Married My Ex's Alpha Uncle (Silver and Elliot) novel Chapter 159

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Silver’s POV

“How did you know?” I whispered, still not believing that Erik believed me.

He had unlocked the cell door and uncuffed me. I sat curled up on the ground and he was cross-legged in front of me like we were any two friends. He sat in my cell with me, his back against the cold metal bars. He said he dared anyone to try and get him out of the cell; they would have to drag him out kicking and screaming, which evidently, made me smile.

“Because you were the only one who knew that I was gay,” he told me, his brows furrowed. “Unless you told everyone and their mother. Nobody else knew.”

“I was the only one you told?” I asked, dumbfounded.

He nodded.

“I never felt comfortable telling anyone else,” he said, shrugging. “You were venting about some stuff, and I figured it was time that I opened up about me as well. It was only fair.”

“I don’t know what to say….”

“You don’t have to say anything. The important thing is you are who you say you are. So, what the fuck happened?”

“I told you guys the truth. I don’t remember anything. My memory is gone. Whoever took me, must have done something. But I remembered seeing a face standing above me. He told me that he was going to prove that Elliot didn’t really love me. That he would throw me to the wolves the second he got the chance.”

I pressed my knees against my chest and buried my face in my lap as tears burned in my eyes.

“I guess he was being truthful because he did throw me to the wolves…” I murmured.

“I think he was just confused,” Erik said, sighing deeply. “This whole thing was weird from the beginning. But you said you saw someone standing above you; do you know what he looked like?”

I thought about it for a moment.

“His eyes were like mine,” I whispered, not sure if I was remembering correctly, or if I was looking at a reflection. He looked way too much like me that it gave me the creeps.

Erik paled and then he nodded, but he didn’t look surprised.

“That was your brother,” he muttered.

“My what??” I gasped; not sure I heard him correctly.