It had already been a trying night, and now he was being forced to deal with this. What had gotten into Ari Ishida on this night, that she felt forced to persue some contrived notion of her two alphas? Adam had no idea, but it wasn't his problem. He had no desire to deal with it; he had half a notion to snap and tell her to mind her own business as it was. Who he chose to spend his time with was of no concern to anyone, least of all Ari.
"What do you want?" He asked gruffly, refusing to even turn around as she approached from behind. He could sense her fear, and, taking another drag from his cigarette, he felt no need to quell it.