Married My Ex's Alpha Uncle by Aurora Starling

"This wasn't my intention, Elliot. You must believe me..." Shirley continued to cry as she grabbed onto my arm.

I pulled away from her, letting her hands fall to the bed beside her and a defeated sob escaped her lips.

"Even so, what makes you think I'd want to take a drug at a business meeting, Shirley?" I asked, shaking my head.

"I thought we could celebrate the new alliances formed last night. The meeting went so well. I miss my old friend; the one who used to go clubbing with me. I just wanted to reminisce and have fun..." Panic consumed me.

Did I really sleep with her last night?

"Silver was here too and she let it happen!" She added quickly.

I froze at her words and narrowed my eyes at her.

"What do you mean Silver was here?"

She sniffled and wiped her tear-filled eyes.

"I believe Beta Leo called her at some point after you started to lose control. She showed up here and she looked frustrated. I offered to take you to the hotel room, and she agreed."

My heart, which was once so full, shattered in a heartbeat.

"Silver let you take me to this room?"

Shirley nodded as more tears filled her eyes.

thought we would sleep. I never

heard through my ears because the only thing I could think was, "Silver

Silver's POV

Mr. Wilson asked as he went through my

you been

middle school. I dabbled with it but didn't take it seriously

exhibit. Of course, we will pay you a fair price and a healthy compensation for any artwork that we happen to

slid over a

contract drawn up. It'll list the payments that will be wired to your account for each painting

raised at the numbers I was seeing. It was a pretty fair wage; way more than I could have dreamt. However, I know not to sign any contracts

it be okay if I took this contract with me, Mr. Wilson? I'd like

looked puzzled

you to sign anything that makes you uncomfortable. I understand

politely at

told him as I tucked the

hands, I stood and walked out of the gallery. Almost immediately my phone started to ring. When I glanced at the screen I smiled at Elliot's name, then my cheeks flushed when I remembered the night we

throat, I swiped the green answer button and pressed the phone to my

"Hello?"

voice sounded distressed,

got finished with a meeting," I told him, my brows

the

moment; did he not remember our night last night? A ping

"Yes, I was there..."