CHLOE.
Adrian reached me in the blink of an eye, hand darting out, quick as a spider, to latch on to my arm, and then he was whirling me around so fast that by the time I was gazing up into the storm grey of his eyes, I was partially dizzy, my eyes struggling to focus as I got over the disorientation. Before I could protest, he was darting forward to bury his nose in my neck, taking in a deep lungful. I shivered involuntarily as he pulled away slightly, still close enough that we were practically sharing the same air.
“I smell blood,” he growled, moving even closer into my personal space, I stepped back involuntarily. “Where is it coming from? Are you injured anywhere?”
I rolled my eyes, even as my breath was coming fast and hard from his closeness, and my heart tripped over itself at t
