Married My Ex's Alpha Uncle (Silver and Elliot) novel Chapter 169

I reached out and took hold of his hand.

“It’s going to be okay,” I assured him. “Don’t worry about me.”

He frowned as he lowered his head to my eye level.

“I do nothing but worry about you,” he confessed. His lips brushed across mine and I felt heat coursing through my body, making me blush. “I’ll be right here the entire time.”

I nodded.

“I know,” I breathed before pulling back.

“Okay, do it,” I said, giving her my arm.

She nodded and stepped closer to me.

“This might hurt,” she said, holding up the longer needle.

I bit my lower lip and closed my eyes. I felt a sting in my arm, and I winced at the feeling. I was a big baby when it came to shots. The sting only grew more intense until she pulled the needle out of my arm and bandaged it.

“There you go,” she said as she started to put away her supplies.

I glanced at my arm which was now bandaged, and I frowned. I still don’t remember anything.

“Nothing is happening,” I said with a deep frown.

“Of course, nothing is happening yet,” she said, rolling her eyes at me. “It’s going to take some time to kick in. Relax until the effects start to happen.”

I nodded in response.

Charlotte left the room with Dr. Scott trailing behind her while Elliot slid into the bed beside me and wrapped his arms tightly around my body.

I felt so comfortable and tranquil being in his arms.

It didn’t take long to start feeling discomfort in my arm. I wiggled in place, trying to get comfortable, but my arm was starting to go numb. I frowned as I looked down at the bandage.

He wanted me to join him.

He wanted to prove that Elliot wasn’t coming for me and that he never cared about me. Only my brother cared about me. Scott.

He wanted me to join him in killing Elliot.

The memories invaded my head like a freight train, and I found it difficult to bear. I screamed out as more memories rushed into me. Every single detail of what happened these last couple of days right up until I saw Shirley standing in the room with the syringe. She was after Elliot’s pack; she was willing to sacrifice Elliot to get what she wanted.

Just as she pressed the syringe into my neck, I could still feel the sting of the needle and the effects it had on me.

No!

I can’t lose my memories again! I have to keep fighting! I can’t let them win.

My entire body froze entirely, unable to move or feel anything before all I could see was darkness.