Married My Ex's Alpha Uncle by Aurora Starling

Silver's POV

My heart was racing as I stared up at Elliot. Was he really the owner of this art gallery? Did that mean he was the one who sent me the invitation for the auction?

My mind was whirling with different thoughts as Elliot turned to see a pale-faced Barret as he shrunk under Elliot's scrutiny.

Leo appeared by my side, and he took it upon himself to calm the growing crowd around us.

"Rest assured, Alpha Elliot is the owner of this gallery and Miss Silver Stormwind is his wife. If you disrespect her, you disrespect him as well. Please, resume your activities and pay us no mind," Beta Leo ordered, his voice having a sense of authority over the crowd.

The crowd murmured excitedly as they gazed at me and then at Elliot.

"He must be the one in her paintings!" Someone in the crowd said to the others.

"It makes so much sense now!" Some else cooed.

With curious whispers and glances in my direction, the crowd departed, and the music resumed.

"I... I had no idea she was your wife, Alpha," Barret said, keeping his head lowered. "Please accept my apologies."

"Apologize to my wife for your blatant disrespect, Mr. Anders," Elliot said, his voice bitter.

looked at me and I could see

sorry, Miss Stormwind, please accept my

didn't respond; I was too

Elliot said, turning his

gasped and

"But Alpha-"

repeat myself, Barret. Leave before another scene

another word, Barret left the cocktail

of the gallery workers to approach us and when she did,

my wife to get changed. I know

for me to follow her. I gave Elliot a brief look before following the worker upstairs and into a bedroom. I didn't know this gallery doubled as a home as well and I wondered who

my taste and I felt a little strange putting it on. The dress was completely backless, and it revealed a little too

though, so I swallowed my embarrassment and followed

new dress. I thought he was going to be

around my waist and pulling

as I gazed up at him. The music had slowed down, and the lighting dimmed slightly. I wrapped my arms around his neck and allowed him to pull me toward the dance floor where others were dancing

was no longer feeling embarrassed about the dress. His warmth enveloped me, and I put

nothing, but ease and I wanted this moment to last for