Adele POV
Philip’s words disturbed me more than I would like to admit. Not to mention that I feel dirty and violated just because he touched my cheek. But I cannot sit here and do nothing.
“Luther!” I jump up and march towards the door.
“Luther,” I call as I run up the stairs. Dammit, this would have been so much easier if I could mind-link him. But noooooo, I wanted the romance and the flowers. Right now, I understand Luther’s reluctance to join an alpha family better. He and I are the same. We enjoy romantic things, and when you are running a pack, there simply is no time for such frivolous things. If we marked each other that night at Axel and Liana’s wedding, I would have found him by now.
“Luther!”
“Where’s the fire?” Luther rushes out of the bathroom, still zipping up his pants.
