“Stay close.”
His voice was low, controlled—but there was something else beneath it.
Warning.
I didn’t argue this time.
Didn’t pull away.
Didn’t question him.
Because the deeper we moved into the dark streets, the more I could feel it—
Eyes.
Still watching.
Still waiting.
And somehow…
That terrified me more than him.
We turned down another narrow path, then another, until the noise of the city faded completely.
Everything became quiet.
Too quiet.
Finally, he stopped.
I nearly walked into him.
“This is far enough,” he said.
I glanced around.
Empty street.
No movement.
No sound.
For the first time since this nightmare began…
I felt it.
Silence.
“They’re gone?” I asked cautiously.
“For now.”
Not comforting.
Not even a little.
I wrapped my arms around myself, trying to steady my breathing.
“You said they were after me… why?”
He turned slightly, his gaze settling on me again.
Careful.
Measured.
“Because you’re valuable.”
There it was again.
Not you’re in danger.
Not you need help.
You’re valuable.
Something in me tightened.
“I’m not an object,” I snapped.
His expression didn’t change.
“I didn’t say you were.”
But he didn’t deny it either.
Silence stretched between us.
Uncomfortable.
Heavy.
Then—
“You should know who you’re dealing with,” I said suddenly, lifting my chin slightly.
His brow raised just a fraction.
“You brought me here. You’re making decisions for me. The least you can do is tell me your name.”
For a moment…
He didn’t answer.
His eyes studied me.
Like he was weighing something.
Calculating.
Then—
“Adrian.”
The name slipped from his lips smoothly.
Too smoothly.
Something about it didn’t sit right.
“Adrian…” I repeated slowly.
He nodded once.
“That’s what you can call me.”
What I can call him?
My suspicion sharpened.
“That’s not your real name, is it?”
His gaze flickered slightly.
Just for a second.
But I caught it.
“I didn’t say it wasn’t,” he replied calmly.
“You also didn’t say it was.”
Silence.
The tension shifted.
He stepped closer.
Not aggressively.
But enough.
“Names don’t matter,” he said.
“They do to me.”
My voice came out stronger this time.
More certain.
Because something was off.
Everything about him felt… hidden.
Controlled.
Like I was only seeing what he allowed me to see.
“You expect me to trust you,” I continued, “but you won’t even tell me who you are.”
His eyes darkened slightly.
“I don’t expect your trust,” he said.
“I expect your cooperation.”
The words hit harder than they should have.
Cooperation.
Not partnership.
Not protection.
Control.
I took a step back.
“You’re lying.”
This time—
He didn’t deny it.
And that scared me more than anything.
“Be careful,” he said quietly.
“With what?”
“With how much you try to uncover.”
A chill ran through me.
“Why?” I challenged. “What are you hiding?”
For a moment—
Just a moment—
Something dangerous flickered in his eyes.
Then—
He turned away.
“Nothing you need to worry about,” he said.
Lie.
I knew it.
He knew I knew it.
And still—
He said it anyway.
My chest tightened.
Because deep down…
I could feel it.
Whatever he was hiding—
It wasn’t small.
It wasn’t harmless.
It was something big enough…
To destroy everything.
And somehow…
I was already tangled in it.
A distant howl echoed through the night.
Low.
Warning.
His head tilted slightly.
Listening.
Then—
His expression hardened.
“We don’t have much time,” he said.
My stomach dropped.
“Time for what?”
He didn’t answer.
Instead, he stepped forward—
Closing the distance between us completely.
Too close.
“From this point on,” he said quietly…
“You stay where I can see you.”
My breath caught.
“Why?”
His gaze locked onto mine.
Dark.
Unreadable.
“Because if they find you before I do…”
A pause.
“…you won’t survive it.”
My heart skipped.
Before I could respond—
A voice echoed faintly from somewhere nearby.
“Alpha…”
I froze.
That word—
It wasn’t directed at me.
It was directed at him.
Slowly…
Very slowly…
I looked back at him.
But he wasn’t looking at me anymore.
His posture had changed.
Completely.
Stronger.
Sharper.
Dominant.
Like a king being addressed by his people.
And suddenly…
Everything clicked.
The power.
The control.
The way others stayed away.
The fear.
My blood ran cold.
“Adrian…” I whispered.
This time—
When he looked at me—
There was no softness left.
Only truth.
Only danger.
Only power.
And I realized—
That wasn’t his name.
Not really.
Because the man standing in front of me…
Wasn’t just any Alpha.
He was something far worse.