Married My Ex's Alpha Uncle by Aurora Starling

Silver's POV

Leo took Rebecca home while I went with Elliot.

I knew I had no right to be upset over who Elliot spent his time with. But I thought as his wife, he would have a little bit more respect towards me than that.

My stomach knotted at the very thought of Elliot's hands on someone else.

Once he parked the car, he offered his hand to help me out of the vehicle, but I declined it, walking past him and into the mansion. I expected to see a half-naked girl lurking around somewhere but was surprised when I didn't see any.

I turned to face Elliot who was watching me with uncertainty at the doorway.

"What am I supposed to be seeing?" I asked him after a beat of silence.

He furrowed his brows.

"Come with me," he ordered, walking past me and up the stairs.

I sighed and followed him towards our bedroom. My entire body felt paralyzed. Did he seriously have another woman in our bedroom? Was he going to have sex with her in the same bed we slept in? Flashbacks of my time with Gavin invaded my mind; the moment I caught him cheating on me in the same bed we shared together.

I suddenly felt sick.

He looked over his shoulder at me just as he pushed the door open, and he frowned.

"Are you coming?" He asked, watching me almost warily.

I took a deep breath and nodded, trying to hide my unease.

I walked into the room with him and paused when I saw that it was empty. Frowning, I looked at him, expecting him to say something. But his eyes flashed over to a shelf and when my eyes followed his gaze, I nearly choked on my own saliva.

Those were not there this morning.

They are little toy cars.

No; they were model cars.

Models... not a model.

Shame and embarrassment slammed into me like a sledgehammer.

Oh, Moon Goddess. I made such a fool out of myself. I looked at Elliot briefly and saw him still watching me but this time, his right brow was arched. He was waiting for me to say something, but I had nothing to say. I was humiliated and I just wanted the earth to open and swallow me whole.

"I should call Rebecca and see how she's doing," I said in a rush, pointing at the doorway. I wanted to run out of the room and hide.

I could retreat from the room, Elliot grabbed my arm and pushed me against the wall, pinning me with his body. I sucked in a sharp breath as

a model this evening?" He

uh..." I stammered, unable to pry my eyes away from his. He had me in a captivated trance; his heat and

you jealous?" He asked, a smirk now playing on his

lied; my breathy tone gave

me, pressing his hard body into mine, and just as his

gasped and shoved him away from me

no! Not now,

me and

against the wall, I pulled my knees up to my chest and

consumed me, but I tried

was a knock on

heard Elliot calling out to me. "Are you in there? Open the

"I'm okay," I mustered.

as the lights in my vision turned chaotic. My whole body shook, and

away!" I demanded, my voice coming out louder and firmer than I had ever heard it

relief. But that relief only lasted a moment when I saw my hair, which had come loose

my hands, I saw how pale

truly was a

could

ha

be morning.

lowered my head to my lap, desperately trying to ignore the shooting pain in my temple. Tears welled up in my eyes as the chaotic lights and colors continued to flash in my eyes. I'm not sure what time it was when I finally opened my eyes, but once I did, I saw that my hair was back to normal, and my skin no longer looked pale. I let out a shaky breath, knowing Elliot was probably so upset with me

the bed and when I entered, his gaze landed on me. He didn't look angry, but there was definitely

I wondered if he had been up all

upset because I rejected

that he would question me about what

told him quickly. "I'm just going

he waited for me to slide into bed and turn away from

***

recreate the paintings that Stella destroyed and sold in her exhibit. My plan had always been the same. Find an art gallery that

my sister's stunt, finding a gallery that would accept my work has been even more difficult. Most around the area had already seen the same

fully healed, was kind enough to accompany me around the town and surrounding towns to showcase my paintings to different galleries. They all

was emotionally drained. Rebecca and I sat in the kitchen of the mansion sipping on tea that a maid prepared for

a little shake of encouragement.

Pandora's Bloom. That was one of the most exclusive galleries in the world. It didn't just have art, it

rejected by low-class galleries all over the region; there's no way Pandora's Bloom will want

could try and get your paintings

I shook my head.