Married My Ex's Alpha Uncle

"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

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

Silver's POV

These paintings are incredible. You did these yourself?" Mr. Wilson asked as he went through my portfolio. "Yes, I did," I told him

have you

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

our new exhibit. Of course, we will pay you a fair price and

over

contract drawn up. It'll list the payments that will be wired to your account for each painting we exhibit along with the percentage of compensation you will

was seeing. It was a pretty fair wage; way more than I could have dreamt. However, I know not to sign any contracts without a lawyer taking a look at them first and I'd also like to include Elliot

this contract with me, Mr. Wilson? I'd like my

puzzled but

of course. I wouldn't want you to sign anything that makes you

politely at

truly appreciate your understanding," I told him as

I glanced at the screen I smiled at Elliot's name, then my cheeks flushed when I remembered the

green answer button and

"Hello?"

his voice sounded distressed, and it

meeting," I told him, my brows

at the hotel last

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