Chapter 50

Chapter 50 Aden

I'm holding my breath, waiting to see who has finally come to dinner, waiting to see if Brooklyn is here, if her tears are gone... when Jayde breezes in.

"Hey baby," she says with a big smile, settling into her seat across from me and looking at my plate. "What, you couldn't wait for me?"

She looks up at me then, and her smile falters. She can see, clearly, that I'm in a foul mood and she has to tread very, very carefully.

"Wait for you?" I say, narrowing my eyes. "Why should I wait for you, when you are late?"

Jayde glances at the grandfather clock on the far wall and winces.

She is late, by five whole minutes. Something that she knows I do not stand for.

The chef comes through the door again, putting an entrée and bread in front of her.

know we were on such formal terms in this

her further

all apology, but instead, she made a

a piece of bread out of its little basket, fiddling with it between her long-nailed

ask slowly, "that I should wait for you? That as the Alpha of

shakes

I should

right you should have

I'm being unfair. The truth is, I

so worked up-I feel so powerless. And maybe I just want to be treated with a little more respect, is

wife. You are here, eating my food, wearing the clothes I buy you, spending my money, just

have I stated

partner-she knows it isn't really like that—but now? I had basically

feel sick. But I'm still angry. I'm not done. "Is that..." Jayde starts, unable to stop herself. "Is that really how you see

to fight with. I want her to fight back. "And right now, I want you

says, going

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