Chapter 41: Too Late For Pleas.

Adam’s POV

What made me speak the way I did, I don’t know.

I regretted it, of course, knowing she had been waiting for me. Yet all I did to reward her patience was a cold greeting, one colder than the wind with the rain outside.

I continued walking towards the wardrobe, to get a change of clothes as she watched me from behind in silence.

I wish I could give her the attention she needed right now but various thoughts were swirling around my head like a tornado and my mind wasn’t at rest.

The face of the dead man whom I had questioned earlier kept popping before me like a holographic screen.

His final words before he gave up, the ghost continued ringing in my head like a broken siren, giving rise to an unrelenting migraine, sworn to see my end.

That was not the first time someone died before me. I am the Alpha King, for crying out loud, I’ve seen many deaths. What made this particular one special, so much that it disturbed me, remains a mystery.

I picked up a long, black, flowing robe