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.

body. I sucked in a sharp breath as I looked up at him. My face was probably as red as a cherry and my heart hammered wildly in my chest; I wondered if he could hear

you thought I was meeting with a model this evening?" He asked, his voice sultry and making my knees

pry my eyes away from his. He had

asked, a smirk now playing on his

lied; my

I felt heat forming on my lower abdomen. He got closer to me, pressing his hard body into mine, and just as his lips brushed across mine a bright light slammed into my vision, and pain shot through

and shoved him away from me as I

no! Not now,

into the hallway, but the pain remained. Panic consumed me and I continued to run until I reached the bottom of

returned to my eyes, and I fell to the ground, pressing my back against the wall, I pulled my knees up to my chest and buried my

but I tried to muffle the sounds with my

was a knock

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

"I'm okay," I mustered.

chaotic. My whole body

voice coming out louder and firmer than

him retreating from the door, much to my relief. But that relief only lasted a moment when I saw my hair, which had

my hands, I saw how

was

something Elliot could

ha

be morning.

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

feet and made my way back upstairs and into our bedroom. Elliot was sitting on the bed and when I entered, his gaze

if he had been

upset because

approached him, fearing that he would question me about what

"I'm just

and turn away from him. Then, he wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me close

***

been the same. Find an art gallery that will partner with me and have them display and possibly sell my artwork. Living in Stella's shadow made that dream difficult. But with the

even more difficult. Most around the area had already seen the same work being displayed at Stella's exhibit, and they have accused me

was now fully healed, was kind enough to accompany me around the town and surrounding towns to showcase my paintings

sat in the kitchen of the mansion sipping on tea that a maid prepared for

my arm and giving me a little shake

of Pandora's Bloom. That was one of the most exclusive galleries in the world. It didn't just have art, it also had beautiful handmade jewelry and other

over the region; there's no way Pandora's Bloom will want my

You could try and get your paintings to be displayed at the auction and

I shook my head.