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.

me and I could see

Miss Stormwind, please accept

respond; I was too stunned to

now get out. You're fired," Elliot said, turning his

and Barrett stammered

"But Alpha-"

Barret. Leave before

another word, Barret left the

motioned for one of the gallery workers to approach us and when she

take my wife to get changed. I know there's extra clothes upstairs," Elliot

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

revealing for my taste and I felt a little strange putting it on. The dress was completely

with satisfaction though, so I swallowed my embarrassment and followed her back down

of desire crossing his face as he took in the new dress. I thought he was going to be upset that

an arm around my waist and pulling

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

protection in his arms. The way he was looking at me made my cheeks flush and I was no longer feeling embarrassed about the dress. His warmth enveloped me, and I put my face against his chest, listening to

but ease and I wanted

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