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He slams the door shut and, rounding the car, gets into the driver's side, looking all kinds of mad. "I told you I'd drive you to your apartment."
"Yeah." I stare out the car, stonily. "You should have tried asking, and I would've spared you the effort by politely declining."
"Cynthia––"
"Look, if you want to drop me home, then can we please drive in silence? I don't want to talk about anything right now. I just want to be alone."
It's obvious that Adam wants to say something, and I fully expect him to begin talking, but to my surprise, he respects my wishes. He leans forward and turns on the radio, putting on some classical piano. As he drives the car, the sky opens up, andit begins to rain. It's like it's mirroring my own misery, weeping when I can't, howling with each clap of thunder when I can't scream no matter how much I wish I could.
I lean my head against the window pane and close my eyes, letting the music, the rain, and the thunder soothe me.
I must have fallen asleep because when I open my eyes, we're parked in front of my building.
Groggy, I look around only to see Adam staring outside, a pensive look on his face, his fist pressed against his mouth. It's still raining, and the music is still playing.
"W-When did we get here?"
"An hour ago," he says calmly. "I got you some food since we didn't get to eat dinner."
He reaches into the backseat and brings out a large container.
"I'm not––"
He opens it, and I'm assailed by the smell of roast beef, ham, and jerky, and my mouth waters.
"Maybe I'm a little hungry," I concede, taking a peek inside. His lips twitch, but he says nothing.
"You can just eat here," he says, and I quickly take out a huge sandwich that is stacked and bite into it.
"Now, more than ever," he suddenly says, "you know you need to pick the right side, Cynthia. Norman and Father don't have your best interests at heart. I'm your fated mate, however. I want you to support me instead of them."
I chew my sandwich in silence, letting the taste of meat marinate on my tongue.
The moment Adam becomes Alpha, the blood debt will transfer to him, and he'll be the one to control me. I ponder into my sandwich. He's been nice to me. Maybe he will release me from the blood debt.
It's wishful thinking at this point, but my heart is wavering.
If Norman becomes the alpha, I don't know what will happen. Even if Jonathon keeps his word and swears an oath to me to release me, he's clever with his words. He might create a loophole…
I feel sick to my stomach, and I lift my head, opening my mouth, only to freeze.
Across the street, there is a familiar car parked outside.
Jonathon's car.
He's waiting for me.
CHAPTER 7
Adam
Seeing my father defend Norman when Cynthia was bleeding and still gasping for air made me want to rip his throat out. It wasn't easy to calm my wolf, who wanted blood.
To make things worse, Cynthia didn't seem fazed by the violence. She looked shaken and in pain, but there was no shock in her eyes.
You forgot.
The hopelessness in those two words, the wealth of pain had been making me rack my brain for the past two days, but I've not been able to recall anything. The truth is that I don't have many memories of my childhood home aside from my mother's drunk episodes, her aloof manner towards me, and the loathing of my father and brother. I was curious when a little girl was brought home out of the blue, but she was always quiet, and most of the time she was with my father.
