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.

as well?" He asked, his

furrowed my brows at the

would he bring up Gavin right

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

that painting and

is the painting now?" He asked, narrowing

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

away from

was quiet as he took off his shirt and threw it in the laundry basket before removing his pants and

raised my brows while he got ready for bed, his silence

you?" I asked

help it; the big bad Alpha wolf was jealous over something so mediocre. I had to bite my lower lip to keep from chuckling as his

without looking at me.

folding my arms across my chest and staring at

turned to look at me, his

to bed," he muttered, clearly not wanting to discuss this any