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My phone ringing in my pocket makes me drop the binoculars, the lens smashing out. Cheap shit! I think to myself. Reaching into my pocket, I retrieve my phone. Staring at the screen, I groan. Fuck!

“Where are you?” my boss bellows down the phone.

“In Soya,” I admit.

“Why would you be in Soya? You should be checking out your latest project.”

I say nothing; there is nothing in those caves. Why he keeps sending us on a wild goose chase is beyond me.

“It’s that girl again, isn’t it? Michael’s daughter. Is this what you’re doing there? You followed her?”

“Yes, I am here for Adeline.”

“We have closed the Colten case, nothing sordid going on there. She is their mate. We have discussed this, Samuel. You need to back off before the supernatural council gets involved. We are not allowed to mess with their fated mates. Your infatuation with this girl could bring both organizations down. Now, get back here today!” he yells at me.

“Michael would be rolling over in his grave if he could see this, see what has become of her,” I tell him.

“Maybe, maybe not. You know Michael liked the Coltens. You need to forget the girl, Samuel. You have a job to do, and following her around is not it.”

I hang up, tired of his lecturing. He doesn’t know Adeline is supposed to be mine. I love her and will be damned if I let those parasites take her from me.

My phone rings again, but I turn it off, dropping it back in my pocket and looking back over at the building. I see the glass doors open, and out they come. Ducking down slightly, I keep my eyes trained on them, watching as they go to the underground parking lot off the side of the building.

Grabbing my bag and things, I race down to the hire car, hopping in and waiting for their car to go past.

I will have her. Adeline will be mine, even if it means killing the monsters she is with. If I can’t have her, no one can.

Chapter Twenty-Nine

Adeline

One Week Later

Getting back to the house, I flop on the couch. Eli has given us many rants today about the importance of me being marked. He has been driving me insane, and I am pretty sure Cyrus is also becoming annoyed over it. I am at the point where I would just tell Cyrus to do it, just to shut Eli up.

My mother still hasn’t messaged me back since I messaged her a week ago; her phone is also saying it is disconnected, making me worry. Taylor messaged a few times, saying mom was extremely busy with work and had even started working part-time at the hospital. Although I have barely been here a week, I miss home. Miss Maya, miss my busy life. Here I feel bored, and besides Eli’s ranting about being marked, they never really say much.

“What is wrong?” Cyrus says, sitting on the couch next to me.

“Nothing. I miss home.”

“Ah, it will get easier.”

“Can I go—”

“You are not leaving till you are marked and mated,” Eli cuts me off.

I roll my eyes. I get up from the lounge, walk into the laundry, and dig out the load I put on this morning. Eli follows behind me.

“You want to go visit home, Addie? Let Cyrus mark you,” he says, and I ignore him, reaching to the bottom of the barrel.

“Why do you keep fighting it? It is inevitable it will happen, so why not just let him mark you? Then I will let you visit your family.”

“Just go away, Eli. I am sick and tired of hearing this same lecture. I swear you give it just to hear yourself speak,” I tell him.

He growls, pushing me against the washer. “All week, I have listened to your attitude. You need to knock it off.”

“Gladly. Shut up about me being marked, and I will.”