Married My Ex's Alpha Uncle

Silver's POV

I decided not to bring up what I overheard yesterday morning. Things were going really well since he returned home last night, and I didn't want to ruin it. He didn't ask me why I altered the painting; I think he just thought I was playing a joke on him.

I woke up early the next morning, surprised to see that he was still there and fast asleep. I took the painting back into my studio and I spent the next hour fixing it, turning it back into its original portrait. By the time I was done, Elliot was leaning against the doorframe, staring at me.

When I turned to look at him, my cheeks flushed when I saw that he wasn't wearing a shirt; however, he was wearing pajama bottoms. But still, he was so hot standing at the door of my studio with all his abs on display, that my mouth was watering again.

How was it possible to be this turned on by someone? It was like there was something inside of me clawing to get out, wanting to go to him and claim him as mine.

I never felt this way about anyone before, not even Gavin.

He looked at the portrait that I had just finished fixing and a smirk was placed on his lips as he looked at me.

"I'm going to be at the packhouse today," he told me, cutting through my thoughts. "I have some business to take care of. Will you be okay here?"

I nodded, biting my lower lip as I forced my eyes away from his incredible body.

I'll be fine," I

still looking at me thoughtfully for

there a reason you

question caught me off guard; I wasn't expecting it. I didn't realize he knew I was there; then again, both his Beta and Gamma knew I

to apologize for leaving the

good

reminded him. "I also wanted to meet some of them. I think I made a new

He corked an eyebrow.

who might that

answered. "She seems really nice. She introduced me to some of

to me and I feel it'll take time for me to warm up to her too. But Emma at least seemed really nice in her shy way. "Erik's mate?" He asked,

I nodded.