“ Are you kidding ?” I asked him in astonishment. He does the usual Adam thing when he knows it’s something I don’t want to hear and lets the silence speak for itself . “ Adam, you can’t do that “ I say sternly , the family at the sad pit turn to look at us well, mainly me and my raised voice. Their heads ping like yo yos between us to see Adams reaction. This time he does look at me directly once again, annoyed at me.
“ Why would you think I’m kidding? I told you that your mine now to protect, to watch over, to cherish. Yet you question why I would kill a pack of rabid dogs to protect you. They want to kill you, Chelsea. Why are you protecting them ? Do you want Frank, is that it ? “ his eyes searched mine and even his suggestion had me rearing back.
“ How could you think I’d want Fra
