The smile on his face, the one that conveyed his abundance of confidence, fell as soon as the word came out of my mouth. My wolf, barely present and kicking me for telling him no, could pick up on his growing anger. So could I. I was sure that this time, his anger was going to be directed at me. The air was silent and tense when he finally spoke.

"What did you say to me?" He asked, already knowing my answer. His voice was surprisingly steady. Maybe he didn't lash out because he was expecting me to change my mind. But I was decided.

I allowed myself to stand, to be as level with him as I possibly could despite our height difference. "I said no. I don't care who you are, but I refuse to just be just another notch in your already over marked belt."

I was proud of myself for speaking my mind, for not letting my wolf take over, no matter how persistent she was. It was a moment before he responded, that same cocky grin appearing on his face.

"Your call, sugar," he said, shrugging his shoulders nonchalantly, like I hadn't just rejected him. I was surprised by his reaction. He stepped closer, so he was towering over me.

"But let's get one thing straight: it's gonna happen. Maybe not tonight on this roof or tomorrow, but there's gonna be that day when you say "fuck it" and come find me. And it's not gonna be because I'm forcing you, no...it's gonna be because you want this. It's gonna be your damn decision. You, Carson Gardner...you're gonna be mine."

His words, seeming far-fetched, began to seep in. For one of the first times since meeting Negan, I was afraid. I wasn't afraid that he would hurt me, no. I was afraid that his words might be true. I gulped.

He took a step back. "Simon will take you back to your car so you can go home. And when you decide that you're fuckin' ready, come find me."

I guess I was dismissed, somewhat surprised he wasn't keeping me here. I started to walk back to the door I came from, but something in me spiked, causing me to turn around to look at him one last time. I took him in again, him not seeming to mind my gawking.

"H-how do I find you?" I stammered. I'm not sure if my curiosity got the best of me, or if my wolf was still trying to be heard.

He grinned. "Just listen to your wolf. She'll know where to find me."

Finally, my eyes tore away from Negan and I began the descent into my unknown future.