Married My Ex's Alpha Uncle

Silver's POV

I had framed my "exclusive" painting of Elliot on the wall in our bedroom right next to his model car collection. I smiled up at the painting, feeling satisfied with my hard work. Elliot walked into the room just then and froze when he saw it.

A bemused look crossed his face as he examined the picture and then his eyes found mine.

"You framed it?" He asked, noticing the golden frame I placed the portrait in.

I nodded.

"What do you think?" I asked him.

He thought about it for a moment, staring at the portrait intently before looking back at me. There was something in his expression that I couldn't quite read and for a moment, my stomach knotted.

Did he not like it?

Was he upset that I framed it and hung it up?

It's not like anyone would see this portrait besides us. Elliot doesn't like it when others are inside of our bedroom, including the maids.

painting as well?" He asked, his tone

my brows at the

would he bring

long time ago," I told him, glancing up at him. "It was hidden in my closet at my father's house until recently. It was meant as a gift to Gavin, but I was too shy to give it to him." I noticed Elliot's jaw tick and I raised my

agree to be my model because he saw that painting and was jealous? Would

painting now?" He asked, narrowing his eyes at

in my studio," I admitted; I'm honestly not sure

away from

and threw it in the

got ready for bed,

I asked him, my tone

the big bad Alpha wolf was jealous over something so mediocre. I had

he said sternly, without

I asked him, folding my arms

finally turned to look at me, his face

bed," he muttered, clearly not