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God, I wish I could read her mind, figure out how she thinks. “Tone, we are in a public setting,” I tell her as she starts to draw attention to us.

“Fuck this! Move, Eli,” she screams at him.

“Sit down, Adeline. Now,” Eli tells her.

“No, you just humiliated me. All because you have it stuck in your head that I am in some sort of weird fucking relationship with you. You had no right to do that. Now move, or I will scream and cause a fucking scene.”

Eli lets her get up, and she tosses cash on the table, and we follow her out. Eli snatches the keys from her hand, locking her car before he grabs her arm, pulling her away and toward ours across the street.

“Give me my fucking keys and let go,” she yells as I follow them.

Eli tugs her along when she starts fighting against him; she is silly to think she can escape us.

“Adeline!” I snap.

When she suddenly slaps him, Eli growls, and I watch his body tense as he fights the urge to shift in the middle of the street. A group of teenagers is loitering out front of the building watching in horror, along with the waitress. Eli shoves her into the car while I climb into the driver’s seat. She continues fighting, kicking, and trying to shove him off as he climbs in with her.

“What are you doing?” she screams as I start the car.

“What I should have done from the fucking start,” Eli growls.

I try to reach for him, but it is too late as his beast takes over, and he sinks his canines into her neck. She screams as pain rips through her neck before she passes out cold. I keep driving, watching Eli in the mirror as he wipes her blood from his lips.

“Now you’ve done it,” I tell him when he sits up.

“She needs to learn. At least now she won’t be able to fight the mate bond.”

“You’re right. Now she is going to be petrified of us when she wakes. I thought we would do this the human way to make her like us before revealing ourselves,” I tell him.

“You can just erase this memory and give her a new one,” Eli says, having it all figured out.

We just need to tell her to come clean, but I know that will be a disaster as well. Nothing is going to plan.

Chapter Thirteen

Adeline

Waking up, I have a sense of déjà vu again, like I am missing something. I try to remember the last thing I can, but the details are fuzzy. I remember meeting Sam. We had dinner, then we went back to his place and had a few drinks. Though the memory is there, it doesn’t feel right. I certainly don’t feel like I’ve had sex. I also don’t remember driving home, though I do remember seeing my front door.

Did Sam bring me home?

I sit up, pain radiating through my neck. As I stretch and touch the skin, it feels bumping and raised and stings to touch. I look at my clock, and it says it is 9AM. I get up, heading for the bathroom. I quickly pee before washing my hands, wetting my face, and looking in the mirror. I gasp at what I see. I have a huge round mark on my neck. I rub it, and it stings, trying to wash it off.

What the fuck? Like, Sam is into some kinky shit, but that? What the fuck!

“Adeline, are you home?” my mother calls out.

“Yes, mom,” I call back, grabbing my phone and dialing Sam’s number. It doesn’t even ring just says his phone has been disconnected.

What the fuck? He bites me, then changes his number? I am going to fucking kill him.

My mother walks into my room, and I turn to face her as she brings in some laundry from the dryer.

“How was your night? Oh my fucking god, what happened to your neck!” she squeals, rushing over and tugging my top away. “Sam bit you?”

“I don’t remember. I remember meeting him. I sure as hell don’t remember him becoming a cannibal and taking a fucking bite,” I tell her, looking in the mirror.

“You need to let me clean that before it gets infected, honey. Why would you let him do that with so many bacteria in the mouth?” she says, her nurse side taking over as she examines it.