Married My Ex's Alpha Uncle (Silver and Elliot) novel Chapter 41

I sighed and grabbed my watercolors. As always, I got lost in the painting, even though I was kind of ruining it. Painting always gave me a sense of belonging. I could push all thoughts out of my mind and just focus on my work.

It took a little over an hour to alter the painting and when I finished, I couldn’t help but chuckle. He was going to be so angry.

While I let it dry, I went into the kitchen to see if dinner was ready yet. There were a couple of workers in the kitchen, but there was no sign of Mariah.

“Where’s Mariah?” I asked one of the chefs.

“She went to help out at the packhouse,” she explained. “Are you hungry? I just finished with the roast beef.”

My mouth watered as she took the roast beef out of the oven. It smelled incredible; with it was potatoes and roasted carrots.

“Starving,” I admitted.

She piled good onto a plate and slid it across the counter for me. As I ate, I couldn’t help but feel a bit sad. Elliot isn’t here to eat with me and usually, he’s home around now.

“Have you heard from the Alpha?” I asked the worker.

She shook her head.

“I have not. He’s probably still working at the packhouse. I’ve heard there have been some rogue attacks that he’s investigating.”

I nodded, understanding.

The flavors of the food hit my tongue fiercely and I couldn’t help the moan that escaped my mouth. The look on the worker’s face told me that she heard me loud and clear.

“I’m glad you like it,” she chuckled.

I wiped my mouth with the napkin before responding.

“It’s incredible,” I told her.

I lifted my head and looked at the picture, folding my arms across my chest I said, “I thought I would adjust it so it was more accurate.”

Anger from him burst forth and he growled loudly, making the hairs on the back of my neck and arms stand tall.

“You think that’s accurate?!” He growled.

When I didn’t respond, he grabbed my arm and whipped me around to face him. His eyes were blazing, and I could see the yellow tint of his wolf’s eyes peering through. His wolf was in control, and he wasn’t happy with my little stunt.

Before I could react or say anything in response, Elliot pushed me against the wall, his body pressing into mine. I could feel every curve of his body as he pinned me between him and the wall.

My body shook as I peeked up at him through my lashes; I knew I was blushing from the heat that rose in my cheeks and my breathing was now heavy and I fought to catch my breath. I hated the effect he had on me and my body.

Then his deep and growly words made my knees weak.

“Maybe I should remind you how inaccurate you were.”