The car came to stop. I was in the middle of the back seat, so damm nervous and anxious that I was unable to lean back, so I was just sitting on the edge of it. My heart performed a quick skip when I realized that we had stopped.. I looked towards the small mirror in the middle and the same second Christian looked at it too.. Our gazes met for a second, but when he just looked away, I knew that there was something going on.. I knew he was mad at me. However, I could not deal with that at that point.. I didn't do anything wrong. I mean, he didn't act like he was angry, and it made no sense why me wanting to break the deal would effect him in any way.. Yes, the subject effected me, but I knew why.. I was getting attached to him, getting used to his attention, his presence.. He.. He had no strings attached with me whatsoever, and he only cared about the deal. It was just that he probably thought that I might be out of use and that if I leave or get hurt now, his chances of getting information about the necklace from my father would of course be very little. I even heard about his history.. Calliope said that he only loved one girl, and that he lost her. There were no chances of Christian Le Bouriser to have any kind of attachment with me. A werewolf. A Morpher. The weird part was, it bothered me knowing that he was angry with me.. It just didn't feel right. I was aware that I could exaggerate very often, but I knew how I felt about the whole situation.. He kept claiming that there was nothing but the deal that bound us, and we both kept our sides of the deal.. Perhaps that's what made me say that.. Telling him that the deal was off.. Because I helped him find the necklace and he did.. It was not my fault that there were attackers that took it.. And he on the other hand kept me safe just like he promised.. He didn't let my father find me and that was what mattered.. So it meant that we both kept our sides of the deal.. It was only reality for this to end.. Somewehere.. And that somewhere was perhaps that day. But I still needed to have someone that would have my back if my father still insisted on the arranged marriage. And Calliope's plan was perfect. She wanted to help. However, if Christian was mad at me no one made him come.. He was just too obsessed with wanting to have control over every situation and he wanted to know what was going on with everyone at every time. He wanted to hold the strings over every damn situation, and I was glad that I still had him on my side, but we all knew that if the situation at my place was dialed down, then I was there to stay.. "Alright," Calliope turned towards me from the passenger's seat. "If something's off or if you're not satisfied with the situation, just text me S.O.S. We'll get to the house and help you get out." She started, waving her phone in her hand. "And if everything's alright, still let me know so we wouldn't wait for you. Either way, we want information about the necklace and the whole vision thing.." Right. Of course. It all came with a price. They were there to have my back as long as I gave them information about the necklace, and if my father was or wasn't involved with the whole attack thing.. Also, Amelia was the important one for them.. The queen wanted to know if the vision we saw was true or not, and even though she didn't know that they were here on this suicide mission with me, if I got information from my father about whether what we saw was truthful or not, they were going to tell her. Seemed like there was still some kind of deal going on between us, even though Christian barely said a word to me since we left. I was fine with it.. As long as they had my back if something went wrong in the house. I nodded my head at her, glanced at Christian, but once again I was just able to catch his gaze in the mirror. If everything was going to go fine with my father and I, then I was going to text them to go home and of course text them the info that I was going to get. In that case, we would all go to our separate ways.. So me walking out of that car could be easily a goodbye.. And it's the most messed up thing how hard it felt when he looked on the side and once again didn't say a word to me. He didn't care if I was going to leave or not. Huh, what the hell was I expecting? I mean it was Christuan. If course he didn't care.. Calliope said it herself.. He didn't have any attachments with the girls he slept with.. He did it as a distraction.. And I was just the one that had a random deal with him.. That ended now.. So either it was going to be a goodbye or we would have to face each other again after.. I took my backpack before moving on the side and opening the door.. I could feel anger inside me.. I almost felt bad for telling him that the deal was over, which was the reality of our situation.. But then.. He didn't even bother to say goodbye when it could be the last time we were seeing each other.. He didn't even look. And that showed how damn much he cared. So he wasn't really mad at me for pointing out the reality that the deal between the two of us ended, but he just showed his real face, and showed how much he cared.. I was just glad that I could at least count on Calliope. I walked on the road, the headlights from the car that was now behind me were off, since they were supposed to stay hidden.. The house was only behind the corner, and even though they were risking on getting seen, Calliope did put a spell on both of them so they wouldn't get sensed. My job was to go in my house, talk to my father, see what he had to say, and if I was satisfied with the answer and if he was willing in letting go the whole marriage thing, then I was there to stay.. If he was still heated with the idea if me marrying Alexander, then I was going to leave. And if they didn't let me leave, which was probably going to be the case, then I had to text Calliope for some backup, and they would help me get past them. The plan still sucked.. If they helped me get away, then it meant fighting my own and being on the side of my father's biggest enemy. And my father was of course going to see with who I was staying.. Who had my back.. Whose side I chose.. Even though that didn't mean choosing a side, it just meant me trying to do the right thing.. I loved my family despite everything, and I was staying with Christian and the others because I was trying to stop my father, or at least delay his stupid decision about giving up all his power to Alexander.. Putting him in charge. Because I knew that was not a good idea.