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That night when I came here and felt I was being watched… It wasn’t my imagination.
"He was here," Adam says, a dangerous edge to his voice. "His scent is overlapping here."
I look over to see him standing by the tree line.
"What does that mean?"
"It means," Adam looks at me, his eyes hard, "that you have been stalked for months probably and you didn't realize."
My ears are ringing.
Riya.
My baby.
All I can think of is my daughter.
That thing knows about her. Why is he stalking me? Or is he stalking her?
"Get in the car," I say suddenly.
"Wh––"
"Get in the damn car, Adam!" I raise my voice, panicking.
He gives me a confused look and I hold out my hand. "I need your keys."
He doesn't question me, and even if he did, I probably would not be in a state to answer. My heart is pounding, and I think I'm going to be sick. I pull up in front of Riya's preschool.
"Can you check if he was here?"
Adam studies me for a long moment, and then he asks, his voice careful, "Are you sure about this?"
I stare at him, his question not making any sense to me, but in my head, I'm asking the same question. I'm laying out the clues to his own child. But when it comes to Riya's safety, I'll sacrifice everything."
"This place," I press. "Has he been here?"
Adam gets out of the car, and I don't have the strength to follow him. He looks up at the board of the small building which says 'Sunny's Preschool' and I push down the fear and nausea. He'll know now. He'll know about Riya. He'll take her away from me, and I won't be able to do anything about it. My eyes are wet as I watch him circle the building.
She still sleeps with her baby blanket. When she's upset, she likes to wrap it around her shoulders. Will he let her keep it?
Will he let her keep photos of me?
My mind is a scrambled mess.
I'm losing my child.
But I have to protect my child.
And if that means letting Adam take her, I'll carve out my own heart and hand it to him.
How will I sleep without her scent in my apartment?
Adam returns to the car, and his voice is cold. "A lot of overlaps here as well."
I don't trust myself to speak, simply starting the car again.
I drive him to a few other places including the local healer of the pack in this area, the grocery store nearby. The shifter has been stalking us. But the scent is strongest at the preschool and our building.
