“All right.” Adonis said with a smile. “What?” Anna asked, finding it bizarre that he should find anything funny in those circumstances. “You, Anna. Even when you're wrong, you're right.” Anna laughed too. “Remember that when I start giving you advice.” “I would never forget.” Anna saw a glint of desire in his eyes, but it was like lightning. So fast, she could have imagined it. “Shall we?” She asked. And they got into the car, and as usual, the train left. When Anna arrived at the old house, there was no one in the house or in the plantations. They had probably also been summoned to mourn. She noticed, as they passed the small houses built along the way and even the corrals, that they were all decorated with a black flag with a yellow werewolf drawn on it. “That wolf, is it the symbol of a house?” “No. It's the symbol of the transformed werewolves.” Anna thought. Adam was making a beautiful tribute to the dead. But useless, in her opinion. Anna went downstairs w
“I don't believe that nonsense. I don't know why my mother allied herself with someone like that.” “So you're not going to stop?” “No. I need to know about my mother.” “She won't say.” “I think I always knew she wouldn't, ever. But it's a good excuse to keep tormenting her.” “Anna... I'm going to prove to you that she's not joking, with a very simple question.” Anna leaned back in her chair, reassured. “Then do it.” “If you were pregnant today. Would you know who the father of the child was?” Anna felt her peace of mind fade. Adonis looked at her inquiringly, but she knew that he really believed her words. “I... well, the tests I did before coming to this country weren't exactly to identify a pregnancy, and... no. I wouldn't know.” “That's what I'm talking about.” “There's no such possibility. Not that I'm pregnant. I've been on the pill for a few months. And I may not know who the father of the child is that she says will be a shadow in my life. That makes
Anna widened her eyes in surprise and felt a chill run down her spine. She could have been wrong, but he had described the woman she believed to be her mother. “What was her hair like? The woman you saw? What color?” She needed to be sure, she ignored what Ian had said about Max's biological mother, because she knew she wasn't human. “It was beautiful. It looked golden, but it had a different color... And it was red like yours at the ends.” “And what did she say to you?” “She just said she was my grandmother.” “And did you answer?” “No. She disappeared, right after she told me.” Anna became pensive. The pain could have made Ian imagine things, after all, his mother was very similar to her, and his wish that Genevieve was living somewhere else could have produced a hallucination in his mind. “Adam said something to you when he was saying goodbye to Genevieve” Ian's mouth formed into a line. Anna became alert. He didn't want to say anything to her. “Ian, children sh
“If Adam had asked you to have an abortion, would you have done it?” “No. I already loved the child. How far along are you in your pregnancy?” “Eight weeks. I love the child, but I love Adam, too. I love my parents. I'm very confused. I don't want to lose either of them.” “Emanuelle... make a decision after you've heard Adonis' opinion. That way, there'll be no room for regret, whatever you want to do.” “I'll sound out Adonis. I can't risk telling him about this child and him forcing me to do something I don't want to do. Depending on his response, I'll know if this child is welcome, and then I'll choose. It won't be an easy choice, but a necessary one.” Anna stood up, brushing the sand from her clothes, and Emanuelle followed her. They walked to the edge of the beach, and Anna called them to leave. There was a proposal she had to make to Adam, even though he knew he wouldn't have to change anything to have her in his bed. Anna reproached herself for not being able to re
Ian was delighted with his grandfather's visit and began to tell him all about what had happened that day. Unlike Adam, he believed that his late wife was trying to communicate with her loved ones and Ian, apart from his background, was a sensitive child and was more receptive to spiritual things than the adults, who were naturally skeptical. Anna knew she had to be quick, so as not to arouse anyone's suspicions. She left, but first, to make sure, she opened the door to Adam's room and took out the key, locking it from the outside and taking the key with her. If he found out, she would know when she arrived and saw the door had been broken down. Max embraced her and when their lips met, his hands began to touch her whole body, eagerly, urgently. But Anna reluctantly pulled away from him. “I've started taking the medication, Max.” “It doesn't matter, Anna. I feel like you don't have the infection anymore... You talked about it with Adam, right?” Anna frowned. “Yes.”
Anna was beginning to wonder how Henry knew where Sarah's captivity was, when she remembered that Adonis was his ally in that house. She finished making the pasta, set the table for five, and went to her room to shower and change. At dinner time, Anna was deep in thought and didn't even notice that everyone was complimenting her on the delicious meal. Even Ian was excited and ate a lot. They chatted among themselves, and Kate didn't allow her grief to enter the subject, so as not to give a bitter taste to the meal that Anna had made with dedication. Adam noticed that his beloved wife's thoughts were far away, and yet he was so aroused that he found it hard to stop himself from grabbing her by the arm and taking her to his bed at that moment. Despite everything she'd said about making a deal or pleasuring herself, he knew she wouldn't be able to resist for long. He would wait for her to finish that drama, and then he would make a deal with her. After fucking her for a whole n
“I need to ask you a question... Now I realize you've lost your teeth too... What a catastrophe...” “You haven't lost your black sense of humor.” “I realized that my daughter didn't get much out of you. Don't take it personally. She's only a little girl and has no experience of such things... She didn't even know how to pull out her nails and teeth in such a way that the pain was unbearable... She still has a lot of compassion in her. You should have made her more cruel, Sarah. You know that's important.” Anna looked at him puzzled. Had he witnessed the torture? To what extent were he and Adam together? Or had Adonis given him the recordings? She didn't believe that Max sneaking into the mansion was part of any agreement the two of them had made. So, in a way, Adam knew about the connection between Adonis and his father? He shook his head and went back to concentrating on the psychological torture his father was applying to Sarah. He didn't want to miss a word she said. It
“Stop it, Anna.” Henry said disappointedly. “Do you believe what that woman tells you? Thiago was her son with a werewolf. I'll talk about this story with you another time. I did order you to kill her without him, but it was after she had killed his mother. I had to get revenge somehow. I wanted her to suffer. You must remember him. He was always around.” “Yes. I remember that he looked a lot like you.” “That doesn't make us related, Anna. People look like other people.” Anna believed Henry, because his story made so much more sense. And also because she loved him. She didn't want to be forced to hate him. “How do you know that Sarah doesn't know about the diary?” “Believe me, my child, I can read her every expression and gesture. In time, in this life I lead, this knowledge could be the difference between living or dying.” “But only trusted people enter that mansion. I don't think anyone else has done that.” “But he did. And Sarah knows who did it.” “So why don't you u