered Shirley showing up and it almost seemed as if she knew these rogues; like she planned for this to happen and then changed her mind. She wanted to play the hero or something and get on Elliot's good

side.

It wasn't making any sense to me; why did she want him so badly? She was already a powerful Alpha, and she was rich. It's not like she needed Elliot.

I wrapped my arms around my body, feeling uneasy and sick to my stomach at the very thought of it.

"Elliot wanted me to bring you to her room so you could thank her properly once you are awake," he concluded.

My mouth practically fell open as I stared up at Beta Leo.

"He wants me to thank her?" I asked, my voice sounding hoarse.

He nodded his head once.

"Alpha's orders," he told me.

I pressed my lips together and gave

him a curt nod before I slid out of the hospital bed. I was a bit unsteady on my legs, feeling as might fall over at any moment was dizzy because of this concussion

but once I got my footing, was good to go.

Siffel

Beta Leo led the way out of the room and down the hallway. I was surprised to see that the entire floor of the hospital was vacant and when I asked Leo about it as we walked, he simply told me that Alpha Elliot bought this entire wing for both Shirley and me.

We paused outside the door in time to hear Shirley speaking.

"Oh, Elliot. You really don't need to fuss over me. It's not like I'm a hero or anything," Shirley purred, making me want to roll my eyes, but I refrained from doing so.

"You are a hero, Shirley. If it wasn't for you, she would have..." his voice trailed off, unable to finish the sentence. "I owe more than I can give," he confessed, his tone sounding defeated.