Married My Ex’s Alpha Uncle

Silver's POV

"I don't know what kind of delusional theory you came up with, but I'll never join you," I hissed at my brother. His eyes narrowed and he didn't look shocked to hear me say that. Instead, he smirked and folded his arms across his chest.

"You could have anything and everything you want, Silver. I don't think you understand the kind of impact you could have on this world. With the powers that you have, you could be so much more than what you are. Don't you want to truly learn to use your abilities and use them for the good of humanity?"

My heart thudded against my chest.

Of course, I would want to use my powers for good, but I knew that Scott's intentions were anything but good. I didn't trust him, and I wasn't going to let my guard down. Whatever happened to him during this lifetime changed him and turned him into a complete monster. I won't fall victim to him. "I want to return home to my husband," I demanded.

"Don't you understand the kind of man you married? He's the true monster, Silver. He and his family. You married into the family that killed our family. They were the reasons our parents killed themselves. They were the reasons you were switched at birth and had to endure that horrible life. They are the reasons my adopted mother died!" Scott said, practically shouting. "They are the true monsters. They don't deserve to be a pack; they don't deserve to live, and we can make a difference. We can end the Crown family once and for all and form a new pack."

I shook my head as tears burned in my eyes.

"Elliot had nothing to do with any of that. He was only a boy when his sister had the prophecy. He didn't order the hit on the rogues. He didn't kill anyone," I told him, my voice coming out stronger than I felt. "You already killed his father, the man who was truly the cause of all of this, shouldn't that be enough?"

"It will NEVER be enough!" Scott growled, making me shudder. "It won't be enough until that whole family is gone. I already tried to change his scent, but his Alpha scent is way too strong. So, I've been sending my rogues after his pack."

"So, they truly were targeting the Crown pack," I whispered more to myself than to him.

"But with the two of us combined, we could change his scent Silver, and his own pack will be the ones who kill him. If we work together-"

"No!" I practically shouted, stopping his words. I didn't want to listen to anything he had to say anymore. I was fuming.

His eyes darkened as he glared at me.

"No?" He asked, his voice deepening. "You have the choice to make a difference and make sure this doesn't happen again in the future. Do you really think a man like Elliot Crown loves you?"

His words were like a slap in the

face, and I had to fight to keep the old insecurities from invading my mind. A week ago, I wouldn't have believed that Elliot truly loved me. But I saw him during his most vulnerable state. He knelt on the ground in front of me and bared his heart out. He told me he loved me with such sincerity that I chose to believe him. I wasn't going to allow my estranged brother to tell me otherwise.

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"You are deranged," I muttered.

Before I knew what was happening, Scott had his hand wrapped around my throat and he was squeezing tightly. I choked and gagged as the air was cut from my lungs. I could see the anger burning in his eyes and fear consumed me.

"I am the only sane one here," he said through his teeth. "He brainwashed you, Silver. And you'll see soon enough. He doesn't care about you, and he never has. He'll turn his back on you."

I tried to speak but I couldn't even breathe. As specks of darkness clouded my vision, he grinned and released me. I coughed, rubbing my aching throat as air slammed into my chest.

"I'll prove to you that he doesn't care about you," Scott said, stepping away from me.

I managed to look at his smug face, wondering what it was he had planned.

He left the room for a moment,

leaving me with my thoughts. I stared at the closed door, confused. And then he returned with a couple of rogues standing by his side. narrowed my eyes at them, they looked oddly familiar. Then, someone else walked through the door and my entire heart fell deep into my stomach.

"S... Shirley?" I stammered.

I realized quickly that the "rogues" that stood by Scott weren't rogues; they were part of Shirley's pack. Their scents had been changed resemble rogues. My heart

hammered against my chestel

walked over to me. She looked beautiful as ever and I hated her for

it. I gritted my teeth as she stopped only inches from my bed.