Married My Ex's Alpha Uncle (Silver and Elliot) novel Chapter 112

Silver’s POV

My eyes were completely raw from crying. I didn’t think I had any moisture left in me, but once again, I proved myself wrong. My heart was shattered into a million pieces, and I didn’t think it would ever get repaired again.

Signing those divorce papers had been the hardest thing I ever had to do. Speaking to my father and telling him I was going to spend some time in his pack was the second hardest thing I had to do. I was honestly surprised he was letting me spend a few days in Rebecca’s apartment.

“But after that, you have to figure out your own way as a rogue. If your husband doesn’t want you in his pack, what makes you think I want you in mine??” He all but spat at me.

I flinched at his cruel words, not having the resolve to act strong and defend myself.

“I am your daughter,” I told him, my voice barely above a whisper.

His laugh was cruel and taunting.

“You have never been my daughter. Look at you; you’re weak and pathetic. A wolfless. I’m ashamed of you,” he spat. “But because I raised you, I’ll let you stay with your friend for a few days. That way you can figure out where to go and what to do. But then you got to leave. I can’t have a rogue in my pack. What would the packmates think?”

The memory of that conversation haunted me. It happened hours ago, and I’ve been hauled up in Rebecca’s guest room since then, unable to move. I let my tears fall and soak through the pillow. My entire body shook as I broke apart.

There was a knock on the bedroom door, and I didn’t have the strength to speak or answer it. The door opened slowly, allowing a bit of light from the hallway into the room. I buried my face even further under the covers to shield my eyes from the unwelcome lighting.

“Hey, girl,” Rebecca’s soft voice broke through the silence. “How are you feeling?”

I didn’t bother answering her; my marriage ended a few hours ago. How did she think I was feeling?

I wondered if he had sex with Shirley too. The very thought made me feel gross and I couldn’t help but tremble in my skin.

“He’s scum, Silver,” Rebecca tried to lighten the mood. “Has he even tried to call you?”

I shrugged one shoulder.

“My phone is off,” I whispered weakly. I couldn’t bear it if he didn’t try to call but if he did try to call, I have no idea what I would say to him. It would be better if I just shut off my phone and kept away from the outside world. At least for a few days. I was grateful that Rebecca reached out to a couple of Alpha’s for me; that meant I wouldn’t have to do that myself and that also meant I had a couple of days before I had to do anything productive.

I was planning on spending the next couple of days lounging in bed and wallowing in self-pity. I was heartbroken; it was allowed. Right?