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but something was missing, where was Adeline? As I asked myself this question, the door squeaked open and Eva walked in, a bright smile on her face. "Oh Aiden!" She gushed, rushing to my side. "Finally, you're a perfect man! You look so cute again!" I frowned, pushing her away from me. "Where's Adeline? And how did you get here?" "She is with her lover, Aiden. She left." Her lover? Didn't she promise to stay until the surgery was over? I wanted her to be the first person I'd see this morning but unfortunately...she couldn't wait for me.

Adeline’s pov “ You know what, I’m out of here” I say turning away and quite enjoying the shocked look that passed both Mom’s and Cecilia’s face. If they want to be their own cute mother’s and daughter’s moment, who was I to stop them? “ Adeline, calm down. There is no need to be worked up” Auntie Rosa says from behind me. I don’t look back but storm out of the mansion, my hands folded and my face pressed into a scowl.

rich. ‎" Oh well this is Adeline" my dad smiled at me as the man opposite him turned to me. He looked deep into my eyes I felt small under his gaze. I looked away as I looked down. I could still feel his stare. I heard him hum lightly which made me look up. ‎"This will do" the man said as he stood up and his men followed him out. But my dad stood up and stopped them before they left. ‎"this is my older daughter. The deal was for the youngest" my dad chimed. A what? I was so lost.

The door was half open, and I stopped in front of it, lifted my hand, hesitated, then knocked once, barely a tap. The door swung wider almost right away, and Adeline stood there. She looked… unreal in a tight black skirt that hugged her hips and thighs, ending just above her knees, a white silk blouse tucked in perfectly, the fabric so thin I could see the faint outline of her bra underneath, and high black heels that made her legs look endless. Her dark hair was pulled back in a neat low bun, not one strand loose, and she had on red lipstick, dark enough to look almost black in the low light. She didn’t smile. She just looked at me with those steady eyes that always made me feel small and e

He stormed out without another word. The door slammed behind him. I waited until the echo faded before pulling my phone out again. Still no reply from Adeline. She’d read it, I was sure of it. But she hadn’t said anything back. The little Canary that makes me even more intrigued. She wasn’t just some drunk girl who made a mistake. She knew what she was doing. She looked me in the eye and dared me to cross the line—and when I did, she didn’t flinch. And now she was hiding?

Adeline replied her in my behalf. “I don’t need your charity if you can’t give me your love.” She said to me, her eyes reflected her pain. She turned and left. I stared at her retreating figure until she disappeared out of my sight. “Let’s go back home, Xavier. I will cook lunch for you and then we can spend the evening together. I want us to be with each other.” Adeline softly said to me and kissed my cheek. “Yeah, I would love to eat your hand cooked food.” I said giving her a half smile.

He raised his eyebrows in a silent question, and then it clicked. Camila! To think it was Adeline…my human mate..who had flashed in my mind at the word girlfriend. Because by right, that was what she was supposed to be to me by now. If she were a werewolf and not human, if she wasn't here for reasons I didn't even want to think about… A wave of guilt clawed at my insides. Adeline was innocent, she had just lost her parents, but my dad wanted it this way..to atone, or whatever the fuck he had told me.

I know those heels. Beatrice Sinclair walks in the way she always walks into this house, like the deed is in her name and I am a guest who has overstayed. Grey coat, pearl earrings, bag in the crook of her arm, lipstick perfect because Beatrice is always perfect. She looks at me first. Then past me at the table. Her eyes move slowly across everything, the candles, the two plates, the full untouched wine bottle, the whole careful humiliating effort of this evening, and something settles in her expression that has never once in five years been sympathy.

After hanging up, Adeline's long fingers scrolled through photos of Lizzie and Jacob. She had intended to meet Lizzie earlier in the day. Since Lizzie didn't know about her, she planned to make her aware. Adeline was Bruno's lover, not Lizzie. But she hadn't expected to witness such a juicy scene. Regardless of whether there were lingering feelings or not, she intended to make good use of those photos.

“No, I think I’d remember you if we had. Take care now.” “I will, Thank you.” Nodding to show my thanks, I watch Gavin exit the café, his long hair swishing against his shoulders as he walked. When the coast is clear, Adeline slides into the chair that Gavin was just occupying and begged me to tell her the details. “Did it go okay?” “I’ll tell you in the car,” Standing up and heading for the door with Adeline at my heels. “I’m just happy that for the first time I feel like I’m finally getting closer to finding out the truth.”