Married My Ex’s Alpha Uncle

Another sob rippled through me, and I knew Rebecca's heart was breaking as well. She rubbed my back; trying to rub soothing circles across my back. But it didn't help; nothing helped. I was too broken to be fixed.

At some point, I allowed darkness to take me. I wasn't sure if I fell asleep because of depression, or exhaustion. But I woke up banging on the front door and my skin crawled at the forcefulness of my fists.

I knew who it was before Rebecca bothered to answer the door.

"Go away, Alpha. She doesn't want to see you," Rebecca said through the door. I knew she wasn't going to open it and I was relieved by that.

"Let me in!" Elliot roared; he was so loud that I could hear him clearly through two closed doors. Which meant this entire apartment building could hear him as well. I wouldn't be surprised if someone called my father considering we were in his territory. "I need to see her!!" "Fat chance, ass hole," she scoffed.Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

Goddess, I loved her for this. She wasn't going to give in no matter how hard he pleaded; though, I worried about her front door. Once Elliot set his mind to something, it was difficult to change it. I knew if he didn't get his way, his temper would flare he would eventually break down the front door.

I shuddered at the thought of that.

"I need to speak with my wife," he demanded.

"Future ex-wife!" Rebecca shot back.

"I won't agree to this divorce. I refuse to sign those papers!!"

"Then, I guess you will see her in court when she sues your ass!" Rebecca spat.

I almost wanted to laugh; there was no way I'd be able to sue Elliot for a divorce. First of all, I wasn't sure I wanted to. And secondly, I would lose. Elliot was the most powerful Alpha in the world, not to mention he came from some serious money. I didn't stand a chance against him in court, no matter how good Marco was at his job.

"Rebecca, please..." Elliot's voice lowered now, but I could still hear him thanks to my accelerated hearing. He sounded so defeated and almost as broken as I felt. My heart tugged for him, and I fought the urge to go to him and comfort him.

I heard Rebecca sighing and the door opening slightly. Panic struck me; was she really letting him in? I couldn't let him see me like this, but I also had no strength and energy to do anything about it. I had sunk further under the sheets and squeezed my eyes shut; if I can't see him, then he can't see me.

"I'm not letting you in," Rebecca said with finality. "But I'll hear you out and maybe once she's ready, she will too. But she's not ready right now, Alpha. Her heart is broken, and you need to give her time."

"I never wanted to hurt her," he murmured, and I knew he was burying his face in his hands as he often did when he was stressed.

"Let's talk," Rebecca said, closing the

door. Their voices disappeared and I knew they were no longer near the apartment. She must have taken him somewhere else to tal belongs to NovelDrama.Org

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I couldn't help the twinge of jealousy in my gut, but quickly pushed it away. Rebecca was my best friend there was no way she would try anything with him. I trusted her with my life, and I knew she wouldn't hurt me like that.

I closed my eyes again and let more tears fall down my cheeks as my bottom lip trembled.

Once again, I fell asleep.

When I woke up again, Rebecca was sitting on my bed. She looked tired like she hadn't slept a wink. I lifted my head and looked at her. "What time is it?" I murmured.

"You slept all night," she told me. "It's morning."

She glanced at the window and sure enough, I saw the rising sun desperately trying to peer through the closed window shades. "Why are you in here?"

"I wanted to try to feed you some

breakfast,” she told me. "You haven't

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I shook my head and lowered my head back onto my pillow.

"I'm fine," I murmured.

"You're not fine, and neither is he," she confessed.

I narrowed my eyes at her; that jealousy returned.

"You spoke to him?" I asked, almost accusatory.

"Yes," she whispered, her eyes fixed on her hands now.

"So, what?" I snapped. "Are you screwing him now? Are you on his side because of that??"