Married My Ex's Alpha Uncle

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.

pushed me against the wall, pinning me with his body. I sucked in a sharp breath as I looked up at him. My face was probably as red

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

eyes away from his. He had me in a captivated trance; his

He asked, a smirk now playing on his

of course not," I lied; my breathy tone gave away my

his hard body into mine, and just as his lips brushed across mine a bright light slammed into my vision, and pain shot

shoved him away from me

no! Not now,

say my name as I ran from the room. My vision returned just as I stepped into the hallway, but the pain remained. Panic consumed me and I continued to run until I reached

white light returned to my eyes, and I fell to the ground, pressing my back against the wall, I pulled

consumed me, but I

was a knock on the

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

"I'm okay," I mustered.

in my vision turned chaotic. My whole body shook, and I heard

louder and firmer than

to my relief. But that relief only lasted a moment when I saw my hair, which had come loose from my ponytail, and draped over my arm. It had

hands, I saw

was

was something Elliot could never

ha

be morning.

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

to my feet and made my way back upstairs and into our bedroom. Elliot was sitting on the bed and when I

wondered if he had been up

he upset because I rejected

him, fearing that he would question

I told him quickly. "I'm just going to go to

bed and turn away from him. Then, he wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me close to him, and held me while I

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it up. I mainly spent a lot of time in my studio though, trying to recreate the paintings that Stella destroyed and sold in her exhibit. My plan had always 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

gallery that would accept my work has been even more difficult. Most around the area had already seen the same work being displayed at Stella's exhibit, and they have

kind enough to accompany me around the town and surrounding towns

I sat in the kitchen of the mansion sipping on tea that

little shake of encouragement. "How about Pandora's Bloom? We haven't tried that one

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

by low-class galleries all over the region; there's no way Pandora's Bloom will want my art in their gallery," I told her,