Married My Ex’s Alpha Uncle

"Will this ever get old?" I asked him as he kissed down my neck, sucking on the nape of my neck where my shoulder meets my neckline. "Having sex with you? Being this turned on all the time. Wanting you this badly? Will it ever stop?" "Goddess, I hope not," he spoke in a raspy tone.

We spent some more time in bed and then we went to the beach for the rest of the afternoon. Later in the evening, we sadly had to return to our normal lives and return to the pack. Neither of us seemed to want to leave, but I feel this trip was a huge success. We grew closer as a couple, and I was finally able to tell him that I loved him. By the end of the trip. We smelled so much like one another that nobody would question our relationship going forward even if I'm not marked by him.

I didn't bring up about being marked because I wasn't sure if I was ready for that step. It just felt so permanent, and it scared me. I didn't want him to regret marking me; what would happen if he found his mate? The thought left me feeling sick to my stomach. "What's wrong?" He asked, glancing at me from the driver's side of the car.

"Nothing," I lied, hoping he would buy it. "I was just thinking about what was going to happen once we returned to the pack."

He smiled at me and reached over to grab my hand, entwining our fingers together, he brought my hand to his lips and kissed my knuckles.

"Now, we start our lives together. You continue your role as Luna and I continue mine as Alpha," he tells me. "Nothing changes except for how deeply I love you."

I smiled and I felt my cheeks growing warm.

"There's nothing you need to worry about," he assured me, bringing our joined hands to my face and brushing his thumb across my bottom lip, affectionately. I kissed it, making him smile.

When we returned to the pack, an hour later, things were oddly quiet. I frowned, looking around the parklands, wondering where everybody was. Usually, there would be packmates walking around either in human form or wolf form; if not packmates, then at least warriors. But there was nobody. It was like a ghost town; most of the buildings and houses had their lights out.

From the tension in Elliot's body, I could tell this wasn't normal and he too was worried about what was happening.

He released my hand and dug in his pocket for his phone. He swore when he saw that it was turned off.

"I forgot to turn it back on," he muttered, switching it on. It only took a minute for it to light up to life and his home screen displayed.

He swore again when he saw how many missed calls and texts were left on his phone from his beta and gamma.

"What's going on?" I asked him, unable to hide the worry in my tone.

"I'm going to find out right now," he said, pressing the phone to his cheek.

"Why didn't they mindlink you?" I asked, staring at him dumbfounded.

"I shut off my mindlink," he

muttered. "I didn't want anything to interrupt this evening. I told them to contact me in emergencies, I was planning on turning my phone on last night but forgot." He paused for a moment and then cursed. "Leo left me multiple voicemails. There was a régue attack. The warriors are off battling, and the rest of the pack is at the packhouse. I'm dropping you off there for safety and then I'm going to help the warriors."

I didn't argue with him as he brought me to the packhouse. He got out of the car and walked with me outside. The entire packhouse was bustling with worried packmates. They all started talking at once when Elliot entered the house; all of them clearly worried and wondering what was going on.

"I need everyone to remain here and try to keep your voices down. I'm not sure where the attack is but I'm going to find out. Just stay here. Silver will remain with you all he assured them.

He turned to me, and I couldn't help but look at him with worry. He brushed his lips across mine.

"I'll be back soon," he assured me.

I nodded and then he left, taking my heart with him.NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.