A/N~ Last chapter left off on a Saturday night but this one begins on the Monday after that :) letting you know here in case it's not clear :) Sorry for the long wait but I've been writing the entire time and on all stories. I hope you guys have a great Easter weekend, if you celebrate. If not, just have an awesome weekend :)
Chapter Nineteen-
Callum~
My wolf was growing restless at the distance Adalyn forced between us. After that Saturday night, she hadn't made any move towards contacting me. She didn't even leave her building, which I would know because I rarely left my hidden spot.
It was Monday morning and I was ready to put an end to our little argument. I had wanted to spend the entire weekend with my mate considering she would be gone this coming Saturday and Sunday.
I felt myself growl at the thought. I was growing tired of how secretive Adalyn insisted on being. The idea that she was leaving for two whole days without me, already had my wolf unsettled.
I could always fly there myself in my own plane. Track her family down and surprise her, maybe even intersect her at the airport by arriving before her.
I shut that plan down immediately though. Adalyn was already angry with me and I was smart enough to realize that would only further piss her off. She didn't invite me and though it hurt to say, she would have invited me if she truly wanted me to be there.
It was the morning and I was already on my way to pick Adalyn up for work. I thought I was early but it turns out I pulled up just in time to watch her climb into a cab.
Growling, I gripped my steering wheel tightly. She was obviously still upset about the other night and while I couldn't blame her, I knew I wasn't the only one in the wrong.
I was tempted to force her out of the car and into mine. That would only end with my face splattered across the tabloids though and that was something I tried to avoid.
Pushing my aggravation to the side, I followed the cab to my building. While it stopped at the curb of the front entrance, I had to continue down into the parking garage.
Adalyn thought she was so clever. That she would just leave earlier to avoid me. What's the point if we actually work side by side? She's just delaying the inevitable.
I didn't press the button for the top floor. I actually let it take me to the lobby. Her face was priceless when the doors slid open and I was standing there. She obviously thought she could ignore me for a while longer but it was something that I nor my wolf was willing to tolerate.
She wanted to refuse the lift, I knew that much. She wouldn't though. With a silent, venomous attitude, Adalyn stepped into the elevator. She purposefully stood closer to the wall and away from me. Her gaze remained forward and not once did she glance at me.
I wanted to make her uncomfortable though and I stared directly at the side of her face. I knew she felt my stare and I hoped it unnerved her.
When the door opened on our floor, she immediately shot forward and walked straight to her desk.
"How long are we going to play this game, Adalyn?"
"I don't know what you're talking about Callum." She replied easily but with a certain acidic tone. She was organizing her stuff and didn't even lift her gaze to mine.
"Are you seriously still mad about Saturday," I questioned incredulously. When she said nothing indicating that she was still indeed mad about the other night, I threw my hands up in the air.
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