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I roll my eyes at their invisible bond. “And why would that make me understand?”

“Because you will feel the same way we feel about you. You will understand why we won’t leave without you.”

“Looks like you’re staying then because bond or mates, whatever it is, it won’t make me change my mind about leaving my family.”

Cyrus growls, and goosebumps rise on my arms before he grips my chin.

“Would you like a repeat of earlier?” he asks.

Arousal floods me at his words, making me remember how turned on it’s made me, the throb between my legs returning, and I press my legs together. His eyes dart down, and his lips tug up slyly.

“And you think the bond won’t work on you? That we have no effect on you?” He leans closer, so close, his lips brush mine as he speaks.

“Yet I can smell your arousal, smell how much you want me to touch you,” he whispers against my lips before I feel his tongue trace across my bottom lip, and he sucks it into his mouth, making me moan softly. I jerk back at my reaction to him. He chuckles before getting up and walking back to his office.

I shake my head, trying to get rid of the strange sensation that’s just rolled over me, my body feeling foreign to me.

As the day draws to a close, I sit spinning in my chair, when Cyrus and Eli suddenly walk out.

“Finally. I am so bloody bored,” I tell them, standing up.

“We still have a few more hours,” Eli says, and I stop.

“I’m joking, Addie. We are going home,” he says, holding his hand out to me.

I grab it, tingles running up the inside of my arm.

“Wait, are we going back to my place?”

“It’s up to you. I am happy anywhere,” Cyrus says.

“I want to go check on my mom and see if she knows what’s going on with Taylor.”

“Then your place it is then,” Eli says just as the elevator doors open.

I step inside and press the button before taking my shoes off. My feet are killing me.

Eli drops Cyrus and me off before leaving to get a change of clothes. Walking inside, my mother is reading while Maya is sitting on the floor drawing on her sketch pad.

“Any news?”

“They are holding her till they can get her before a judge,” my mother says.

“Did she try to ring you?”

“Not yet, but she will when she can get bail. Did you see Ethan’s house burned down? He, along with eight others, died. Said a meth lab blew up,” my mother says, clearly forgetting that I have already told my sister about it this morning.

“Yeah, seen it on the news last night before I left.”

“Feel terrible for his parents. He used to be a good kid.”

“Used to be, mom,” I tell her.

“A life is a life no matter the dislike for their life choices, Addie,” my mother says.

I turn to look at Cyrus, who is suddenly unusually quiet.

“Oh, Cyrus dear, lovely to see you. Didn’t see you there. You were so quiet.”