Married My Ex's Alpha Uncle (Silver and Elliot) novel Chapter 34

Silver’s POV

When I got home, I ran into my studio without a word to anyone.

Tears fell down my eyes as pain consumed me. I slid to the ground, burying my face in my lap as the chaotic lights continued to flash through my mind. I remember seeing a glimpse of Shirly as I ran, and she too had red around her just like Elliot did.

They were both incredibly powerful Alpha’s, and I had no business being in their presence.

She was the perfect match for him, and I was nothing.

The words Shirly had said to me in the bathroom kept playing in my head and I couldn’t get them out. Pain shot through my temples, and I winced in pain.

I undid the pins in my hair keeping it in place and allowing it to fall freely around my shoulders. It was already white, and I knew that I had the fangs of a wolf, and my eyes were most likely silver. I stared down at my arms and saw how pale I was.

I sighed, glad that I made it back to the mansion before anyone could see me. I pressed my knees to my chest and cried heavily, hating the monster that I had become.

Why couldn’t I just be normal?

Gamma Erik saw me running past him, but I didn’t fully transform until I was hidden away in my studio. As soon as the door was shut behind me, I sank to the ground.

More chaotic lights flashed in my mind. I saw the red surrounding Elliot before I took off, but as I turned and saw Shirly walking out of the bathroom, red outlined her as well. I knew what it meant; I was seeing their scents. It was something that happened every full moon. Whoever I was looking at when midnight approached, their scents would be shown to me.

Different colors meant different things and though I didn’t always understand what the colors meant, I knew red signified power and strength.

I’m not sure how long I was in the studio, but I suddenly heard the front door slamming shut and I flinched. I kept the light off and I hoped that Elliot wouldn’t know that I was hiding inside of my studio.

But my hope was shattered as soon as the studio door opened and Elliot stormed inside, slamming it shut behind him.

“Please, go away,” I managed to say, not bothering to lift my head from my lap.