Married My Ex's Alpha Uncle (Silver and Elliot)

Elliot's POV

Just as I asked the maid if she had seen Silver, I felt her presence nearby. My eyes shot in the direction of the bathrooms, and I saw Silver staring at me with wide eyes. Then, she turned to leave only to run into Shirly who was exiting the bathroom behind her.

Silver froze momentarily as she looked up at Shirly and then she turned in the opposite direction and ran from the room.

I furrowed my brows together.

What was Shirly doing in the bathroom with Silver? Had she said something.

Ignoring Shirly's piercing stares, I chased after Silver, running through the packhouse and trying to get a glimpse of her but there was no trace of her to be found.

She was fast.

"Silver!" I called out, hoping she would respond, but I was met with only silence.

I followed her lingering scent and made my way out the front of the packhouse; I stepped onto the front porch, staring off into the dark abyss, and called her name once more, but once again, I was met with only silence.

"Is everything okay, Alpha?" I heard Leo behind me.

I turned to look at him.

"I have you seen where Silver went?" I asked him.

He furrowed his brows together.

"She left? In the middle of the event?" Leo asked, staring off into the distance. "I didn't see."

I let out a low growl that emerged from deep in my throat.

"I need you to find out where she has gone," I ordered my Beta.

Leo nodded.

"Yes, sir," he said, and he left to do just that.

As the Alpha, I couldn't just leave the event. Irritation and restlessness rose deep within me as I walked back inside. I thought about Silver's recent behavior leading up to this gathering. She was reluctant to even come tonight. She tried everything in her power to get out of this event, but I wouldn't let her.

I should have known she would have tried to leave early.

Atlas stirred uncomfortably inside of me, not liking the fact that Silver was out of our sight. I didn't like his apprehension over the ordeal, reminding him that Silver was just our contract wife and nothing more. "Then why can't you keep your hands off her?" Atlas asked in return.

I ignored him only to run into Shirly who seemed to be looking for me.

"Oh, there you are, Elliot. Did I just miss Silver? Had she left?" Shirly asked, looking over my shoulder at the front door.

"She wasn't feeling well," I told her, not wanting to discuss my wife with another woman, even if she was a long-time friend and ally to my pack.

"Ah that's too bad," Shirly said, pouting. But her pout was soon replaced with a smile as she draped an arm through mine and walked with me back to the party on the back patio. "We hardly had any time to catch up. I wanted to tell you that during my travels I discovered there had been minor wars between a few packs all hoping for your support."

Just as we stepped outside, my eyes found Gavin who was speaking with a couple of his friends. Their words drowned out anything Shirly was saying.

"Just saw your girlfriend running out of the packhouse like she was on fire," one of his friends laughed. "What did you do this time, Gavin?"

Gavin opened his mouth to respond and then his eyes flashed to me, and they widened.

"She's not my girlfriend," Gavin quickly said. "She's my aunt."

"Elliot?" Shirly said, shaking my arm gently to bring my attention back to her. I realized she had been talking and I hadn't heard a word she said.

"Sorry, Shirly. Can you excuse me for a minute?" I asked.

I didn't wait for her to respond. I quickly walked over to Gavin who was still in the middle of his conversation. I grabbed his arm and yanked him away from his friends. His friends scattered out of fear. He followed me and I could practically feel his anxieties.

"I swear, I wasn't telling them she was my girlfriend, Uncle!" He tried to explain.

"Never mind that," I said, waving off his concerns. "Has Silver ever exhibited any strange behaviors? Specifically on the night of the full moon?"

Gavin's brows raised at the question.

"Not that I can think of. But then again, I never saw her on full moons," he said, shrugging. "Silver was always strange though. I assumed it was because she was wolfless."

"She's still your aunt and you'll treat her with respect," I said through my teeth. "I'm only asking because she seemed apprehensive about tonight and now, she left."