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.Content held by NôvelDrama.Org.

"Yeah, I'll be fine," I told him.

He nodded, still looking at me thoughtfully for a moment.

"Was there a reason you were there yesterday?"

The 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 was there so one of them probably mentioned it. Heat surfaced around my cheeks, and I suddenly felt incredibly hot.

"I baked cookies and cupcakes for the pack," I told him. "I wanted to apologize for leaving the banquet early. That's not how a Luna should behave."

"You had good reason to leave."

"But they don't know that," I reminded him. "I also wanted to meet some of them. I think I made a new friend."

He corked an eyebrow.

"And who might that be?"

"Cara," I answered. "She seems really nice. She introduced me to some of her friends. They are interesting."

I thought about her friend Alison; it was going to take some time for her to warm up 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, raising his brows.

I nodded.

He didn't look displeased by that.

"I'm glad you got to know someone. She's a good choice for a friend," he admitted.

I smiled but I didn't say anything more about it. After another moment, he asked, "Why didn't you come to see me?"

I didn't think he was going to be so forward and ask that question. My heart skipped a beat when I looked up at his face. His eyes poured into me like he could see the answer in my eyes. I swallowed the lump in my throat and kept my eyes on his.

"You seemed busy," I told him, my voice coming out a bit breathier than how I'd like. "Shirley was in your office, and I didn't want to interrupt."

"Leo said you were outside my office door," he said. "Were you spying on us?"

I mentally slapped myself; I should have known Leo would have said something about me snooping outside of his office door.

"I heard voices inside the office, and I turned around to leave," I quickly stated.