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

Silver's POV

My heart was hammering as we pulled up to the hospital. I stared at the familiar large building in front of me and waves of panic hit me like a freight train. Memories of my time in this hospital consumed me and I thought about the last time I was here. It was right after I was kidnapped by rogues. I suffered from a concussion, and I was unconscious for a while. But when I woke, I was alone. It turns out that my darling husband was with Shirley.

His expectations of me thanking Shirley for saving my life hurt me because I was pretty certain it was Shirley who helped them kidnap me in the first place. She wanted to get on Elliot's good side, so she staged saving me.

Then, when I spoke to Shirley alone, she told me that she and Elliot were actually fated mates and that I was just getting in their way. My heart hurt at the very thought of it but now I know she was lying to me. She just wanted me out of the way so she could have Elliot for herself.

I was glad her plans didn't work, but I wasn't sure why we needed to be here now. I looked up at Elliot who was also fixing his attention on the hospital building. I wondered if he was just as nervous, or if he was angry. Was he going to make me apologize or thank Shirley? Elliot finally spared me a glance and his gaze softened; I could see his wolf in his eyes and his wolf was fighting to take control. I frowned and cocked my head of the side.

""What is it?" I asked him.

"My wolf is having trouble dealing with everything. He's angry," Elliot confessed. He reached out and grabbed my hand, squeezing it and it was reassuring. I found myself smiling at him, wanting to ease his wolf.

It seemed to be working because his body relaxed as we stood side-by-side.

"Why are we here?" I finally asked him, my voice coming out softer than I intended.

"Because we need to talk to Shirley," he answered simply as he pulled me along with him and into the hospital.

My chest tightened even more with each step we made. We reached the third floor, which had no other patience besides Shirley. There were a few gamma warriors in the waiting room along with a couple of nurses at the nurse's station. The gammas stood tall when they saw us approaching.

"Welcome back, Alpha," one of the nurses practically purred. I had to keep from rolling my eyes at her; if I had a wolf, I knew I would be growling all over the place.

"Is Alpha Shirley awake?" Elliot asked, barely sparing her a second look.

"Yes, sir. She's been requesting you for the last couple of days. She will be happy to see you."

Elliot hummed his response; he never let go of my hand as we walked through the waiting room and through the doors that lead to the hospital rooms. As we passed the nurse's station, I noticed the deadly glares that were fixed in my direction, and I found myself feeling uneasy. I kept my eyes downcast as we walked through the doors. We paused outside of the hospital room that I knew Shirley was in. Elliot took a deep breath, collecting himself and probably calming his wolf down. Did he have to do this every time he saw Shirley? Was it because his wolf wanted to claim her, and he was trying to keep that from happening?

I thought they weren't mates.

The thought made me feel sick to my stomach.

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Elliot released my hand just before he pushed the door open, and I suddenly felt cold and alone. I took a deep breath and stepped into the room behind him. Shirley was seated on the bed, scrolling through her phone.

She didn't look all that injured besides the cast on her foot and I still wondered why her wolf hadn't healed her yet.

She looked up when we entered, and her eyes widened as soon as her gaze locked onto Elliot.

"Elliot! You've come back!" She purred. "I didn't think I was going to see you today. I've missed you so much..."

"We need to talk about something, Shirley," Elliot said, folding his arms across his chest.

His tone surprised me; he didn't seem happy to see her, he sounded almost angry. I raised my brows but stayed at the doorway; I expected him to force me forward so I could apologize to her or thank her like he wanted the last time.

"We can talk about anything you want, Elliot. But come sit with me. I've missed you so much. I need to be held," she pouted as she patted the spot on her bed that was empty.