âNo, I know, itâs just donât take this personally. I can have you set up somewhere else if you prefer, I just-â
âIâm fine my dear Luna, but itâs probably my pride. Iâm not staying where Iâm not wanted, and I donât want you saying anything to your brother. Please.â
She frowns, nodding, and we fall into silence. âI wanted to ask about your scars⦠how did you get them?â she asks.
I smile wryly, looking at my arms. âIn the caves when we were to attack, and Sebastian King brought them down. He had poison in the bomb. I protected my face but⦠Yeah, these are staying.â
âIâm so sorryâ¦â
âDonât be, Iâm alive. Thatâs all that matters. Anyway, could you let Zade know Iâm leaving? He knows how to contact me,â I reply, knowing Iâm being a little irrational, but I just need to get away from here.
âI willâ¦â she says. âEat up.â
I force myself to eat the food, and although I know I wonât get such a good meal again in a while, Iâm not able to stomach it. I make casual conversation with her until she takes the dishes and leaves.
The moment sheâs gone, I begin grabbing my things; Zade has my laptop, although he had given me my bag, but I will get it from him some other time. Slipping on some boots, I slip out of my room and bid Ada goodbye for now.
Iâll see you soon Ad, soon.
I leave my room, walking down the hall when I stop and look back down the way I came, down the other side of the hall.
The urge to give him two cents of my mind tempts me and no matter how much I try to fight against it the urge only grows.
Turning, I follow his scent, thinking he can be a coward for all I care, but I am not going to make this easier for him. Itâs not long before I sniff him out and try the handle on the door.
Locked. (2 I press my ear against the door, wondering if I should knock, but I can hear the faint sound of a shower running.
Frowning, I crouch down and open my bag, getting to work on the lock. Three minutes later, Iâm in.
Zipping up my bag, I shoulder it as I look towards the bathroom door. Glancing at the floor, I see the clothes he was wearing earlier tossed onto the chair.
Reaching for the bathroom door handle, I slowly turn it and this one opens, and Iâm hit by a douse of steam.
There he is, buttânaked in the shower, and for a moment I find my gaze raking over the god in front of me.
× At that very moment, he seems to realise heâs not alone and I donât waste time. Dropping my bag, I yank open the glass door, making sure I donât look down.
My heart is racing when I look into those sexy grey eyes, his wet hair falling over his forehead, looking too fucking hot.
Do not look down.
âI, Adriana Hidalgo, reject your sorry ass. I donât do cowards,â I say quietly, despite the harsh stab of pain in my chest. 6 There you go, do as you please. Even though I couldnât bring myself to officially reject him, itâs enough to hurt.
He seems shocked but I guess he isnât used to people barging in on him taking a shower.
âListen-â His eyes blaze green and I scoff, giving him a fake smirk as I turn, grabbing my bag and making a run for it out of the room. 2 I hear him curse, my heart thundering with every single step I take. Each step I take adds to the crushing pain in my chestâ¦
Goodbye, Alpha Payne. May you find the Luna you want, because Iâm not sticking around to be treated like trash.4 I may be a street rat, I might have nothing to my name but I have self respect and pride, and I ainât bowing or begging before anyone.
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