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.

were on such formal terms in this house," she says casually. "I'm sorry, I won't be late

at her further and

choice would have been all apology, but

shut, looking down at her plate and taking a piece of bread out of its little basket, fiddling with it between her

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

Jayde shakes

I should have been on

right you

down, that I'm being unfair. The truth is, I don't care if

And maybe I just want to be treated with

wish I could stop. But I can't. I push my plate away. "You are not my mate or my wife. You are here, eating my food, wearing the clothes I buy you, spending my

ever, have I stated our relationship in such stark

knows it isn't really like that—but now?

sick. But I'm still angry. I'm not done. "Is that..." Jayde starts, unable to stop herself. "Is that really how you see me?" Slowly, she puts down

chair. I want someone to fight with. I want her to fight back. "And right now, I want you to go upstairs.

she says,

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