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.

didn't know we were on such formal terms in this

further and wait until she

would have been all apology, but instead, she made a

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

That as the Alpha of this house, I should be at your

shakes her

right, I should have

right you should

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

I'm so worked up-I feel so powerless. And maybe I just want to be treated with a little more

continue. I wish I could stop. But I can't. I push my plate away. "You are not my mate or my wife. You are here,

have I stated our relationship in such

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

feel sick. But I'm still angry. I'm not done. "Is that..." Jayde

say, leaning back in my chair. I want someone to fight with. I want her to fight back. "And right now, I want you

says, going

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