She grinned evilly for a second before turning around to Xavier with a glare, "I am sorry but I have no mate."

She then turned to the boy, "I don't know who this is. I just saw him today." She pointed at Xavier.

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The guy frowned, "back off then. Why are you troubling her?" He spat and took a threatening step forward.

Xavier stared at him before scoffing slightly. The audacity that this boy had was appalling. He blinked and when he opened his eyes, they were amberish red.

He opened his mouth and flashed his canines at the boy who blinked and immediately stepped back. A lycan was not to be messed with, he glanced at Adaline, especially when it came to the matters of mates.

"Um," he stepped back and raised his hands up in a surrender emotion in front of Xavier, "I am out."

Adeline watched the guy leave before turning to Xavier and glaring at him who gave her a sweet smile.

She huffed and walked away but not without an extra sway in her hips.

Where to go? She wondered as she looked around. The entire area had been cleared for dancing and the side contained bars.

She knew he was watching her but there was only so much that she could take which is why Adelaide now moved up the stairs to see what was there in the house.

But not before making a beeline and grabbing a bottle of random liquor. She was enjoying herself since she had the driver.

She found a clear space, a balcony and it overlooked the back of the house. There was a huge garden which she could imagine that these guys are often used for shifting.

She sat down in front of the grill and sipped the alcohol.

"Ugh," she spat some out. That was too much!

"Don't drink it then," She heard, "it would be too much for your human stomach."

She scoffed. "A miscarriage was too."

She heard him sigh and then peeked over her shoulder to look at him. He was leaning against the wall and it seemed like he had no intention to walk back down.

She turned to look ahead too. The music was faint now, which she found pretty peculiar. "Why is the music not loud? Usually you can hear it throughout the house. It's faint here."

"It's because we have amplified hearing. This music is much lower than what you hear in human parties. It is still very loud to us." He answered.

She ahhed and nodded. Understandable.

"Why did you come here?" She took a small sip from the bottle.

He tsked, "Stop drinking."

"Fuck off." She burped.

He sighed. She was drunk already. The alcohol was too strong for a lightweight like her

"Tell me," she urged and turned around, making him stare at the uneven eyes. "Why did you come here?"

"You have pretty eyes adaline. Did anyone ever tell you that?" He said the contrary and she laughed.

She shook her head laughing, "No, they called me a freak." Her eyes had always been an insecurity of her. But no one has commented about her eyes and she has been thankful until now.

He moved and she turned to look back at him but he was already beside her staring into her eyes with his own, "but I think they are beautiful."

She felt his feather like a finger on her eyebrows as it went down to her cheek. "I love the blue just as much as I love the brown. It shows the two sides of you."

"Two sides of me?" She repeated in a whisper.

He nodded with a small smile on his face. "The side that you keep hidden and inside you. The part of you that is scared of what people will think and with a bundle of insecurities."

She gasped silently. " How do you know any of that?"

He shrugged. "I do. I just do."

She nodded without understanding his answer and turned to look forward again, taking a small sip of the bottle's content.

She sighed. "I don't like it."

"I don't either." His answer followed immediately.

She blinked, "what do we do about it?"

He smiled and chuckled, "I don't know."

"Give up then?" She looked at him. "If we don't want to do anything and we're not willing to try nor do we have something in mind. Why do we keep going at it?" She didn't know what came over her. But it was important to know if there was a chance.

He stilled. His entire being did.

Those were the least expected words that he had ever thought of coming out of her mouth. The words that broke his heart or whatever was left of it.

"Adeline?" He breathed out the word that brought calm and soothing rest to his heart. Now it was bringing him despair.

"No," she denied, shaking her head, "think about it. When was the last time that we were happy with each other? It's been months even to say that it's been a year."

He stayed silent and made her scoff.

"Why is it that you think you are the most important one in this relationship? Why are you thinking that you can withdraw whenever you want and you can try whenever you like?"

She pointed to the door. "When I danced with someone, you hated it, yet you cannot give me an answer to where we stand."

"I hated it." He agreed but continued to stare at her.

She stared back but their expressions were in total contrast. He appeared to be blank where she appeared to be sad.

"Then that's it," she whispered, "if you hate it then it means that you were jealous. Do you agree?"

He blinked and moved his head but then shook it. What was he to say?

She sighed and looked down but then smiled at him. "It's okay." She stood up and left.

His eyes did not move from where her face was. Adelin had given him a smile before standing up and walking away.

A beautiful smile, a truthful smile, yet the most broken one he had seen.