Maria.
Everything was happening too fast.
One moment Adrien was furious, commanding, possessive. The next, he was controlled and calculating, ordering the guards to treat Vincent instead of finishing what his rage had clearly wanted to start.
The sudden shift left me dizzy.
Puzzled.
Confused.
What the hell has gotten into him?
This was Alpha Adrien, ruthless, calculated, and feared.
He and his brothers were known for decisive brutality when crossed. Rogues weren't protected. Rogues weren't prioritized.
So why….Why would he care about the life of a rogue?
Especially one I clearly cared about?
None of it made sense.
My lips still tingled from the kiss.
Slowly, almost without thinking, I lifted my fingers to touch them. They were swollen, sensitive. The memory of his mouth on mine rushed back in vivid detail, and heat crept unwillingly into my cheeks.
I cursed inwardly at myself.
Why did I give in?
Why didn't I push him away harder?
