“You could also have warned me that the price for protecting my daughter was for her to lie with you as one of your whores.” “That's not how it happened. I married her! I fell in love with her!” “That's why you still have your tongue in your mouth, talking to me. Do you think I wouldn't scour the world for something that could destroy bizarre animals like you and your brother? You're like venomous snakes. We need to guard against your attacks.” “You've always known what kills werewolves, Henry.” “Yes. But you're unusual. Your father, it wasn't too difficult. I could have given him a fatal dose, but... I wanted the pleasure of seeing him wither away. And I hear that you've found the antidote to that poison, and that all werewolves can already smell it, but the weapon I have now is implacable and indestructible.” “My son.” Adam said without surprise. “Conveniently, it can destroy creatures just like your brother, too.” “I never imagined that you would betray me like
Anna listened attentively to her gynecologist and her recommendations. She had a urinary tract infection and should not have sex for a few days. She took a deep breath and went to the pharmacy, where she bought the necessary antibiotics. She never got sick and recovered supernaturally, but perhaps Maxwell was the kind of creature who could pass on longer-lasting things in her body. She looked at the time and thought it was too early to go and meet Maxwell. She wanted a chance to think and there it was. She crossed the street, which wasn't very busy, and started walking through the park. She began to think about Adam. She could see in his eyes that he still loved her, even if he hadn't said so. She also couldn't deny that seeing him made her heart flutter and that she had to try very hard not to run and hug him. Maxwell wouldn't understand. She loved Adam, but not as a man, but with the affection of a friend and the father of her child. However, he made a healthy conversation betwee
Bonnie could hear the laughter from her bedroom, which was next to the kitchen. She wanted to kill that child. She had never seen Adam so happy. Let alone laughing, as if there were no worries or problems to be solved. Perhaps it was her fault. She insisted on coming with him. But what could she do? He was hers, and he would always be hers. She was determined to accept being in the background. She couldn't compete with a son. And the boy was so much like him, it was scary. With the influence of his grandfather and father, this boy would be a monster when he grew up, and there was already something in his eyes that was threatening. She knew it was time to distance herself and let Adam come to her when he needed her. She had never been afraid of anything, and she had come to know fear there, with her rival's father. She couldn't do anything against Anna or the child, or she would die an agonizing death. There was no doubt about that. But he also knew that if she stayed close, she
As soon as she left, Ian looked at his father seriously. “Did your son come with you?” Adam exchanged an astonished glance with his son's grandfather. He paid attention to details, which is unusual for children his age. “Actually, he was already here when I arrived... We'll talk about it over lunch tomorrow.” Adam said, not wanting to start his relationship with his son with lies. “Did you like this woman, Ian?” “No. She's garbage.” The boy said and got down from his chair and ran to his grandfather, taking his hand and leading him to sit where Bonnie had been sitting, and turned to Adam. “Shall we make Grandpa a guinea pig?” Adam smiled and stood up. “Sure.” He said and took the cake that the two of them had made out of the oven. As they ate, with a cup of coffee that the cook had made, after their entrance into the kitchen had been admitted again by Ian, between one mild conversation and another, Anna's father said so quickly, and so covertly between one sentence
Anna stared at him, thinking about everything he was saying. Starting a new life, away from all the dirt her father and Adam had brought into her life, and that of her children, wasn't a bad idea. But it still hurt to think that he would never be able to see his father again. But he saw Maxwell's way out, like a lifeboat. He couldn't live away from his son, and he would die if he saw Adam taking Ian away from her. It would hurt too much, and he had caused enough unhappiness in his life. She would have to learn to live without her father, after all, she had lived without him for a few years. If she had to choose, she would stay with her husband, and with her children. “You'd have to give up your toga, your profession.” “I don't need them to live, Anna. You and our children are more important.” “Did you know that when I see you in that robe I get turned on?” Anna said with a burning gaze. Maxwell was surprised by Anna's sudden change of subject. However, it was flattering th
When they were back in the car, Anna looked at Maxwell and his satiated expression, and felt even more tender towards him. That afternoon had been wonderful. “I thought you'd be exhausted and rest after all your performances...” “We'll rest at home, Anna. We've left Ian under Adam's influence for too long. We don't know what he's capable of. He could be putting his ideas into Ian's mind right now. Adam could be convincing our son that a life with him will be fun. And besides...” Maxwell glanced briefly at Anna, before turning his attention back to the road. “... If Adam finds out what we were doing this afternoon... I don't think he'll like it.” “We're married, Max. What do you think he imagines we do in bed? Sleep?” “Anna, I don't think he's thought about it yet. Ian must have distracted him from thoughts like that. I know that you... That he was the first man in your life and... He won't like knowing that he's not the only one anymore.” “How do you know that?” “Well.
Adam fixed his tie in front of the mirror. He wanted to be in good order. Anna had lived with Maxwell much longer than she had with him, and she must have gotten used to her brother's starchiness. He intended to surprise her with his ability to dress properly for a date. He could also be a social and elegant man. He would do it for her. He'd swap his jeans and T-shirt for a suit and tie, if that's the way she liked it. “Where are we going?” Bonnie asked in her pajamas, lying on the bed without looking at him, flipping through a magazine with a bored look on her face. Adam looked at her in the mirror and suddenly felt guilty. Bonnie had been a good companion for him. He shouldn't mistreat her when they were alone. “I'll take you to lunch tomorrow.” He promised, to see if it would cheer her up a bit. Bonnie stared at him in surprise. “That's... new...” “I can't treat you well around Anna, or she might think we're engaged. She's very jealous. I've already lost her to jea
Anna stared at Adam vacantly. Now she understood why he was so confident that she would return with him to the United States. She took a moment to think, while the waiter served the entrée. She would have to go back to the States to put an end to the Sarah issue once and for all, and she also remembered that she had to pay back the promise she had made to that woman, who had made her believe she was her friend, for a little while. She just didn't know how to do it, and then run away with Adam's family. “Adam... I don't need to go to your country. I can send Sarah a ticket and convince her right here to give me all the answers I'm looking for.” Adam stared at her with such a penetrating gaze that Anna felt naked. It was the look of someone who knew deep inside the other person. “She's my hostage, Anna. She's not going anywhere. She only leaves that house to be buried.” Adam said, chewing his food. “Then I'll need to find another way to find out about my mother, Adam.