Married My Ex’s Alpha Uncle

Silver's POV

At some point in the night, I must have fallen asleep because I was waking up in my bed, alone. The empty feeling of Elliot not being with me this morning was haunting. An ache formed in my chest; it was something indescribable. I placed my hand on my beating heart, feeling it thudding under my palm.

What could be causing such an ache?

Deciding to put the thought in the back of my mind, I got out of bed and quickly dressed in a tank top and shorts before throwing my hair in a pony and leaving the bedroom. I somehow knew that Elliot wasn't anywhere in this mansion and for some reason, that saddened me. I could still feel the warmth of his embrace and the taste of his lips on mine from last night and heat spread throughout my entire body. He was so sweet and tentative last night. He cared for me in a way that nobody ever has before. He now knows my deepest and darkest secret. He knows of the monster I become during the night of the full moon and yet he still held me and whispered sweet things into my ear until I fell asleep.

Why hadn't he said anything to me this morning? He couldn't even say goodbye or tell me that he was leaving?

I was lost in thought as I walked into the kitchen, and I almost ran over one of the chefs.

"Sorry!" I chirped out as they dodged me.

"It's okay, Luna," the chef said in return.

I walked further into the kitchen and paused when I saw Mariah watching me with a curious look.

Over the course of these last few days, I had gotten to know Mariah a lot and I grew fond of her. I enjoyed our early morning banters while she cooked breakfast. I started to look forward to it now. "What's got you all distracted this morning?" She asked, giving me a knowing look.

My cheeks flushed.

"Did you happen to see Elliot this morning?" I asked her.

She raised her brows.

"This morning, no. But I saw him last night," she said with a twinkle in her eyes. "You two seemed pretty cozy as he carried you to bed."

My eyes widened.

"He carried me?" I asked him, my mouth falling to the floor.

I shouldn't have been surprised; I'm starting to realize that was the kind of guy Elliot was. He wasn't a vicious monster; he was sweet and caring. He most definitely would carry me to bed if I had already fallen asleep. I hated that he had to see me like that, but I'm relieved that he knows my deepest and darkest secret now.

"He left this morning without saying a word," I said, feeling a bit defeated.

"I heard a rumor that there was a rogue attack late in the night," one of the chefs said as they passed.

"A rogue attack?" I gasped, my eyes wide with alarm.

"They've been getting more frequent lately," he replied. "The Alpha had to leave to take care of business."

I nodded, understanding. An unsettled feeling fell into my stomach. I wanted to go see him, but I also wanted to bring him something as a thank you. Actually, now that I thought of it, I should bring the entire pack something as an apology for leaving them as I did last night. I knew it was going to take a lot for them to warm up to me and last night didn't exactly leave them with the best first impression. So, now I just have to redo it.

"Mariah, can you help me bake some stuff for the pack? I wanted to redeem myself after leaving them last night," I tell her, stepping around the kitchen counter.

She smiled.

"And what are you thinking of baking?"

"Maybe some cookies?" I suggested. "And cupcakes. Definitely cupcakes."

"Sounds like fun," she said.

With that, she helped me bake a ton of cookies and cupcakes. One of her employees was an expert in cake decorating so she helped decorate the cupcakes. She even put a little frosting on the cookies for coloring.© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

A few hours later, the entire kitchen was a mess, but it smelled delicious with baked goods.

"Do you need help bringing them to the packhouse?" Mariah asked after she finished putting the last cupcake in its holder.

I shook my head.

"No, it's okay. Gamma Erik will help," I told her.

She helped me load Erik's car with the baked goods and soon we were heading to the packhouse.

Once we got to the packhouse, Erik helped me bring in the stuff and set them down in the community dining area. There were a few packmates in there chatting and munching on lunch, but for the most part, it was fairly empty. The smell of food from the kitchen invaded my nose and made my mouth water.

With everything going on that morning, I completely forgot to eat.

"What do we have here?" One of the girls asked as she walked toward me; her large blue eyes staring at the cupcakes. I swear she had hearts in her eyes.