Married My Ex’s Alpha Uncle

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Silver chose to wear her brown hair down and it lay in waves around her shoulders and down her back. She wore a light layer of makeup, highlighting her best features. My heart hammered in my chest when I looked up at my beautiful wife as she walked down the grand

"Tada!" Cara said, waving her hands at Silver. "I think I've outdone myself."

"I'd say," I found myself whispering once Silver reached the bottom step. She wore heels that really made her legs look wonderful and complimented the rest of her outfit. The heels were big, but I still towered over her.

"Do I look okay?" Silver asked after a beat of silence; I could tell she was nervous by the way she asked that question and the way she was biting her bottom lip nervously.

"You look incredible," I whispered; I was unable to believe that this was the woman I was married to and the woman I almost lost. I wanted to pull her into my arms and rip her clothes off right then and there, but I refrained from doing so.

"You don't look so bad yourself," she said, eyeing my suit with the look of hunger in her eyes.

I smirked; I had a feeling we were both thinking the same thing and from the smell of desires wafting in the air, I knew I was right.

I grabbed onto her bag with one hand and offered her my other hand. She took it without hesitation but then frowned before we walked to the door.

"Don't you need to pack a bag?" She asked.

"I already packed, and everything is in the trunk of my Bently," I answered.

She looked surprised but then it morphed into a pleased smile.

"Have fun, you two," Cara waved after us. "I'll show myself out."

Silver thanked her friend and waved as I brought her outside.

"You are driving us?" She asked, surprised.

"I wanted to spend as much alone time with you as possible," I told her.

She looked pleased and I helped her into the passenger seat.Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

By the time we reached the Surfside Resort, it was 8 pm.

I've only been here a couple of times in the past and it was usually for family gatherings. We were a well-known family, and we had our own suite that we used when we wanted to get away. My sister used to use this suite more than I did, but not much anymore. When called to book the room for the night and made a reservation at the restaurant, they were happy to oblige one of the richest family

members in the world.

"Mr. Crown, it's great to see you again," the man at the front desk said, bowing his head in respect. This part of town was mainly made up of humans, so they didn't know me as an Alpha here. "Thank you, Mr. Connelly," I replied. "This is my wife, Silver," I introduced.

Mr. Connelly, the manager of the resort, took Silver's hand and brought it to his lips. I had to bite back a growl; my wolf didn't like another man touching Silver and I didn't like it either.

"What a lovely woman you have here," Mr. Connelly said, eyeing Silver like she was a piece of meat.

I grabbed Silver's hand and yanked it out of his reach, having had enough of their physical contact with one another.

Mr. Connelly seemed to have gotten the message loud and clear because he cleared his throat and smiled sheepishly.

"I apologize, Mr. and Mrs. Crown," he

said, clearing his throat as he went to his computer to type some information in. After a moment, he grabbed a couple of key cards and handed them to me. "These are your room keys. Your reservation for the restaurant is all set as well. I'll have the bellboy bring your things to your room."

"Thank you," I said as I placed the bags on the ground next to the desk.

I offered Silver my arm and she took it without hesitation, it warmed my heart how willing she was to accompany me. I nodded my thanks to Mr Connelly before guiding Silver to the 5-star restaurant across from the large hotel.

"He seems nice," Silver said thoughtfully.

"Yes," I muttered; then, I added in a growl, "And if he touches you again, I'll rip his head off."