Page 100 of The Alpha's Uncovered Mate

That has me falling back to reality, and I try to jerk away from him. But his hold on me is tight.

He suddenly lowers his head, burying his face in my neck, and I hear him inhale.

My body goes limp against him as he smells me. After all this time, his touch still holds addiction for me. His hand holding my wrist is firm, and yet he's not hurting me.

Then his voice sounds against my ear. "Your scent has changed."

The hypnotic effect he has on me immediately vanishes as the meaning behind his words hits me like a truck. My scent has changed because I gave birth to Riya. Riya, his daughter. The one he doesn't know exists.

This time when I pull away from him, he lets me.

"What're you doing here in Detroit?" I snap.

"I'm here on business," Adam murmurs. "Now, is it my turn to ask you what you're doing here?"

"I work here," I respond tightly.

"Interesting." Adam's lips curve in a smile that doesn't reach his eyes. "So once again, you work for me then."

"Excuse me?" I give him a wary look.

"I'm the new CEO of this company." Adam holds my gaze and my jaw tenses.

"You're lying." My stomach drops, fear filling me now.

"I have no reason to lie." Adam looks coldly amused, and his confidence strikes terror within me.

I can't have him around me. I can't let him find out about Riya. He'll take her from me!

The way he's looking at me is cold. Right now, he reminds me of Jonathon, and I want to run. I want to get as far away from him as possible. But this isn't the time to act foolishly. This man has the ability to harm me and destroy everything in my life. Even as my wolf wants to get closer to him, I take a step back.

"That's unfortunate," I say, my voice steady.

Turning on my heel, I begin walking away, only for Adam to call out, "Running away again? You're pretty good at that."

Despite my warnings to myself to keep a cool head, my hands ball into fists by my side.

Don't react. Don't react.

I take another step, and he continues, "What exactly were you doing here at this time of night?"

"None of your business."

I keep walking, and he follows me. "Since you now work for me, it happens to be my business."

I whirl around to face him, my eyes flashing. "If you must know, one of my managers has it out for me and he messed up my computer. But where I go isn't going to be your business soon enough. Working for you once has been enough for a lifetime. Expect my resignation on your desk in the morning."

He goes still, and this time when I turn around and leave, he doesn't stop me.

As soon as I'm out of the building, I make a break toward my car. I can't start the engine fast enough, desperate to get out of here and back to where my baby is. I drive like a madman, my hands clenched around the steering wheel, nails digging into the soft protective rubber.

Why is he here?

Why didn't he look surprised to see me?

Has he been looking for me this whole time?

These questions are raging inside me, and I can't come up with a single answer that would make sense. I can't imagine he couldhave been looking for me for four years, but then why wasn't he surprised to see me here? He never asked where I went or why I left. I want to be glad that he didn't, but it bothers me.

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