Page 53 of Half Wolf Mate

Blinking rapidly and fighting nausea, I turned to find the owner of the voice.

I gasped. It was Adam, the heart ripper. I crawled back, trying to get away from him, and realized I was on a bed. I almost fell over the edge, but he reached me in time to grab my arms, keeping me upright. “Get away from me.”

He frowned. “Seriously? I just saved your ass and stitched you up.”

I surveyed the room. There was only a bed and a chair. The concrete floor wasn’t very clean, and it was chilly. “Where am I?”

“The abandoned warehouse. You know where. I gave you the address, remember? But you never showed.”

I took a deep breath to compose myself and hide my fear. That was almost three months ago when I’d decided to ask him for help with my hunting problem. “I was uh…intercepted.”

“By Cole’s guard dog, Damian. Yeah, I know.” Obsidian-like eyes held me hostage. What was scary about Adam was his unreadable eyes and his calmness. I had no idea what he was thinking or what he intended to do. “I haven’t seen you at the diner.”

“I’ve been…”

“Shacking up with your boyfriend?”

“He’s not my boyfriend.”

“Really?” He lifted an eyebrow. “You reek of Cole Grayson. Do you just sleep with him for kicks?”

My entire face got hot, and indignation replaced my terror of what Adam had planned for me. “That is none of your business!” Damn these shifters and their shifter noses.

Adam smirked, and it did a little to lessen his formidable air.

“What do you want?” I asked. “Did you save me just to kidnap me so you could grill me about my love life?”

He raked his fingers through his jet-black hair. “No, Sydney, I couldn’t care less about who you’re involved with.”

Clutching the edge of the mattress with both hands, I swallowed hard. “Then what do you want with me?” Did he kidnap me to use against Cole? They hated each other, and maybe he took me as collateral or leverage for their ongoing battle.

“I want you to give me Benjamin Pierce.”

I gawked at Adam. “Who?”

“Benjamin, the man who watches you like a hawk at the diner.”

“You kidnapped me to interrogate me about someone I don’t know?”

A muscle in his jaw ticked, and his eyes darkened with irritation. “You’re lying to me.”

“I swear, Adam, I don’t know him. I’ve told you this before.”

He moved so fast I didn’t realize he had until he towered over me, his hands wrapped around my arms. He gave me a little shake, and I gasped more from shock than being hurt. He was surprisingly gentle in his anger. I doubted Adam wanted to hurt me. If he did, I’d be dead already.

“I hate liars,” he bit out.

Holding his gaze, I replied, “I’m not lying. I’ve never seen Benjamin before we exchanged a few words in the diner.”

Adam still held on to me, his eyes boring into mine. “Yet, you were supposed to give me information about him the night you agreed to come here.”

Swallowing hard, I confessed. “Okay, I was going to come with his location because I needed your help with something…someone. But that was it. I ran into Benjamin in my apartment building, and he said he lived there. That’s all I had.”

Slowly, Adam’s features transformed from stormy to curious. “He lives in your building.”

I nodded, although he didn’t ask a question.

“It’s funny how you claim not to know him, yet he stalks you at your workplace and just so happens to live in your building.”

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